Caught Skipping School (Part #5)

"Kristina Ann, get over here....you're first this time." Dad ordered. I breathed a sign of relief that I would have a few more moments of safety. I listened as Kristina approached my father and I suddenly became very thirsty and chose to speak. 

"Daddy, may I please get my water?" I heard him rise almost immediately and soon saw his shadow as he pressed me to the corner. I closed my eyes tight and held my breath. Daddy spun me around by my shoulders and cupped my chin to draw my gaze to his penetrating stare. I pouted and chewed my bottom lip as he glared at me. 

"When you're being punished, you speak when you're spoken to.....ONLY WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO YOUNG LADY!" My father scolded as he quickly spun me around again and extended his leg, pressing me forward over his thigh and gripping me tightly around the waist. I grabbed hold of his leg and braced for the first swats to land. 

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Ten incredibly swift and harsh swats of his paddle connected with my sore bottom as I whimpered out and squeezed his leg tightly. Hot, salty tears rolling down my cheeks. Daddy stood me upright again and spun me back to the corner without another word being said to me. I stood there pouting and feeling sorry for myself.....continuing to reassure myself that I had the meanest daddy in the whole world.....all I wanted was a drink.....geez. I knew better than to share these thoughts.

"Take a drink and hold it in your mouth Kristina, do NOT swallow it, get over my lap." I heard Dad instruct my cousin. I stole the opportunity to quickly try to rub the sting from my tender bottom. 

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I heard Daddy start to paddle Kristina's bottom with my brush and she whimpered out, slightly muffled by her mouth full of beer. I cringed knowing I was next. 

"You are both 16 years old......not legally old enough to drink. I'm reasonable girls and probably wouldn't see this as too serious an offense.....if you hadn't been skipping school to drink my beer in my house!" Daddy lectured as he peppered her bare bottom with more searing brush swats.

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Kristina sobbed and sniffled. I listened as Daddy sat the brush down on the desk and turned to look over my shoulder to see him drag her off by the upper arm toward the bathroom. "Spit it out." He ordered. She did as she was told and he marched her back to her corner before turning toward me. I quickly turned my face back to the corner as my stomach flip-flopped. My bottom was so sore......I did NOT want another hairbrush paddling. Dad's strong right hand encircled my wrist and he quickly pulled me along behind him to the chair in the middle of the room. He extended his had to me with the can of Bud Light......."Drink, get a big mouthful and don't you swallow it." He instructed. I quickly followed his instructions as he reached out and flung me across his capable lap again. 

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Daddy paddled me hard and fast......smacking the same spots again and again before moving to another. My bottom literally felt as if it were on fire. I whimpered and kicked my legs. I wanted so badly to scream out, but I couldn't with the beer in my mouth. My long, red hair blanketed the carpet beneath me as my tears fell down onto it at a consistent pace. As Daddy began paddling again, I grabbed his ankle and held tightly to it. 

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When Dad finally stopped paddling my bare bottom, I hardly noticed.......my skin was so tight and stung like crazy. Daddy scooped me up and marched me to the bathroom, tipping me over the sink as he barked out, "Spit, now." I spit the beer out and again cautiously peered up at my father, pouting, crying and hoping for a hug. He narrowed his eyes at me as he marched me back to the corner. He knew what I was doing and as much as he loves me, he wont let me manipulate him during a punishment.....he knows all of my little tricks and cuts em off at the pass every single time. 

"No more drinking my beer in my house. Clear?" Dad warned. Almost in unison both Kristina and I meekly offered a, "Yes Sir." 

Again, I wanted my water, and again I didn't think before opening my big mouth. 

"Daddy, can I have my water now please?" I asked as Kristina giggled from the other corner, obviously realizing how stupid my choice was. Dad sighed audibly and it made me cringe. He approached me as I stood hiding in the corner. He reached forward and swept the flowing red hair from my shoulder as he leaned into speak into my ear. It sent chills up my spine as he quietly spoke. "I believe I have already warned you about speaking when you're not spoken to little girl. Now you're making me repeat myself?? You know better!" Dad scolded as he spun me around to again face him. I kept my eyes focused on my feet......I did not want to see the look on his face. He quickly tugged my hair to raise my face to his and fresh tears began to fill my eyes as I saw the disappointment spread across his face. I know better.....these rules are not new to me.....when i'm punished, I am to speak only when he speaks to me, answer with simply a yes or no sir and only elaborate if he asks for it. It's been this way since I was a little girl.....for some reason today, maybe having my cousin here made me more brazen, but whatever the reason, I had now broken this rule twice and my father was NOT pleased with my lack of discipline. 

"Put your hands on the wall, bottom out now!" Dad barked. I quickly grabbed my bottom and backed up against the wall, knowing if Dad was putting me in this position it was to get a full swing. I whimpered out and begged up to him. "Daddy please no. I'm sorry, I only wanted a drink, I'm sorry, I'll stop. Please Daddy don't paddle me again." Tears freely rolled down my cheeks as I searched my fathers face for softening. He again narrowed his eyes at me and immediately stepped forward, grabbing hold of me and putting me in position himself......never a good idea! 

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"Owww.....Daddyyyyyy I'm sorryyyyyyy." I squealed out as my hand instinctively shot back to cover my blazing bottom. This is also a big no-no and it immediately annoyed my father. He quickly snatched my hand from my bottom and pinned it to my lower back as he paddled harder......landing several swats on my thighs as I danced around and squealed and cried. 


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"Ouchhhiiieeee......pleassseeeee Daddyyyyyy." I begged as I choked on my sobs. Dad quickly uprighted me again and spun me to face him. The look on his face was pure irritation and it made me cry harder. "Speak one more time little girl and this paddle will be the least of your concerns. Do you understand me?" He warned in his quiet but firm tone of voice. The tone alone made my stomach turn......Dad was beyond serious and beyond upset with me. I quickly nodded my head and meekly answered up to him, "Yes Sir. Daddy I'm so sorryyyy." He glanced at me for another minute, gauging the sincerity of my apology before placing me back in my corner. My bottom was absolutely on fire. Every movement seemed to stretch the skin even tighter and I stood sobbing facing my corner. 

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