“Bend over, Elsa-baby..” daddy says to me softly, and I know what’s coming. Daddy pulls my little panties down and softly touches my bottom. You like to prep my little ass for a spanking a certain way. You always start soft then build up, spanking me harder and harder. Eventually your hand starts hurting and you have to get the belt out. You pull it off of of your pants, loop by loop, letting it slip out and wrapping it around your fist. Smack – you make me count them. Smack #2! Smack #3! My legs were shaking so you take your necktie off and wrap it around my wrists so I can’t pull away. Smack #4 – Smack #5 – Smack 6 – You go on and on until my bottom is turning purple and that’s when you finally pull my panties back over my bottom. I thank you for my spanking, even though it hurt so bad. I love being your little bad girl and I deserve every single pop to my butt. What am I in trouble for tonight?