Subject: STORY: Firm Father by Koala Bear
From: Koala Bear <Woody@Lava.net>
Date: 23 Nov 1997 18:28:07 -0800
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I am the father of four very beautiful teenage daughters, and while I love them dearly, I am a strong advocate of strict discipline. My girls all spend occasional and sometimes lengthy sessions over my knees, while I spank their bare behinds with a switch, a hairbrush, or my hand. Mostly I use my hand, because I believe that the best way to administer a sound spanking to a naughty young woman is bare hands on bare buttocks!
For several reasons, a hard hand spanking on the unprotected bottom is the quickest way to straighten out a disobedient and willful young lady. One of the main reasons is that a spanking is a very powerful and personal interaction between parent and child. Although my daughters are hardly children, being 16, 17, 18 and 20, they do exhibit varying degrees of maturity. It is my responsibility to discipline them and to teach personal responsibility.
When one of my girls is lying across my lap and receiving a spanking, there is the warm and intimate contact of father and daughter, body to body, hand to bottom. As my big hand slaps her cheeks, each spank hurts terribly, but the contact of flesh on flesh confirms her misbehavior, and reminds her of my abiding love and real concern that she understands the consequences of her wrong actions.
Secondly, a bare bottom hiding is more efficient, because more painful. Fewer spanks are required to guarantee a tender behind that will serve as a painful reminder for a few hours! Also, an uncovered bottom allows the severity of the punishment to be judged to a nicety, as the buttocks turn pink and then red under my rapidly slapping hand.
Although the skimpy panties preferred by modern young women would seem to offer scant protection from my punishing smacks, my daughters all agree that there is a painful difference without! Whenever I spank them, they always beg me not to remove their undergarments, although they all know with certainty that I will.
Sometimes I do forget to remove the culprits' panties. In my upset at her carelessness or disobedience, I turn the girl over my knees, throw up her dress, or drag down her jeans, and begin walloping her pantied bottom with all my might.
As the spanking progresses, and my actions begin to have effect, I suddenly realize that she is not properly bared. Yanking her panties to her knees, I continue the punishment on her bare bottom, spanking with more force to make up for lost time. This procedure always elicits fresh howls and screams, as my hard palm connects more firmly with her sensitive buns, already pink from the earlier strokes.
Now totally unprotected, the twin cheeks begin to turn a deep red under the onslaught of my stinging slaps. By this stage of the spanking, she is bouncing and heaving over my knees, her hot bottom rising to meet my descending hand. Each slap echoes like a pistol shot, and brings forth fresh sobs, pleadings and howls. When I finally stop, the culprit hangs limply over my lap, totally chastised, bottom burning, and ready to apologize and obey my rules.