Julie Spanked for Teasing Daddy!

So I finally got my comeuppance for all those times as a teen when I sat on Daddy's lap in only my panties and a thin white tank-top T-shirt and gave him a great big hug. What was I thinking???

Did I know what I was doing at that age? Absolutely. Did Daddy calmly give me a chaste hug, a kiss on my cheek, stand me up, and tell me to get dressed? Yes he did. Should I have received a proper spanking for that behaviour? Definitely yes!

I know many girls have this abstract "Daddy" fantasy. They call their boyfriends or husbands "Daddy" while having sex with them. That's a thing, right? I wouldn't actually know, as I have never had that discussion with another woman. I think that I may be a bit unique in going beyond the "abstract Daddy" and actually fantasizing about my actual Dad. That's something you absolutely don't discuss with anybody, except you guys of course.

It's not much of a secret that my husband reminds me a lot of my Dad. And the two of them get on famously. Tools and cars and booze and cigars and sports amongst other topics. In my book Julie's Spankings, I describe a bit the relationship between my Dad and my husband. That part is not fictional. David sort of rescued me, and my Mom and Dad were very glad to have it. They always saw David as the "grown-up" in the relationship, a notion I by no means disabused them of when I revealed to them that David had "spanking rights" over me and exercised them from time to time. They were not shocked to find out 😂.

I think it's basic psychology. A girl's later sexual preferences are patterned after her Daddy, especially if the daughter admires her Dad as I very much do. And I know that, according to Freud,

Freud described the feminine Oedipus attitude complex as a daughter's longing for her father and competition with her mother. The daughter possesses an unconscious desire to replace her mother as her father's sexual partner, [... This] is thought to take place during the phallic stage of psychosexual development, ages 3 to 6, during which time daughters spend more time with their fathers, flirting and practicing sexual behaviors without sexual contact.

In Freud's theory the child goes through stages of sexual development labelled oral, anal, phallic, latent, and genital. Neurotic people get stuck at these various stages. They develop an oral fixation, an anal fixation, and so on. Guilty as charged, on all counts (and so are all you lovable freaks reading this!). I don't know what kind of disease it is when these unconscious longings for Daddy's sexual attention drive to the conscious, but whatever that is, I have it.

Now David knows all about my real Daddy fantasies, and how I behaved as a teen, and thinks it's cute and not at all psychotic. Nice to have a loving and supportive partner who will lie to you for your own good!

We had so much kinky fun on our last roleplay, Husband Treats Wife Like Whore, that we wanted to do another femsub one soonest. "What shall we do?" we asked one another.

Well it was David who suggested it. How about he plays my Dad, I play myself at age sixteen, and he spanks me for inappropriately sitting on his lap in my skimpy panties and T? Does my man know me or what? YES!

The cool thing is that David is about the same age as my Dad would have been when I was pulling that stunt. David is just into his forties. Daddy had me at 25. I was around 16 years old when I was still doing it. You do the math. And for my part I still behave like a 16-year-old at times...

I dressed in simple white panties and a white tank-top, nothing overtly "sexy". The panties were a bit cheeky (or is that me?), but not anything over the top. A bit like this but with white panties.

And yes, there was a bit of "nipple show through", both in real-life and when I was a teen. I remember looking at myself in the mirror multiple times and then emerging to hug Daddy like that. It was no accident. What a pervy little girl I was!

David was sitting on the couch reading a book. My Dad was often sitting on the couch, reading a book.

I went over to "Daddy", plunked myself on his lap, put my arms around him, gave him a great big hug and said, "I love you Daddy!"

You want to talk about instant regression? Oh my gosh. Physically doing that, exactly as I remembered doing that, dressed more or less as I had been, brought it screaming back to me. What the hell was I thinking?????

David put his book aside, disentangled me carefully, and lifted me up off his lap with his two hands under my armpits, staying as far away as possible from my breasts, but not entirely managing to. David did it perfectly. I had described it to him, and he emulated it perfectly.

If this were the real thing, Daddy would have looked at me with a bit of a disapproving smile and told me to go get dressed now and then gone right back to reading. He never told me out loud that it was not appropriate, but I did get the message, but would always repeat it again with a little thrill in my tummy at the next natural opportunity. I didn't like ever doing it in front of my Mom or my siblings, as when I did, they looked much more disapprovingly at me. I suppose Daddy should have said something, but I guess he did not want to shatter me, which was probably a good thing. Being called on my bullshit by my Daddy would have shattered me at that age, despite my knowing deep down it was not ok. I treated it like a game. A little boundary pushing game. Silly little girl. I would have spanked me! Where were you, delinquent parents?

But this time it was not the real thing, it was an exploratory roleplay, and David was not so constrained.

"Julie, that's inappropriate and you know it."

"What? I just wanted to give you a hug."

"You can do that with your clothes on."

"Oh Daddy, I have clothes on. It's just underwear. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal is that it's inappropriate for a girl your age to be prancing around men in your underwear, and you damned well know it and you do it anyways."

"I DON'T know it!" I said as I stomped my foot on the ground.

"Well I guess I'll have to teach you then. With a spanking. Come here!" With that Daddy sat up a little reached his long arm for my upper arm, grabbed me in a soft but vice-like grip, and pulled me towards him.

"No! Daddy no!" I said as I pulled back with all my inconsiderable might. Nonetheless he inexorably pulled me closer and then tipped me across his knee. "I'm too OLD for a spanking!"

"A grown-up young lady, acting her age, knowing that it's inappropriate as you do, would not try to fluster the grown men around her. And you know what happens if she does? She'll be reminded of her place like a child is reminded of her place!"

And with that, Daddy grabbed the waistband of my panties, pulled them down to my thighs, my knees, my ankles, and then right off.

"No! No!" I begged. "Please, not my panties. Please!"

"Oh, so you're bashful now are you? I am going to teach you a lesson in modesty you won't soon forget." With that, Daddy spun me so that my legs straddled his thigh!

"Nooooo!" I screamed as I felt my legs parting and all my heretofore private parts going on full display. He held me there interminably as I writhed in mortified humiliation showing myself off to him. This was him "calling my bluff". I wanted to tease and show myself off, well so be it, I would get more than I bargained for. Aversion therapy. I would get my fill!

This is an image I've used before on my blog. For me, it captures this position perfectly. Her anus and vagina both on display. Trying to squeeze her legs shut but only squeezing Daddy's hard thigh instead. The necessary arching of the low back caused by tits on couch and ass high. The angle pushing the clit right into the thigh. The feet dangling increasing the pressure on the pussy. And with the legs spread, the tender "insides" of the ass cheeks and the thighs become accessible for spanks. And I know that my husband, in his zeal to spank the insides of my butt crack, indiscriminately whips his fingertips against my anal ring and my pussy lips, and just does not even seem to care! No Daddy! Please No! Not like this! Please!

Here is another photo of the same position in which I found myself.

You can see many of the same characteristics. I believe this to be the most embarrassing position a girl can be given a spanking in. And the embarrassment is not only from the spanking, but from the inevitable and unstoppable wriggling that occurs during a spanking, which in this position results in a shameless "leg-humping" that looks all the world like the girl is trying to get herself off. And the harder the spanking, the more apparent "leg humping" she engages in. And whether that is the intent or not, some girls, and I am extremely susceptible to it myself, will get off, whether they want to or not, and shudder to unmistakable climax while being severely spanked. Of course, along the way, the pussy will moisten, and there will be no hiding that from Daddy, who is likely to walk away with a wet spot on his pant leg caused by his daughter.

I have acutely suffered, in real life, the ignominy of being straddle-spanked to involuntary orgasm. My own sister did it to me! Believe me, it was the last thing I ever wanted to happen across her knee, but it happened regardless. I tried to minimize it, and she acted as if she didn't notice it, but I knew I came, and she knew I came, so oh blush!

So if you catch a glimpse, from afar even, of a girl being spanked like this made to straddle her Daddy's thigh, you will realize what is going on with her, and I hope you will feel some sympathy for her hyper-embarrassing situation.

Do some girls deserve this form of spanking for certain behaviours?
I believe yes. Yes they do.
Anything involving inappropriate sexuality is fair game to be punished like this.

I feel that in my particular case, given what I had done and how deliberately I had engineered it, that a fully nude straddle spanking would have been entirely justified, with all its embarrassing consequences, and Mommy should have been there to watch the first part, right up to an including orgasm, and then taken over with the wooden spoon for a real blister-spanking over her knee after my thorough spending across Daddy's knee.

Then "Daddy" began my spanking. I bucked and wriggled and screeched, but all that motion across Daddy's hard thigh was having an "impact". Due to my spread wide position, as Daddy was spanking the low insides of my bum his fingers did indeed occasionally whip into my pussy lips.

"Julie, I can feel that you're becoming inappropriately sexually excited by your spanking."

"Dadddy! Pleazzzze!" How mortifying would that be for a teen?

"No young lady. I'm keeping you here and will finish you're spanking here, and we'll just have to let nature take her course."

SLAP SLAP SLAP

"No! Not like this! Please not like this!"

SLAP SLAP SLAP

At this point I was totally in the headspace. David WAS my Daddy. I WAS his teenaged daughter. I WAS being spanked like this. And, not unexpectedly for me, I WAS going to cum like this!

SLAP SLAP SLAP

I ground my pussy shamelessly into David's knee even as he intensified my spanking, and I came hard.

Ahhhhhhhh!

"Julie! You shameless little girl! You've had an orgasm during your spanking. I am not impressed!"

(tee hee - David told me after the scene he was impressed.)

Daddy stood me up, still pantyless, and spanked my bare bottom all the way to the corner where I was told to wait there until my Mother comes home and we'll just have to see if she has anything further to say about my behaviour.

And we ended the scene. And we went and had sex!

So that's my freaky fantasy. What do you think? Slutty or nice?

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P.S. In case you missed it, Miss Chris dropped a comment on my previous blog entry, Julie Scolded by Miss Chris. She suggested that an online scolding was hardly sufficient, and this should be settled spanko style and on film! She said she would "make it really truly embarrassing". Oh dear. She asked for votes. Go check that out and vote in the comments there if David and I should make a road trip to pay our respects to Miss Chris...