Page 34 of Deep Daddy

‘I’ll put it down if you promise to stay with me!’ Sammy said, his voice full of bratty intent. ‘If you don’t, I’m going to… throw it.’

‘Nope, we’re not doing this,’ Harrison barked, his patience immediately wearing out at the thought of being dictated to by Sammy. ‘This is not acceptable whatsoever.’

Before Harrison could move, Sammy let the space station drop to the floor. Harrison knew that he had to act, and act quickly. This was no longer the time for patient words or reasoning. The boy needed a spanking, and a spanking he was most certainly going to get.

‘We do not throw and break things in this house,’ Harrison growled, taking Sammy by the hand and marching him over toward the couch. ‘And your little butt is about to find out why.’

‘But… I… this isn’t fair!’ Sammy spluttered, full of indignation as Harrison simply ignored him and proceeded to pull his tight red pajamas down over his milky-white butt cheeks and down toward his knees. ‘You suck! This all sucks!’

‘Save your complaints for someone without a backbone,’ Harrison said, firmly securing Sammy in position so that he couldn’t wriggle free. ‘I’m your Daddy and I’ll spank your bottom until its glowing so bright you can see it from another galaxy.’

And with that, Harrison brought his hand down onto Sammy’s left butt cheek.

There would be no warmup spanks, and certainly no easing into things.

Harrison knew that what the boy needed was a short, sharp punishment that would bring him back down from Planet Brat in the Sass Solar System.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

‘Owwwwweeeeeee!’ Sammy squealed, his butt turning bright red as Harrison administered a hard, rhythmic series of spanks. ‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry!’

‘I don’t doubt it,’ Harrison barked. ‘But you’ve got at least another six to go. So if I was you, I’d buckle up, boy.’

Harrison proceeded to deliver another six spanks of unerring accuracy. He could feel Sammy’s body tensing up and relaxing, attempting to wriggle and struggle his way to freedom. But it was no use. Harrison knew that he had his naughty boy locked in and free to punish as hard and as long as he deemed necessary.

‘It hurts so much,’ Sammy said, his left cheek wobbling as Harrison brought down another. ‘I… I… I wish the space station wasn’t broken...’

It was at this point that Harrison noticed Sammy stopping his attempts to wriggle free. The boy was accepting his punishment and learning his lesson. With this in mind, Harrison decided to deliver two more spanks to each cheek before bringing the punishment to an end. After all, the whole point of the spanking was to teach Sammy a lesson – and it appeared that this lesson was almost learned.

‘And that is just about… that,’ Harrison said, bringing one final clap of thunder down onto Sammy’s glowing butt cheeks. ‘Tell me, how do you feel?’

‘I feel hurty,’ Sammy said. ‘But… more than that, I feel sorry. I messed up. I’m sorry, Daddy.’

‘Apology accepted, little Sammy,’ Harrison said, releasing his hold on Sammy and standing up with the boy cradled in his arms. ‘Now let’s go and get that sweet little tushy all cooled down. And once we’re done with that, you can rebuild the space station while I get my fingers tapping on the keyboard. How does that sound?’

‘It sounds good,’ Sammy said, his voice quiet and full of humility.

With that, Harrison took Sammy in the bathroom and applied a thick, creamy layer of his finest cooling cream onto the boy’s throbbing buttocks. The two of them talked quietly and gently as Harrison made sure to cover each and every red blemish and inch of skin on Sammy’s perfectly round butt.

It might have been a painful lesson for Sammy to learn, but Harrison knew that it was the right thing to have done.

Being a Daddy wasn’t always about fun, sometimes there would need to be discipline and punishment.

And judging from the way that Sammy was smiling as Harrison worked the cooling cream in between the crack of his cheeks, even the stingiest punishment could still have an element of fun to it too…

Chapter 15

SAMMY