Daddy’s footsteps
Posted by Abel on 16 Oct 2007 at 08:09 am | Tagged as: Other Stuff
What had he said? “I want you to go to your room, so that you have some time to contemplate the magnitude of your misjudgement, before I come up to punish you.” Oh, she was contemplating, all right.
He hadn’t whipped her in three years now. Not since that summer afternoon in Devon, in the caravan, after she and Alice had both been hauled back from the pub. “After you specifically promised us not to go back.” But Alice was at Uni now. Not that she’d wish a share of this on her elder sister.
Her father’s footsteps on the stairs, undeniably. Surely she was too old? Surely he wouldn’t…. But when he entered the room, his hands were already reaching to his buckle.
I love it when ideas pop into my head with such clarity, to be polished and further perverted - even if it does then become a battle to transcribe the phrases before they float away.
I wonder what she’d done?
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“contemplate the magnitude of your misjudgement” = that’s a wobbly knees phrase to me!
Not sure what she’d done…but intend to give it serious consideration today, let’s hope my work doesn’t suffer… much!
The title alone is enough to give me shivers! More please!
H x
Well one Daddy’s “magnitude of misjudgement” is another Daddy’s “kids! who’d have ‘em”, but I’m thinking that her Daddy agreed to go to the Dean of the Law school to argue her case. OK, her results weren’t good, but she deserved another chance….however when he got in there with the Dean, Daddy learned for the very first time that his darling had barely attended a lecture all year…and there are no second chances for girls who don’t bother to even show up…and under the circumstances, right about now, as she hears Daddy footsteps on the stairs, the girl should be “shitting bricks” (as we Aussies sometimes like to say). (Well *I* don’t say that. As if….but it is a ‘colorful’ expression!!)
She deserves the belt all right, after having the misfortune of being caught eating at MacDonald’s yet again by her Daddy, Gordon Ramsay.
That really got to me! Great story!
Go to your’re room and think about what you’ve done is bad enough.. But with all the long words. Shudder.
Yes, use of words like those are definitely cause for wobbly knees and a churning stomach! I’m not even in trouble but those words are making me think, “help!”
If more words like that float into your head Abel do please share - even if we don’t find out what she’s done I’d love to know how she took the punishment.
Brad, 4 years older, and certainly not the sort who met daddy’s approval, arrived to see if she wanted to go to the Stephen Fretwell gig at the BarFly. Of course she did - it was a chance to be with Brad, but more importantly, it was a chance to be with him away from the gaze of her over-protective daddy.
“How do we get there?” she asks.
“Drive - we can take your dad’s car.”
“Err, I haven’t even got a provisional license yet - no way will I be able to borrow the car dingbat.”
“I can drive.”
“Your point being?”
“I’ll drive his car.”
“Oh, he is so not going to let you near his car.”
“Don’t tell him.”
She ponders. She desperately wants to go to the gig, she desperately wants time with Brad. Daddy never goes out on Fridays, and he will hardly go out to the garage tonight.
She bites her lip. “OK, lets do it.”
…..
They arrive back at 1.20a, and Brad comes in for “coffee”. The house was in darkness; the coast was clear. They creep into the lounge, turn the light on, and there is daddy, sitting in his armchair, He looks at Brad, who is frozen to the spot in the doorway, key fob dangling from his left hand. Daddy stands, saying nothing, walks over to Brad and grabs the keys, shakes his head and motions towards the front door. Brad leaves - quickly.
…..
As she waited in her room, anticipating a certain whipping, an awful thought struck her. Would she be repeating this in two weeks time when the penalty charge for driving in the bus lane arrives?
She still thought Brad was worth it, and knew he would be so interested in every detail of her ordeal.
Flipping heck gerrard…. that really is a misjudgement of some magnitude to contemplate!!
Brilliant scenario, but are girls ever that naughty really? Ones with Daddy looking out for them? I’d never ever have behaved like that when I was younger no matter what… and we all know she won’t be seeing Brad again no matter how much she thinks he’s worth it!
Off to look up Stephen Fretwell now…
Daddy was clearly quite right to spank a girl for her lack of taste in going to see Stephen Fretwell…
(We saw said gentleman supporting Keane a few years back, and were really disappointed).
Seems like Daddy scenarios really hit a nerve, a squirmy, pervy nerve. They are among my very favorites.
Dave the Perv.