A Dad's Burden (Part 2)

He spanked her again with the same venom with which he had given the first two spanks.

“Yes, daddy” she whimpered and sobbed tearfully as he spanked her the fourth and fifth time.

“Be obedient and I will make you a happy little girl” he assured and wondered if he had not spoken too soon. She was dripping on her panties. Her pant absorbed the wetness and it stained the surface into a transparency.

He put his fingers on it to confirm, pushing her pants aside and rubbing the slit. He pulled his fingers away and the slime of her cooch followed.

“You nasty girl, does this make you feel good?” He said and spanked her the sixth time. Fast learner she was, for she was instantly regretful of her actions.

“I'm so sorry, daddy,” she cried. “I didn't want to”

“Now you have your juices on daddy's pants. What would I do with you?” He asked her, lifting her off his lap and holding her a few inches from himself. “What is good enough punishment for what you have d