“Oooooow.” I howled and kicked my legs backwards. That really hurt! Much more than I had expected. Even through the cotton of my panties. Max’s broad hand had caught me square on my cheek and there was a lot of force behind it. He wasn’t playing around.
WHACK
“Ow... damn it Max.” I brought my hands backwards and tried to cover my ass, getting in the way of the next blow. But this didn’t impress him. He grabbed both my wrists in his spare hand and held them tight, forcing them up and away from my stinging ass.
WHACK
“Ow ow ow ow ow ow.” Shit. This time he connected right where he’d hit me once already. I felt a big red blossom of pain radiating outwards from the point of impact.
WHACK
I moaned. Both my ass cheeks were burning now. But the pain faded rapidly and once it was gone I was left with a lovely warm sensation that spread across my skin. I shuddered a little on Max’s lap and even allowed myself a little smile. I could tell my nipples were hard, straining against the soft fabric of my bra.
WHACK
WHACK
WHACK
With each blow I squirmed and struggled against him. Even though the sting faded the pain was beginning to build and become a little more uncomfortable. I tried to move my arms but he held me tight and my attempts to escape his hands amounted to nothing. “How are we doing now Kari? That’s ten. Halfway.” I tried to answer him firmly, but couldn’t hide the tremor in my voice. I was closer to tears than I’d realized and it took a lot for me to keep it together. “I’m f..f..fine Max .” I managed to stammer and he responded with an unconvinced grunt. “Let’s have a look at the damage shall we?” And before I could stop him Max had pulled my panties down over my ass. While the cool air was a relief I didn’t really know how I felt about this. Max, was kind of my father, I mean this all started because he wanted to call me Daddy and the fact that he was now looking at my bare ass was uncomfortable and embarrassing. And yet it also turned me on a bit. For a start I had a really nice ass. Tight and compact, but still nice and rounded. I regularly wore tight shorts to show it off and it got a lot of looks and may have been responsible for a traffic accident or two. I really liked the way I felt when people checked me out. But Max was... Max. The weird thing was also feeling really proud. I mean I’d struggled and tried to get him to stop, but the fact that my ass was now stinging and red made me proud that I was taking my punishment. It was weird and confusing. And then Max began to lazily drag his fingers across the hot skin of my reddened ass and it got even more confusing. “Hey... cut it out.” I squirmed against him unwilling to admit that cutting it out was the last thing I wanted. I actually wanted more. I tried to push my ass up and outwards, humping against the air a little in search of sensation.
SMACK
I screamed. Part of it was shock. But it also really, really hurt. I felt the tears begin immediately, welling in the corners of my eyes. They ran down my cheek and along my nose where they dripped on the wooden floor below my face. The sensation was infuriating and I longed to wipe my eyes and nose, but with my arms pinned behind my back I could not.
SMACK
This time I wasn’t so vocal. A cross between a scream and a grunt. Again Max paused and this time his wandering fingers found their way to the cleft between my legs, where my panties were bunched up against my pussy. I was wet. I could feel it. I don’t know if was him or the spanking but something was turning me on like nothing else. Again I felt this warped sense of pride. I had the urge to show Daddy how wet I was, how my spanking was turning me on. I wriggled on his lap and tried to pull my legs forward and spread them just a little bit. Trying to put my cute teenage pussy