You probably don’t know this about me, but my Daddy used to have a fascination with spanking me. He would find any reason in the book to deem it appropriate for me to get a spanking. It was like a long, drawn out ritual that he would enjoy taking his time with. First he’d have me slowly undress myself in front of him, as he sat back and watched with excitement in his eyes. Then he’d have me turn around to slip my panties down. He’d quietly ask me to bend over so he could study my young ass and well, everything else of course. I was always so humiliated and he loved it. He loved how much it embarrassed me and how much it made me blush. Then he’d ask me to be a good girl and come lay across daddy’s lap, where he proceeded to massage my little butt. It was so tiny compared to his huge hand! I could also feel his cock underneath me and it was so hard. Rock hard. Throbbing even. Daddy loved spanking me. S much so that he couldn’t fight the urge to do more sometimes. I’ll gladly tell you a bit more about what would happen when he’d take me to my room.