the
belt he lectured her about her vindictiveness in between strokes.
I
still didn’t want her to have that much of a spanking. I didn’t want to hear
her cry like that. But maybe Daddy would get through to her this way.
It
was awful just standing there. I wanted to run away but I didn’t want to get in
trouble either. I raised my hands to my ears. But, it did nothing to drown out
her sobbing, that belt slapping or Daddy’s lecturing. When it was finally over
Daddy directed her to stand in almost the same place as I had been. And he
motioned for me to get in position.
I
gripped my hands together under my belly. I was willing myself not to fight it…
not scream… it would be over with fast… I could do it.
Until
the first one landed… “ Aiyeee !”
…and
then the next and each after. I cried and thrashed. Daddy had his free hand on
my lower back and it steady pushed down harder, holding me in place.
“You
girls will learn to get along. There is no reason for this to continue. If I
have to keep resolving your issues you two will not like it.”
When
he finally stopped I was a trembling mess. I didn’t want to get up. It felt
like my butt was bleeding but I knew from seeing Sara get the same belt that it
probably wasn’t. Daddy lifted me up and sat down on the loveseat. He pulled me
onto his lap for a hug and patted his other thigh for Sara. She was hesitant to
come to him, but did. He held us there together for a little while reminding us
that he wanted us to both be good girls. He petted us and rubbed our backs. He
made us promise to start trying to get along. Then he took both of our hands and
took us back to our rooms and tucked us in.
It
was a hard lesson learned, but I am sure I will never ever let her trip me up
again. And hopefully she will have learned her lesson a well.
Now,
in light of that whole situation, I have a bigger problem. I think I am truly
in love with Daddy.
Chapter 8
The
next couple days both took forever to end and flew by at the same time. There
was nothing very exciting that transpired enough that I should have to record
it here. I was miserably bored.
Well,
that is not the way I should describe it. I guess we just fell into a pattern,
a schedule. Except that Daddy had to leave town for a couple days on a business
trip. I don’t know why I am so drawn to him. The house just wasn’t the same
without him.
Oh,
the Uncles let us play in the pool and outside. We got to wear some of the
other new dresses and just be little girls. But without Daddy here there wasn’t
a chance of catching his eye. That
silly wink he gives me, or of being hugged by him… I was very gloomy.
So,
when he came home three days later, I responded like any normal girl would.
I
hid. No, not really. I just stayed out of sight. I wanted so badly for him to
miss me and call me to him... to seek me out. But at the same time I was afraid for
him to see how much I had missed him.
It
was during supper that Uncle Jeremy told us he would be home soon. I am sure
that is the fastest I ever ate. Not because I was hungry, but because I wanted
to get out of dodge. I finished just before he came strolling in from the door
off the kitchen. That door led to the garage. I was trying to find the best
place to be around but not noticeably so, when he arrived I took off for my
room.
I
was going crazy in there not knowing what was going on, not being able to see
him, when I heard him call out.
“Where
are my girls? Come see Daddy.”
I
had been kind of pacing but started looking around the room as if I should
hide. I don’t know why I was being so silly. It was weird the feelings that
came over me. I might have hidden under the bed if Uncle Chris hadn’t poked his
head in the door and told me to come out and say hi to Daddy.
I
followed him to the front room and sat on the edge of the couch, next to Erin.
Caity and Sara took their places across from us and Daddy started talking
belt he lectured her about her vindictiveness in between strokes.
I
still didn’t want her to have that much of a spanking. I didn’t want to hear
her cry like that. But maybe Daddy would get through to her this way.
It
was awful just standing there. I wanted to run away but I didn’t want to get in
trouble either. I raised my hands to my ears. But, it did nothing to drown out
her sobbing, that belt slapping or Daddy’s lecturing. When it was finally over
Daddy directed her to stand in almost the same place as I had been. And he
motioned for me to get in position.
I
gripped my hands together under my belly. I was willing myself not to fight it…
not scream… it would be over with fast… I could do it.
Until
the first one landed… “ Aiyeee !”
…and
then the next and each after. I cried and thrashed. Daddy had his free hand on
my lower back and it steady pushed down harder, holding me in place.
“You
girls will learn to get along. There is no reason for this to continue. If I
have to keep resolving your issues you two will not like it.”
When
he finally stopped I was a trembling mess. I didn’t want to get up. It felt
like my butt was bleeding but I knew from seeing Sara get the same belt that it
probably wasn’t. Daddy lifted me up and sat down on the loveseat. He pulled me
onto his lap for a hug and patted his other thigh for Sara. She was hesitant to
come to him, but did. He held us there together for a little while reminding us
that he wanted us to both be good girls. He petted us and rubbed our backs. He
made us promise to start trying to get along. Then he took both of our hands and
took us back to our rooms and tucked us in.
It
was a hard lesson learned, but I am sure I will never ever let her trip me up
again. And hopefully she will have learned her lesson a well.
Now,
in light of that whole situation, I have a bigger problem. I think I am truly
in love with Daddy.
Chapter 8
The
next couple days both took forever to end and flew by at the same time. There
was nothing very exciting that transpired enough that I should have to record
it here. I was miserably bored.
Well,
that is not the way I should describe it. I guess we just fell into a pattern,
a schedule. Except that Daddy had to leave town for a couple days on a business
trip. I don’t know why I am so drawn to him. The house just wasn’t the same
without him.
Oh,
the Uncles let us play in the pool and outside. We got to wear some of the
other new dresses and just be little girls. But without Daddy here there wasn’t
a chance of catching his eye. That
silly wink he gives me, or of being hugged by him… I was very gloomy.
So,
when he came home three days later, I responded like any normal girl would.
I
hid. No, not really. I just stayed out of sight. I wanted so badly for him to
miss me and call me to him... to seek me out. But at the same time I was afraid for
him to see how much I had missed him.
It
was during supper that Uncle Jeremy told us he would be home soon. I am sure
that is the fastest I ever ate. Not because I was hungry, but because I wanted
to get out of dodge. I finished just before he came strolling in from the door
off the kitchen. That door led to the garage. I was trying to find the best
place to be around but not noticeably so, when he arrived I took off for my
room.
I
was going crazy in there not knowing what was going on, not being able to see
him, when I heard him call out.
“Where
are my girls? Come see Daddy.”
I
had been kind of pacing but started looking around the room as if I should
hide. I don’t know why I was being so silly. It was weird the feelings that
came over me. I might have hidden under the bed if Uncle Chris hadn’t poked his
head in the door and told me to come out and say hi to Daddy.
I
followed him to the front room and sat on the edge of the couch, next to Erin.
Caity and Sara took their places across from us and Daddy started talking
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