After the beach (closed for Becaa57)

[Bluntitis]

When I arrive to pick you up, I see that you didn’t understand my massage. You wear a blouse and a nice pair of sand-colored pants. Every customer is accepted but it's a bit of a fancy place, especially on Sundays. I get out to open the passenger-side door. I hug you and kiss you on the cheek like nothing has happened. Bruno barks from the back of the car. He is obviously also glad to see you.

“You look great. Let’s go for a short walk and our first public appearance! just a coffee or a glass of wine. I am glad you are fond of dogs. Labradors are family dogs. He will accept you easily as member of the family!”

After a half hour drive we arrive at the hunting lodge. We park and start our hike. I enjoy the walk and your presence close to me. I don’t have the urge to talk. Does that feel weird to you?

 

[Becaa57]

I can see the disappointment in your eyes when you pick me up. I get in the car and have a squirming happy Bruno in my lap. He is obviously a happy dog. You take us to a lodge, that I'd only heard about before and suddenly realize what you had meant by dress elegantly.
"I can't go in here dressed like this, I don't want to embarrass you, I'm sure they have a dress shop in here, can I buy a new outfit for this? I want to be special. Please"

 

[Bluntitis]

I am not disappointed at all. What is elegantly dressed when you wear hiking boots? Anyway I don't mind what we do, I like to be together. The whole day in bed is also fine with me. I make a joke about it.

"You failed the assignment. Daddy is not mad, just al little dissapointed. You've got to make it up to daddy."

On a more serious note, I continue: "No, we haven't time to shop as well. Bruno has to streach his legs, that's most important. We can pick up ice cream on the back. There will be some time left to stay at your home. Don't forget that I like to be together. What we do isn't that important to me. You could introduce your home to Bruno.'

 

[Becaa57]

I'm relieived when you say ice cream around back
Hugging your arm. I smile and say
"Ok Daddy I will make it up to you, maybe later today"
"Lets stretch our legs, yours, mine and most of all Burnos' He is very ready"
Taking your hand
"Lead on Daddy"

 

[Becaa57]

We walk away from the lodge, you leading Bruno, me walking beside the two of you. Loving how it feels to be with you.

 

[Bluntitis]

I'm waiting for you to catch up with me. "What were you thinking? Give me your hand, I like to lead the way."

Walking with you, hand in hand, brings back memories. I used to walk here with my daughters. They are teenagers now, not wanting physical contact with their dad. When we cross a stream you slip on a wet stone and I grab your hips to catch you. You fall back against my chest. I forget to let go of your hips when your balance is restored. It feels good to hold you this way. You must have felt but don't show it. After crossing the steam you grab my hand and we continue our way. Bruno doesn't notice what is going on between us. He runs around happily.

 

[Becaa57]

I felt so safe in your arms when I slipped, thinking he will protect me, like a real dad would. We keep hiking hand in hand when the trail is wide enough, taking turns leading otherwise. "I think Bruno is having the most fun out here!!!, thank you for bringing him with us"
After walking for an hour or so, we stop, you look at your watch and say better head back.
"Ok Daddy, lets head back"
The walk back is very quiet, both of us thinking what's next. Bruno not wanting to head back right away but catches up to his master.

 

[Bluntitis]

I notice you call me "daddy". After I made the joke that daddy was disappointed you came closer to me. Walking hand in hand. It's challeging to call you "daughter" and myself "daddy".

We buy some ice cream and take it with us to your home. Bruno gets a bowl of water.

I look at you and say "Your daddy is a little disappointed about this afternoon. What should an obedient daughter do to please her daddy????" I slab you firm on your bottom. My cock gets harder in my pants. I hadn't expected this physical reaction.

 

[Becaa57]

As we get back, and you say that 'Daddy is disappointed', but add a slap to my bottom, which I wasn't expecting, but was kind of fun.
"Well maybe another what you just gave me daddy? turning so you have more access to my bottom, but just one!!!"

 

[Bluntitis]

I give you a firm slab to your bottom on the other side.

“That will teach you daughter”.

After a hug and a paw from Bruno it is time to leave. I must be home before my wife and the kids arrive. Time to process what has happened this weekend. Thinking how to discipline my daughter.

 

[Becaa57]

I watch you two drive away, then go up to my place. Rubbing my bottom, thinking ok, didn't think he'd smack me again. Shaking my head with a laugh. Before I head to bed I text you.
"Thanks for a wonderful day, I loved meeting Bruno hope to see him again
Goodnight from your chastised daughter "
I know that he has to spend time with his family, so I make plans with a girl friend. Wondering if I will tell her what's going on.

 

[Bluntitis]

I take a shower when my wife is sleeping. She was exhausted after a weekend at her parents' house. We have agreed that I will be home for the next few days when the children come home from school. While I wash myself, I think back to the slaps I gave you on your bottom. My cock is getting rock hard. It stands straight up, the head completely exposed. If I were to jerk myself off I would shoot in no time a big load of cum against the shower screen. I decide not to waste my seed. It isn't easy, but thinking of the presentation for the zoning committee tomorrow my erection decreases.

I see your text and text back before I go to bed:
"Behave yourself, daddy is proud of his handsome daughter ".

 

[Bluntitis]

Monday and Tuesday I have a lot to think about. Our relationship is developing rapidly. I feel appreciated by you, we have the same humor and there is a physical attraction. The father role suits me, I just don't know if I'm strict enough. Does my daughter deserve a spanking after bad or good behavior? What if she does it for the sake of it? I don't know yet what my course of action will be.

On Tuesday evening I text you:
"Dear daughter, miss you so much. Tomorrow late afternoon I can come by and have dinner together. Will you behave well until then? Just let me know if it doesn't fit."

 

[Becaa57]

I read you text, then decide to take my shower. Thinking over the day, most of all the spanking. Asking myself why did I suggest another spank?? Crazy. I was no stranger to being spanked. My parents were big believers in it, although it was my dad who did the spanking. Bare bottom if mom wasn't home, over my panties if she was. Up until just after my 12th birthday, when I was bare bottom over his knee, he was about half way through when he yelled and pushed me off him. His leg was bloody, at first I thought he hurt himself, then realized it was me. I just had my first menstrual cycle start. He sent me to my room, where I waited for mom, using a wash cloth to catch the blood. She came in, talked to me, helped clean up the blood. When she asked about my panties, I had to confess I wasn't wearing any. She didn't say much, just gave me a pad and helped me get it in place. But that was the last time he ever spanked me. I heard a lot of yelling later on.
After I dry off and just before bed, I get your text, about dinner tomorrow. Smiling when you ask if I'll behave.
"Hi Daddy
That will work, I'm having lunch with some friends in town, but will be home by dinner. And don't worry, I'm usually a good girl" I head to bed, thinking about this new man in my life.
The next day I head out to meet my friends at a little cafe we all like. I met them shortly after I arrived and we hit it off right away. They tease me and call me snowflake because I'm still as they call it Pure. They are surprised that I'm in as good a mood as I am, because last they'd heard was when my ex left. Strange that was just a few days ago, but now a ancient memory. They guessed I met someone new, but I knew I couldn't explain you. So I said, no, not really. I just realized the other relationship had run it's course, so while I cried, it was only that one day. Then we said goodbye, promising to meet again in a couple weeks.
I get back to my place, grab a quick shower, and ponder what to wear. I pull out a very nice dress, nicer then I would normally wear. Hose and heels. I'm ready and waiting by 5:30

 

[Bluntitis]

I am glad to see you again. Uncertain how we go on. My friend John, the owner of the cabin, is my alibi. He knows I have a extinguished marriage and need some air occasionally. He doesn’t ask much questions.

You look stunning in pantys and high heels. The young woman that is walking towards me isn’t daddy’s little girl anymore. This feels different. I gives me a clue of what you are searching for. You present yourself more as a young lady exploring her femininity. Well, daddy can help you with that too!

We go to a little Italian restaurant close by. It’s not crowded and I guide you to a table in a corner. Intimate and a little hidden from view. Not much chance of being spotted by acquaintances here. In the middle of conversation I feel the need to tough you. I strech my arm under the table and stroke your tight. You keep on talking as if nothing happens. When I'm halfway down your thigh, you squeeze your legs together. Sign for me to stop. I pull my arm back while blinking. Letting you know I got the massage. I see a trace of disappointment in your eyes. Would you have liked to continue with this?

 

[Becaa57]

I can see you approve of this outfit as I walk up. You look very nice as well.
"Hi! I'm glad you could get out"
They seem to know you at the restaurant and lead us to a table in the back. Kind of in the quiet are. You sit me down, then sit kitty corner.
While we are chatting, I feel you hand on my thigh, close enough to the knee that I'm ok with it I guess. I try not to jump or react too much as we chat about the weather. We just keep chatting about things. I tell out about my lunch with my friends. When you start moving you leg up my thigh, I stop you when you reach the hemline of my dress. I'm getting flashbacks of my dad for some reason. I clamp my legs together and you take the hint.
After you put your hand on the table, I reach out and grab it, squeezing it softly.
Our food arrives and we start to eat.

 

[Bluntitis]

Halfway through dinner, two Italian boys come and sit diagonally next to us. They order pizza. One of the two looks good. He is trained, has a broad chest and trained upper arms. In the middle of our conversation, I've lost your attention. You look at him and smile. I feel jealousy rising, the potential he radiates! He is a young stallion! He is ready to ride you! I look at you with jealous, you smile guiltily at me.

You haven't gone unnoticed. He buys a rose from a rose seller who walks through the restaurant. I feel a little hurt and ignore the rose seller when he points at you. "Sir, a beautiful rose for this beautiful lady!" The boy comes to me and says "Hello sir, may I offer your daughter this rose?". He turns to you, introduces himself as “Enzo”, As he hands you the rose, he asks if he can go out with you. You reply that you will consider his offer. He gives you his phone number. It takes a while before we continue our conversation.

You know I didn't like this! When we leave the restaurant, you leave the rose on the table.

 

[Becaa57]

As we exit the restaurant. I take your hand. "I'm sorry about that!!! and don't worry not planning on calling him. I've been around guys like Enzo." As we walk, I can tell you are still upset about it. But not sure what to say.
"Would you have wanted me to tell him, you're not my Dad? Daddy?"

 

[Bluntitis]

“That’s certainly not what I intended. I am used to the idea that you are my daughter. But I can’t stand the thought that Enzo the stallion will mount you from behind. I see his balls dangling up and down in front of me while his shaft pumps my daughter’s little cunt.”

 

[Becaa57]

"Ohhhh Daddy!!!! Don't worry that will never happen I promise!!!! I'm not in the least attracted to him, finding out that I prefer older men"
Thinking about what you said
"Really Daddy in front of you????"

 

[Bluntitis]

“I will remind you of that. Don’t fool around with that kind of smooth boys. When we are home you deserve to be spanked”.

As soon as we arrive at your apartment I'm going to stand next to the couch and command you to bent over the armrest. I lift your dress and slap your bottom. Dramatically, I shout: “Leave it out of your mind to mess around with slick guys!”.
I slap you firm but not with the intention to really hurt you. I feel your bottom bounce up and down. It arouses me. I would like to comfort you by taking you in my arms and kissing you all over your body. You start crying intensely. At first I think I have really hurt you. But you started crying after the spanking stopped.

I ask you: “Becca what is wrong? Did I hurt you or is something else bothering you?”

 

[Becaa57]

I collapse on the couch, my skirt still up, but my legs curled up.
"It's confusing to me!!! I'm not sure, but when you had your leg on my thigh in the restaurant made me think of my dad. He used to give me spankings too, bare bottom ones. Just the way you were touching me, made me think of him. Then here where you just make me bend over the couch to spank me, I was both surprised and wondering why you hadn't pulled down my panties!!! God!!! I don't know what to think!!!!"

 

[Bluntitis]

I regret what has happened. I sit next to you and lay your head in my lap. I stroke your hair and speak reassuringly to you.
“Becca I regret what your father did to you and that my actions triggered this reaction. Your father should never have lifted your panties! Why don’t you know what to think? Do you think I should have pulled your pantys down as well!!!”

 

[Becaa57]

I cuddle up to you, your hand stroking my hair and soft words helping me relax.
"I know he shouldn't have, really but it's something he did, and I accepted it, didn't even tell my mom he did. She found out, when I started a period, while over his lap!!!, once she found out it was ended"
Taking a quivering breath, turning to lay flat on your lap looking up at you.
"I think part of why you remind me of my dad is that you spank, even though I know you're not my dad"

 

[Bluntitis]

“This is complicated for me. I don’t understand. Being spanked while you are having your period must be degrading. So I suppose me spanking you started as a joke, but we should stop it immediately. If you like to be corrected we can do that in different ways. How I don’t know yet, but we will see. Or is there a relation between you having your period, your virtuality and me?”