Life with Daddy


by Rosewood

Daddy was the kind of man who liked things his way. He was succesful and determined, self discipline had earned him respect and position. Now his wife had left he employed a maid working days to care for his house and son and would be free to bring him up as he wished free of interference form his protective wife.

In daddy's opinion the 8 year old had been over-protecetd by his mother but now she had gone the stick would be hung on the back of the young boys bedroom door to be fetched as and when daddy felt like it. daddy was from the 'old school' and felt that all young boys would benefit from greater discipline.

Tonight daddy had sent Tod up to change into his nightclothes 3 minutes before the start of his favourite tv show. Daddy knew that his son would rush and probably forget the rule about his day clothes being left neatly folded on the bed (punishment 6 whacks). As his son returned to the sofa just as his show began daddy climbed the stairs to his sons room and yes.... as epected.... the clothes were lying in an untidy state on the bed, underpants on the carpet.

Daddy made the mess more untidy - figuring that Tod would not remember how out of place they had been left, and returned to the sofa with his son.

Tod was instructed to fetch his stick and did so without argument that he knew would make matters worse. 5 miuntes later, having folded his clothes neatly the boy was lying over daddy's lap, small bottom over daddys' left knee with his body along the edge of the sofa and head turned to a tv which was now off. Arms were outstetched and a warning was given that to reach back and attempt to cover his bottom would lead to extra whacks.

His shorts were pulled down slowly to reveal his little round mounds to daddy. Daddy lightly petted and gently stroked the pale smooth surface from the crease where bottom meets leg and up towards his lower back, then down and resting on his right buttock. Tod felt daddy massage his right buttock in his hand, gently squeezing the warm firm flesh bringing some pinkness to the surface. When a handspanking was to be given(double the stick) it was always the right side which was dealt with.

A pause as daddy reached for the stick he had bought specially for use on his son. 14 inches long by 2 wide and thin. Excellent to deliver the sting the boy needed to remind him of his duties. Daddy placed the stick on the presented bottom, he smiled as Tod began to clench, raising his buttocks and highlighting the two small peaks. Tod waited for the first painful thwack, a line of intense heat pierced his skin. Daddy admired the line of redness which crossed the centre of the small bottom, Tod cried out in pain but knew that the full 6 would de administered. He would be tucked up in bed with a stinging little red bottom and a reminder to fold his clothes properly next time.

Next story: Tod learns to pour wine without spilling it.


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