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This is a light hearted spanking story, an adult role-play of
M/f with lots of "potty time" talk. It's typical of my Zoey/Daddy
role-play stories and if you are familiar with them you already
know if you like those sorts of stories or not. It's basically
one more chapter in the saga of poor little Zoey who doesn't realize
she is being raised by a pervert. ;)
Life With a Strict Daddy
by zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com
Zoey woke up and walked down the hall rubbing her eyes. She was
still in her pajamas, but she wanted to see her daddy off to work.
Today she was going to stay home, it was a holiday.
"Good Morning Pumpkin, tell Daddy?"
"Not yet Daddy!" Zoey replied, "I just woke up."
"Well, do you feel like you have to go?"
Zoey sat down at the breakfast table and started munching on her
bowl of cereal, and said with a full mouth. "Not now! Yeeeesh
Daddy!"
Daddy looked a little hurt and reminded Zoey not to speak with
her mouth full. Zoey felt guilty for being a naughty girl first
thing in the morning, so she decided to add after swallowing.
"I think I will go right after breakfast."
Zoey beamed when she saw the smile light up Daddy's face. Yes,
it was a good feeling to be a good girl for her daddy.
Zoey's daddy has always been strict yet fair. All her friends
knew it, her teachers knew it, all her daddy's friends at work
knew it, even those bastards at the Spanking Newsgroup knew how
strict, yet fair, her daddy was. Still, Zoey contemplated to herself
as she drank down the last bit of milk from her cereal bowl, "If
they only knew how strict he really was, boy would they be surprised!"
Zoey got up from the table and walked down the long hall to the
bathroom. Daddy called out to her not to forget the new potty
position.
Zoey tried not to sigh, she really wished she could close the
bathroom door and work her puzzle book and not think about going
potty like she use to do when she was little. But after she got
sick last summer, Daddy had been extra cautious over her health,
and wanted things done a certain way so he could keep tabs on
her bowel habits.
The bad thing was the toilet faced right into the hallway, and
as Zoey took off her pajama bottoms and panties, she looked back
over her shoulder and saw Daddy walking out into the hall to watch.
Zoey turned back and faced the toilet and tried not to think about
her daddy watching, as she mounted the toilet in the wrong direction,
her cute round bottom facing right out into the hall. Then she
heard Daddy say. "Spread your cheeks Pumpkin, don't forget." So
Zoey reached back with both her hands and spread her cheeks wide
apart, blushing, and knowing that Daddy's eye was right on her
tight little round muscle.
Still, since she had done this many times before, it had become
a habit, and within moments Zoey was grunting and pushing and
she felt her bottom hole relax near the bottom as it pushed near
the top and a large loaf started to expand her tight little hole.
Then she heard a noise behind her and suddenly she got nervous.
Her bottom hole tensed up and Zoey peed. Zoey started to worry,
because the last time she couldn't go, Daddy had helped, and she
didn't want that to happen again! He had lubed up her dirty poop
filled doo doo hole with a well lubed finger covered with vaseline.
Zoey shuddered at the thought, then managed to push again and
out plopped her morning loaf.
"Good girl! That was an excellent loaf!" Daddy's voice boomed
from down the hall. Zoey could only hope that the neighbors didn't
hear.
Zoey started to pull the toilet paper out from the roll to wipe
when Daddy came up behind her holding her panties in his hands.
"Pumpkin, look what daddy just found." his voice sounded so crestfallen.
"Daddy?" Zoey's voice cracked, she just knew she was in some sort
of trouble.
"Zoey, you have a skid mark in your panties young lady."
"No!"
"Yes, and you know the rules, little girls with skid marks get
spanked HARD on their unwiped bottoms." Daddy then grabbed the
wadded up tissue from Zoey's hand and frowned down at her.
Zoey got up off the potty and immediately started crying. "No
Daddy no, please let me wipe PLEASE. It was an accident, I'm sorry."
As Zoey turned around daddy noticed something he hadn't seen before,
his little girl's parkway was showing a patch of soft fur.
"What's that?"
"Zoey looked down amazed and said, "They said in school its grown
up girl fur daddy. My girlie place is growing up and soon I will
be too big for spankings." Zoey couldn't help but smile.
"We shall see about that Pumpkin. Now go get on the bed face down."
As Zoey got in position on the bed she worried, because she could
hear her daddy digging through the bathroom cabinets. She hoped
he wasn't getting the enema kit. In a few minutes he came in the
bedroom carrying a bowl, small towel, washcloth and shaving cream,
along with his giant wooden spoon.
"NO Daddy, PLEASE, Please Daddy, I don't want you to..."
But Zoey wasn't even sure what Daddy was going to do.
Daddy put his hand at the base of Zoey's back and lectured her
sternly about keeping her panties clean, and how naughty little
girls don't get the opportunity to wipe their bottoms after going
potty but instead get a spanking from their Daddy with the wooden
spoon. Zoey had never known a punishment that made her lose control
like the pain from that spoon and the embarrassment of having
an unwiped bottom. She squirmed and wiggled and screamed and in
fact she did feel exactly like a VERY little girl by the time
her daddy was sitting next to her wiping her bottom clean with
a warm soapy wash cloth.
"Now turn over Zoey, Daddy is going to keep you his little girl,
and there will NEVER be a time I don't spank you, or care about
you. Understand?"
Zoey turned over, her eyes all red from crying, but she felt sort
of safe inside too, as Daddy lathered up the front of her furry
little girl place with shaving cream.
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