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I am dragged into your study by my upper right arm. Your firm grip is a constant reminder of the power you have over me. The door is closed now and I stand in front of you as you frown down at me. I feel like an eight year old who has been caught stealing cookies just before dinner, not like an eighteen year old at all. You always had that power to make me fully understand my impending punishment with one stern look.

You keep staring into my eyes until I have no option but to look away in shame. I have broken one of the house rules. The rules that you set in order for me to keep living under your roof rent free. And I’m already sorry. I begin to tell you that, “Daddy, I-“ but you silence me. “You know how I feel about smoking, especially in the house.” I try and apologise again, but your angry expression silences me again, “Bend over young lady.”

Inwardly cringing I comply, getting into the position that you have spanked me in so many times; bending over so my fingers are interlaced behind my knees. In this position I feel completely submitted to the punishment. I can feel you standing behind me as you pull my pyjama bottoms down to my knees. I hope that this is it, but deep down I know it isn’t. As if you read my mind you then hook your fingers into the top of my baby pink panties and slip them down to meet my pj bottoms.

I hear you step back and my cheeks blush in shame; I can feel the cool air of your ceiling fan dancing over my most private of places and I know you can see everything as I stand before you. I could jump up and beg you to reconsider, but I know it would be a useless thing to do. So I prepare myself for the first swat.

Instead of spanking me immediately you say, “I’m gonna give you ten good swats.” That means you’re going to use the paddle. I almost jump up here, but my self control and shame at breaking the rules I promised to keep hold me down. Instead I just breathe shakily and await my punishment like a good girl.

I see you reach up behind his desk and bring down the wooden paddle he keeps for occasions like this. “I never want to see you smoking ever again. I must spank you so you understand how serious I am about this. To emphasize my point after each smack I want you to count, and you’re going to say ‘Smoking is naughty, and I will never do it again.’”

SMACK

“Ow!” The stinging isn’t bad at first, but it begins to tingle across my bare bottom, “One, sir. Smoking is naughty, and I will never do it again.”

SLAP

“Ah! Two, sir-“ My voice begins to shake as the blow lands right on top of the last, “Smoking is naughty, and I will never do it again.” I jiggle my legs as the sting begins to hurt.

SPANK

“AH! Threeee, sirrr!” My whole body begins to shiver as I try to take the stinging pain of the paddle. My pj bottoms and knickers accidentally slip down my calves and land at my ankles, “Smoking is naughty... and I will never... do it again...”

SMACK

I sob as this stroke reddens my pale skin, “Ah-ow! Four.. sir! Smoking is naughty- never- Smoking is naughty, and I’ll never do it again!” I trip over my words as my bottom begins to glow red.

SPANK

“Ahhh! Owww! Fiiive- sir-“ I begin, snivelling and trying not to burst into tears. I hear the study door open and glance over my shaking shoulder; mummy has come in. She must have heard my spanking, and wanted to watch. You tell her why I’m being punished and she tuts, sitting down behind me to watch the show. I continue, “-Smoking is naughty,” I sob, “and I’ll never do it again!”

SLAP

You spank my left cheek and I squeal, “Ow- OW! Six, sir...... smoking is naughty and I’ll never do it again!”

SPANK

“AHHH-OW!” My legs are shivering uncontrollably as the spanking spreads it’s firey sting around my lower half in a dull throb, “Seven-sir....... Smoking is naughty, and I won’t ever do it again!”

SMACK

This stroke is the hardest so far and I sob. Collecting myself I say, “Eight, sir...” My voice rises and trails off into small sobs, “Smoking is... naughty... and I will never do it again...”

SLAP

“Ahhhh!” My voice shakes almost as much as my body does, “Nine, sir! Smoking is naughty and I’ll never do it again.” I feel better knowing that the next will be the last spank and prepare for it to be a big one. I feel the cold wood resting on my bottom as you aim the last spank.

SMACK

“Ow! Ten, sir.....” It was a big one. My voice wavers as I repeat my line, “Smoking is naughty and.... I will never... do it again...”

I stay in position as you hang up the paddle. “You will now remain in this position for ten minutes. When I come back you may go to your room. I hope you’ve learned your lesson. It was all for the good of your health.” You says in a soft voice. You and mummy leave the room and I snivel, feeling very sorry for myself and hating cigarettes. I really won’t smoke ever again!