Attitude: Adjusted.

     Daddy had told her on the phone this morning that she was going to be spanked when he got home from work. He'd called on his way to the office to make sure that she was awake and getting ready for her dentist appointment, and she was a bit cranky at being checked up on. He did not appreciate her attitude and let her know that he would be adjusting it later. Since she was not out of bed like he'd told her to be, he also warned her that if she was even a minute late for her appointment, she'd be getting a second spanking, with the paddle.

     She hurried out the door and made it a few minutes early. She sent him a text informing him that she had arrived, and went inside.

     The appointment itself was uneventful, just a check up, and she was out of there in less than an hour.

     On the ride home, it began to sink in that she'd been naughty to treat Daddy the way she had that morning. She realized that he was only looking out for her, especially since she'd already rescheduled the appointment once before. When she arrived home, all she could think about was the spanking was she going to receive. She tried to get her mind off it by turning music on really loud while she did her chores, but it didn't help.

     After she'd finished all her chores, she climbed into Daddy's big leather chair and curled up with her teddy. A while later she heard a car pull into the driveway, and her heart started racing.

     The front door opened, and Daddy walked in. When he saw Lily sitting in his chair, he smiled warmly. "Hello there, babygirl." he closed the distance between them in a few short strides and he bent to kiss her on the top of her head.

     She turned to look at him, her blue eyes wide and innocent. "Hi, Daddy." she murmured. Her bottom lip quivered as she gazed up at him.

      He could sense her nerves and wanted to put her in a better head space before punishing her. He also wanted to decompress from his day before hand, so he told her to go to their bedroom and take all her clothes off.

     Lily looked confused for a moment, then asked, "Can I bring Oakley with me?"

     "Of course, baby." After she'd gone, he went to the laundry room and took two clothespins from the basket on the shelf. He went to the bedroom and found her naked, like he'd asked, standing in the middle of the room clutching her teddy. "Good girl. Come over here, please."

     She stood in front of him, and when she saw him pull the clothespins from his pocket, a little gasp escaped her lips. "Daddy, please..."

     "Put your hands on your head," he ordered, watching her as her trembling hands moved to her head, her eyes squeezed shut as tightly as they possibly could be. He reached out and attached the first clothespin, breathing in her fear, drinking her whimpers. The second pin went on, and when she'd adjusted to the pain and had opened her eyes again, he spoke. "You're going to stand in the corner, with your hands on your head while I take a shower. When I come back, we'll discuss our phone conversation this morning. While I'm gone, I want you to think about why you're going to be punished, and how you think I deserve to be treated." he propelled her to the corner, and left the room.

     Lily didn't need to think about it. She'd been thinking about it all day long, and she knew how wrong she'd been. She cried softly in the corner, her nipples throbbing and her heart aching.

     It felt like hours, but he wasn't gone for more than 15 minutes. He heard her crying before he entered the room. He went to her immediately, turning her around. "Look at me."

     She lifted her tear-filled eyes to meet his. "I'm sorry," she told him quietly. "I shouldn't have acted the way I did. I know that you were just looking out for me."

     "That's right, baby. You haven't been to the dentist in a few years, and it's important to get regular check ups. You wouldn't want an unknown problem to become more complicated because it wasn't caught in time, right?"

     She nodded.

     "Was it as bad as you thought it would be?" he wanted to know.

     "No." she shook her head, her eyes welling up again. "Please, Daddy...will you take the clothespins off?"

     He reached out, tenderly tracing his fingers along the outside curve of her breast. "I don't think so, Lily girl. I'm not ready to take them off yet."

     She closed her eyes, tears spilling over onto her rosy cheeks.

     He grabbed hold of her wrists, and gently pulled her hands from off her head. "You can let these down, now. Your arms must be tired."

     "Yes, sir. Thank you."

     "Put your nose back in the corner." he told her, and she turned around again. "Keep your hands at your sides." he dressed, and left the room without saying a word. When he came back, she was humming softly...definitely not what he was going for. "You're awfully happy over there, for a girl who's about to get her bottom toasted." he commented.

     The humming stopped. "I'm sorry, sir."

     "Come here, and bend over...put your elbows on the seat of the chair." When she did, he pushed legs apart even further. "There."

     She whimpered, feeling very embarassed by this position. It felt like he could see every little inch of her, and that made her feel very small.

     He laid his hand on her back and she jumped, ever so slightly. He chuckled a little. "Nervous, angel?"

     She nodded, but didn't say a word.

     "You know that you deserve this, don't you? Do you think I'm being unfair?"

     "No, sir. I deserve it." she could barely squeeze the words out, but they were true.

     "Alright then, you stay still and take your punishment. Don't you put your hands back here, do you understand?"

     "Yes."

      He started spanking her all over her bottom, making sure to pay special attention to her sit spots. He held her firmly in place with his free hand on her hip, pinning her against his own body. He began to lecture her while he spanked. "You know better than to speak to me with that attitude, dont you?"

     "Yes, sir."

     "You've been spanked before, for this very same reason, haven't you? Instead of answering my questions with a straight forward answer, you give me excuses and sass. That's not acceptable. I will not tolerate it."

     "Yes Daddy, I'm sorry!"

     "You definitely will be by the time we're finished here. I think you need a reminder of who's in charge around here." he ramped it up, spanking harder and faster than he had before. He even gave her a few solid whacks on the backs of her legs, eliciting high pitched shrieks from her.

     She could feel her bottom growing hotter and she felt the familiar panic rising inside of her as she neared her point of surrender. A rush of adrenaline, her fight or flight response. She started taking deep breaths, hoping the feeling would pass soon. She wanted to struggle, to pull herself from his grasp and run as fast and far as she could.

     He would chase her, she knew that. He would catch her, too, there was no doubt. Not only would she be punished more, but he would be disappointed. He would likely be hurt, and confused. He would want, no need, to know why she resisted him, why she did not submit.

     By the time she'd come to the conclusion that she could never run from him, the desire to do so had passed completely. She could focus now on little more than the burning in her butt. She squirmed and wriggled, but it didn't do much good.

     His hand continued hitting it's intended target, until her whole bottom was glowing red and the tears were flowing freely. He paused, resting his big hand on her sore bum. "This isn't going to happen again, is it princess?"
     "No, Daddy...I promise!" she sniffled. "I'm sorrryyy."

     "Alright then, we're done here. Stand up and give me a hug."

     Lily stood up and turned around, then looked up at him, puzzled. "Daddyy," she whined softly, glancing down at her angry red nipples.

     He laughed, understanding now. He'd forgotten that she still had those on! "I suppose I can take those off before you hug me," he said gently, reaching out and taking them off one at a time, very slowly.

     She sucked the air in between her teeth sharply as he removed them, small whimpers ecsaping her parted lips when she exhaled. "Thank you, Daddy." she said, tucking herself into his arms and burying her tear streaked face into his chest.

     He stroked her hair and held her close. "I love you, Lily girl." he murmured.

     "I love you too, Daddy. I'm very sorry I treated you badly!"

     "I know you are, baby. It's all forgiven. Clean slate." he kissed her cheeks, then said, "Now go on down to the living room, I rented Dirty Dancing and we can order pizza."

      Her eyes lit up and she tip-toed up to kiss him. "You're the best, Daddy!" she told him, before beginning to put her panties back on.

     "What are you doing, little one?" he asked, a smile tugging at his lips.

     "Getting dressed!"

     "Did I tell you that you were allowed to put your clothes back on?" He smiled at the look of disbelief on her face.

     "But Daddy...aren't I allowed to?" her voice was small, soft.

     "No, you're not allowed to. You're going to spend the rest of the night with no clothes. You won't be needing them anyway." he grinned, and gave her a pat on the bottom. "Now go put that move in the player!"