This is the image that sparked the inspiration for this post, but there were FAR too many that did so you'll see them sprinkled about through this story.
Is not a swollen, throbbing, hot & sore behind the dream of all brats being sternly sent off to bed?
It certainly is for this one!
(yes, I know, Daddy reads this and I am really setting myself up for some trouble - he's already recreated ImageImpression #1 as I was very late to start dinner and had the audacity to blame him for being too busy with his work to tell me it was time to do it!)
Over the years there have been a few ideal post-inspection/pre-bedtime spankings. Most of them punishment for some infraction or other that occurred during the day but was unable to be addressed at the time. Some, because I broke my Rule #4 (Go to bed on time) ...
It is thus, that I imagined when searching for these images. Enjoy!
She knew that Daddy would be coming to bed much later than usual as he had told her so. He had work that absolutely had to be finished before the morning so he had her into his study early for her bedtime inspection and sent her straight off after with a warning of lights out when the clock struck eleven.
It wasn't like she even intended to break the rules and stay up. She got into what she was reading on her Kindle - okay, so she was reading stories that proper girls should NOT be reading, especially before bed - and simply let the time get away from her. If Daddy hadn't forgotten something on his dresser that he needed, she would never even have gotten caught.
The door opened so slowly she didn't even hear it. He was trying to be quiet so he wouldn't wake her, especially since she had a full day ahead and was never very well behaved if she didn't get enough sleep. He stood in the doorway for a full half-minute before she saw him standing there, not looking very happy, at all.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, missy? Do you have any idea what time it is?" He asked roughly.
As with all questions Daddy asks, the rare questions, it was rhetorical. It took a few seconds until she remembered that anytime Daddy punished at bedtime was *always* worse than any other time of the day. He was least willing to put up with any nonsense or time wasting and after a long, possibly frustrating day, was less likely to care about any excuses or pleadings. Being bad at bedtime was the worst.
"I'll tell you what time it is - it's time for you to get those pajamas down and get across my lap. I'll teach you to take advantage this way and be so blatantly defiant. I'm going to give you a good hard spanking and you can believe that you'll be ready to go to sleep when I'm done with you ... Now move it!" He scolded.
"No Daddy! I swear I didn't do it on purpose. I was just reading and didn't notice the time. Honest!" She tried.
"Not my problem," Daddy returned. "You know the rules. You broke them. Now I'm going to wear your little ass out - do NOT make me tell you to get over here again"
She walked over to where he sat on the bed, trembling, rightly, and as slowly as she could she lowered her pajama bottoms and panties. If Daddy was still working he certainly didn't have time for a slow, buildy "settle-her-down" spanking as is the custom for pre-sleep punishments.
He shot her a dirty look and pointed to his lap.
She crawled over his knees and grabbed a hold of the bed cover before he ever delivered the first spank. That she disobeyed the rules AND was now keeping him from finishing his work so he could go to sleep, was a pretty serious infraction and she knew it.
[SMACK] "If you cannot be trusted to shut the lights and go to sleep when you're supposed to..." [SMACK][SMACK][SMACK][SMACK]
Daddy chastised as he spanked, "then from now on you're going to go to sleep immediately"
[SMACK][SMACK][SMACK][SMACK]
"no more unwind time for you, little girl - it's lights out as soon as I send you!"
[SMACK][SMACK][SMACK][SMACK]
The strong and sharp slaps, first on one cheek and then the other - on her cold, bare bottom echoed in her ears. She didn't even have a pillow to cry into - and crying out during a spanking was a big no-no.[SMACK][SMACK][SMACK][SMACK] "Apparently I haven't been paying enough attention to this behind so starting tonight we're going to change all that", he continued. [SMACK]
"Stand up." Daddy stated strongly. "I think more than a hand spanking is called for here."
Unintentionally, her hands went to her hot bottom and before she could realize what she was doing and stop, he caught the movement from the corner of his eye.
"Oh, you did NOT just try to rub that spanked ass, did you?!"
She froze while it sunk in...
He grabbed her arm and yanked her back across his lap.
[THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP]
"You've earned yourself a good dose of this hairbrush now, missy." Daddy said as she kicked and wriggled over his knee to try and avoid the stinging cracks on her already tender bum.
[THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP]
"You KNOW better than to try and rub a punishment away," he started, "DON'T YOU!"
[THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP]
"Yes Sir! I didn't mean it! I'm sorryyyyyy! Please!" she cried piteously.
[THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP]
"Oh, well you're going to be very sorry before we're finished here, girl, you've still got the belt to look forward to!" Daddy threatened. Not, idly.
[THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP]
"PLEASE SIR" she cried harder, "I promise I won't ever do it again! Please!!"
He paused for a second, "No. No you won't or you will have this..." [THWAP] "... whenever you do" [THWAP] "and it will be more than a couple dozen!"
[THWAP] [THWAP] [THWAP] "Now get yourself up and lay across that bed - time to get back to what you are actually being punished for."
Despite the searing pain in her behind and the tears blinding her eyes, she leapt off his lap like a shot. Not that she was looking forward to the strapping that was coming, but anything was better than an angry Daddy with a hairbrush in his hand and her bare bottom over his knee.
She took her place, face down on her tummy, her hot red ass pointed to the sky. Completely vulnerable to whatever he wanted to inflict. This time, she had a second of forethought as he took the heavy belt from the hook in the closet and grabbed her pillow to hug and sob into.
"You're going to be sleeping on your tummy tonight, I can promise you that..." Daddy offered as he doubled the belt over and gripped it tightly. "You cry into that pillow - I don't want to hear it - but don't you dare break your position or we're starting over from the hand spanking!"
[CRACK]
The thick belt fell across both cheeks, dead center - right where the hairbrush had created patches of white that would soon turn such pretty shades of purple.
"You should be ashamed of yourself being so disobedient," Daddy lectured, "I thought I was past having to beat your little ass for these kinds of things..."
[CRACK]
"I'm sorry Sir... I won't ever do it again I promise... I'm so sorry" she managed before finally breaking down into the sobs that said this whalloping was finally getting through to her.
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
He stopped for a brief moment when he remembered there was work waiting to be finished and he couldn't stay up here punishing his little girl all night -although he would have happily done so if it meant the results he expected and the lesson she needed was learned.
As he'd done with and throughout all his punishments, Daddy knew when to adjust the severity level so his brat could withstand a lengthy punishment. He would bring her to the threshold of her tolerance ... go just beyond it ... then issue some interim, less severe, licks to *even out* the pain and allow the harder ones to sink in and do their marking and reminding (sometimes for days) job.
"Look at me, you defiant little brat..." he commanded as he walked to the other side of the bed. She lifted her tear-stained face and gazed up with the puffy eyes and quivering pout he knew indicated his efforts had been effective.
"... Good." Daddy concluded. "And you won't forget this belting anytime soon, I'm sure."
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
"Ow! Daddy Pleaseeeeeeee!" she wailed, then softened.
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
He didn't stop just yet - he couldn't. Once the tears and humility begin, the only way to ensure a genuine point is made is to spank beyond the tears until the discipline is accepted and the brat submits to the punishment without further excuses, protests or excessive fidgeting.
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
[CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK] [CRACK]
Daddy also thought about making her count the last few strokes, but it was before bedtime and she'd entered into that surrendered and exhausted state from the effort of withstanding and absorbing the beatings. He thought it best to just send her directly to bed where she could cry herself to a deep and freeing sleep.
"This better be [CRACK] the last time I have to punish you for staying up past your bedtime, Missy." [CRACK] You have your rules for a reason [CRACK] and I expect them to be obeyed, [CRACK] do you understand?"
It took her a minute to compose herself enough to answer before offering a meek, "Yes Sir, Daddy."
He walked over to the closet to rehang the belt. She didn't dare reach behind her to soothe the pulsating burn in her bottom but, instead, brought her hands to her face to wipe the blubbering from it.
"Now lights OUT!" He commanded as he opened the door to leave and shut the switch.
She scrambled over to her spot in the bed and curled up.
When she heard his footfalls on the stairs she rubbed her swollen cheeks and was grateful to drift off to sleep.
No, it certainly wasn't worth ever being bad at bedtime.
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~xo
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