Daddy chuckled to himself. I didn’t appreciate your attitude on Friday night. I was sobbing into my panty gag at the end. “Now how about being late coming home from Cindy’s? “I think it’s best if you get your bar of soap as well for this, young lady,” Daddy suggested. “Only one more, Kitten. I put my list to the side and unhooked my bra. “Hhmm…. My body shuddered, practically on the edge of orgasm. No bare bottom spanking tonight! You’re 24 years old, Krissy. That ought to encourage you to hurry home,” Daddy decided as he bent my leg up and began the 15 lashes with the belt to my feet. Daddy’s proud of you,” he soothed in a loving voice. And I would walk around with you for hours so that hundreds of people could see what a naughty girl you are,” Daddy informed me, picking up the flogger I had selected.
