Daddy’s Good Sassy Girl

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Today I have a sexy, spanking hot excerpt–Sassy is reminiscing about Dylan spanking her for the first time and how they began their Daddy/little girl dynamic.  I’m pretty sure you’ll love it!

[pullquote align=”full” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]In desperation, as she felt herself going from sobbing to bawling, she turned her head and bit the side of his calf. [/pullquote]

She hadn’t done it hard enough to break the skin — she’d hoped — but it was sufficient to make him yelp and stop his hand from smacking her.

“Sassy?  Do you remember what I said?”

“N-no, I don’t.  It hurts.  I can’t do this anymore.”  She tried pushing herself off his lap only to be jerked back against him, his arm pinning her in a vice-like hold.

“Oh no, you don’t.  You’re not going anywhere.  I told you that if you didn’t behave these adorable little panties were coming down — and now they are.”  He hooked his finger into the elastic, jerking them down roughly to the backs of her knees.

The bite and sting of his hand had been nothing in comparison to the slaps he’d then laid down across her backside. She actually wouldn’t have been surprised to find out that she was bleeding, the pain was so intense.  She couldn’t remember the last time she had cried that hard, her head wagged from side-to-side, her hair ending up in her mouth, sticking to the tears coating her face.   She had lost all control of her movements, begging for him to stop, for it to end, and not receiving an ounce of mercy.

“You will not bite me ever again.  Are.  We.  Clear?”

[pullquote align=”left” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]“Yes, Daddy.  Yes, Daddy!”  The swats had finally ended, and she continued with her mantra until she realized that he was not her Daddy.[/pullquote]


She’d stopped pleading, crying, or even speaking, holding perfectly still, fearing she might actually die of embarrassment.  At that moment, the escape offered by such a death held a strange appeal to her.

“It’s all right, my sassy girl.  It’s all over.   You’re Daddy’s good girl again.”  He pulled her to stand, her panties falling to the floor.  “Let me pull your panties up, girlie.”

The elastic scraped across her bottom, making her hiss.  “Do you have a sore spanked bottom?”

“Y-you know I do. You d-did it!”  She scowled at him.  What a stupid question to ask while she had tears tracking down her face.

“Maybe I need to spank you some more?”  He tugged on her hand, trying to pull her over his knee again.

“N-no, please!  I’m sorry.”

“Are you?”  He reached over, retrieving a tissue and wiping her face dry.   “Tell Daddy why you have a sore, spanked backside. Unless you want your panties pulled down again, and you can tell me with that cute, red ass facing me.”

[pullquote align=”right” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]Sassy stared at him quietly the thought of standing with her bottom facing him mortified her. [/pullquote]

“I got spanked because I tried clocking Abby at the coffee shop and I bit you in the leg.  I’m sorry.”  She rubbed her bottom as she spoke the words.

“Yes, you did.   It was a dreadful thing to do, but you were spanked and spanked hard.  Are you going to be Daddy’s Good Sassy Girl?”  He pulled her hands away, enveloping them in his own.

At that moment, she’d felt so loved and cared for. Her eyes had welled up with tears again, and a little sob escaped as she said, “Yes, Daddy.”

He’d opened his arms for her and pulled her onto his lap.  From that point on, they had stayed in a Daddy and little girl relationship.   Brittney loved being his Sassy, and although she was punished for her sassiness if it went over the line into being disrespectful, she knew he loved her sassy mouth.

Shaking herself back to the present, Sassy pulled her pajamas on, quickly exiting the room to find her Daddy. The last thing she wanted was to have him find her and punish her before her discussion and spanking.   She never doubted — ever — that he cared for her, and wanted to help her become her best.

[pullquote align=”full” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]His methods weren’t exactly what she’d choose — most of the time — but thus far, his techniques had proven more than equal to the task.[/pullquote]

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