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Amelia Queen who is 17 years old , suffered all her life as a child. Her parents died in a car accident so she was forced to be with her selfish grandparents who didn't...
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Brooklyn was sleeping in her crib and daddy came to get brooklyn up for the day and change brooklyn diaper and so brooklyn could play...
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"I love you babygirl"
"I love you too daddy so much"
My babygirl has been here for a few weeks now and things have been going great I haven't had to punish her once. But the second she woke up this morning I knew today was gonna be the day she got her first one. "Princess come on baby wake up" I say shaking her. "No I'm sleepy". I take the blanket off her. "Come on baby you need to wake up and eat breakfast." I say calmly. She then throws her stuffie at me. "We do not throw!" I say sternly. "We do not throw" she says mocking me. "Do you want a spanking!" She gets up angrily and walks down stairs. "That's what I though." I follow her downstairs and set her in her highchair. I cut up her pancakes and put them on a princess plate fill her mermaid sippie cup up with juice. I set them in front of her. I pick up her fork and start to feed her. As I'm feeding her she is still grumpy. "Baby if your good for me then after breakfast and bath time we can go and get you a new stuffie when we go shopping today" her face lights up. "Ok daddy" she smiles and then eats her food with no problems. I carry her upstairs for her bath. I undress her and set her in. I start to wash her body. After bath I get her dressed. "Stuffie now daddy?" She asks. "Yes baby come on" she jumps up and down and we run to the car. I drive her out of town and we go to a specific ddlg store. We walk in and she sees a bunch of people just like her. She smiles and sees the stuffies. She grabs my hand and drags me "daddy come on" she squeals. I laugh and we go to the stuffies. "I want this one, and this one, and this one, and this one, and ohhh this one too!" She says and grabs a bunch of stuffies. "Only one babygirl" I say and she just some back. "Daddy please can I get these three I can't choose between them!" She begs. "No princess only one, we can get the other ones another time." She pouts. "Daddy pleaseeeeee!" She shouts. "No pick one and let's go" I say sternly. "NO I WANT THEM ALL!!" She shouts at me. "Either pick one or were going and your not getting anything" I say sternly. She sits on the ground and starts kicking her feet. "ME WANT THEM ALL" she screams and cries. "Fine put them all back" I say and go to grab them from her. She hits my hand away. "No daddy!" I hit my last straw, I grab them from her and then put them away and I pick her up. "That's it were leaving" she starts screaming and crying and kicking trying to get out of my arms. "Enough do you want me to bend you over and spank you right now in the store? Cause I will!" I say angrilly. She stops immediatly. "That's what I thought" I say and then we walk out of the store. -------------*------------- When we get home I take her out of her carseat and then we walk inside. I set her down and sit on the couch and pat my lap. "Over" I tell her.
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"Over" daddy says to me. I get scared, daddy has never spanked me before. "Over here now little one" he says sternly. I don't want to get in more trouble so I slowly walk over to him and bend over his knee. He pulls my skirt up and tanks down my diaper. He starts rubbing my bum. "Do you know why your being punished princess?" he says in his daddy voice. "Cause I threw a fit in the store" I mumble. "Good job baby, now since this is your first punishment I'm only gonna give you 15 but I want you to count and say sorry daddy after each one understand?" He asks still rubbing my bum. "Yes daddy" I brace my self and then he raises his hand and I feel a sharp pain on my bum. "Fuck!" I say in pain. "You just added another 5 spanks baby no cursing." He says sternly. He then starts over.
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As daddy continues the pain gets worse at around 15 I start crying loudly. "Your doing so good baby" daddy says to me. "No more please daddy" I cry loudly. "Baby you still have five more but I'll make them quick ones sweety" he says calmly. And then quickly smacks my bum 5 more times.
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" 20, sorry daddy." At this point I'm a crying mess. Daddy lays me on the couch and then goes for a minute I continue crying into the couch cushion loudly. Daddy then comes back with a cream and he starts rubbing it on my bum. After a minute he slides my diaper back on and pulls my skirt down. He picks me up and cuddles me in his arms, and rock me. "You did so good baby I'm so proud of you or taking your punishment like a big girl" he coos. I cuddle into him and then fall asleep in his arms.
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It’s happened again. I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing…and at this point, I don’t care anymore. It’s starting to feel good for me. I can’t just summarize what He did…I have to give every gory detail about the occurrence. Call it venting. Call it therapy. I just need to let someone know so that it doesn’t devour my soul. Although my innocence has been taken from me, a part of me feels like I deserve it. But let me stop rambling on, and begin my story.
It happened a few days ago. Daddy had come home from the hospital. He had just had surgery on His right shoulder to correct it. He told me what He had gotten fixed, but I zoned out at all of the medical terms He had spewed at me. All I got was that there was a ball out, and that it had to be returned to the socket, whatever that means. He had been bed-ridden this whole time, with nothing but the T.V. and his pills to keep Him company. At the same time, spring break had started. I wanted to do normal things high school girls my age did: go to the mall, hang out with friends, go to the movies then talk about boys, etcetera. Unfortunately for me, that didn’t happen. Daddy wanted me to stay by His side so that I could take care of Him.
During this time, my mom was out of town for some psychiatric conference. She was always out of town, so I was used to this.
I was used to it. But I hated it. It meant being alone with Him.
Thinking back to that occurrence, I feel my stomach churning, and bile rising up my throat. Sadly, I also felt the core in between my legs tingling. It angers and shames me to think about it…but I know I have to finish this.
It was night, and I was making dinner for Daddy and myself. Nothing fancy, just something simple and out of the freezer. I’m not a very good cook, so I made something fool-proof. I was standing in the kitchen over the stove, stirring up some Bertolli pasta dinner, when I heard footsteps. It sounded clumsy, and I knew He was coming. He staggered into the dining area, which was attached to the kitchen, and sat down at the dinner table. Daddy looked a frightful mess. He was topless, only wearing a black, blue, and red checkered pajama pants. His short straight blond hair was tousled, slightly greasy; evidence that He hadn’t showered in a day or two. He hunched on the dinner table, took a deep breath, and exhaled sharply, His bandaged arm/shoulder moving as He breathed. His face looked tired, worn…He looked older and more fragile than I have ever seen Him. I almost felt sorry for Him.
I looked back down on the pasta I was cooking. The ice particles were starting to melt. It just needed to be covered and simmer for about ten minutes. I walked over to the dish washer, and bent over to pick up the lid for the frying pan. I then covered the pasta, and reduced the heat to medium-low. Afterwards, I walked over to my Daddy to see if I could make Him feel better. With Him being in this condition, I figured He should be safe.
Or so I believed…
I walked over to Him, and sat down next to Him on the dinner table. With my left hand, I caressed the side of His cheek, along with His strong jaw line. Daddy was a very handsome man. I could see how my mother fell in love with Him. He used to be so kind and gentle. He would never have been able to hurt even a bee. Looking at Him now, I missed the kind of man He used to be, and out of nowhere a memory popped up. I was about five years old. I ran home crying because some boys in the neighborhood didn’t want to play with me because I was a girl, and they kept teasing me that I had cooties. I ran to my Daddy. He carried me, and assured me that one day, boys like that will be chasing me to play with them. At the time, I didn’t know what He meant, but it felt good and comforting being in His arms. After I had calmed down, He carried me over to the piano, and played something while keeping me encapsulated in His arms. As He played, I drifted off to sleep. After time had passed, He carried me to my room, and tucked me into bed. He kissed my forehead, and told me that I was His favorite little girl, and that He would always love me, even if boys made me cry. I fell asleep almost immediately, wishing that one day, I would meet a boy like my Daddy.
Looking at Him from the dinner table, I felt pain envelop my heart. I miss the man who once promised that He would love me even if boys made me
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