“We have budgets in place for a reason, Tammi. You ignored that. If you had just come and asked me, we might have figured out a way to make something special happen, but instead you broke that rule without permission,” he had answered.
“It’s not my fault the auto-pay for the car went through the same day,” Tammi pouted.
“That’s not the point, and you know it. You broke a rule, little girl,” Bryan chided.
Tammi looked down at the floor. She fidgeted, but she didn’t say anything more.
“We will work together to fix this, but there’s something that needs to be taken care of first. What happens when you break a rule this important?” Bryan pushed. Tammi wrung her hands in her lap several times.
“I get punished, Daddy,” she whispered.
“Daddy puts rules in place for a reason so that he can take care of you, doesn’t he, little girl?” Bryan continued.
“Yes, Daddy,” Tammi murmured. She was hanging her head now.
“This is the second time you’ve overspent like this, isn’t it?” he continued gently.
“Please, Daddy,” she pleaded.
“Daddy punished you with his hand last time, didn’t he?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said fearfully.
“Since this is the second offense, Daddy is going to spank you with his belt,” Bryan continued.
“Please, not that,” Tammi whimpered. She looked up with hopeful eyes, but Bryan didn’t budge.
“After Daddy has thoroughly marked you with his belt, where do you think he’s going to punish you next?”
“You’re going to fuck my bottom with your cock, Daddy,” she whimpered.
“I am, little girl. By the time Daddy puts you to bed tonight, you’re going to be one very sorry and one very well-fucked little girl,” he warned. He held out his hand and Tammi rushed over to him. “I love you, little girl, and I forgive you. I will always forgive you because you’re mine.” He kissed her forehead.
“I love you, Daddy. I’m sorry for breaking the rules.”
“I know you are, little girl. Daddy cares so much for you and he’s going to remind you of that tonight. Go to the bedroom now. There, you will strip and lie down on the bed face down and wait for me.”
She hung her head. I could see the shame written all over her face. She reached for his hands and he squeezed them tight.
“Go now, little girl,” he added gently.
Dutifully, she went off and he followed only a few minutes later. I slipped down the hall and hid in one of the closets. There was a vent close by and I could hear everything that happened inside their bedroom after that.
“You’re so very wet, little girl. You’ve needed Daddy’s belt for a long while, haven’t you?”
Flesh smacked flesh and I opened my eyes wide. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand, fearful they’d overhear me. Up to this point, I wasn’t certain anything would actually happen, but it was. Bryan was really spanking her.
“Yes, Daddy,” she answered nervously.
I couldn’t see it, but I heard that belting. Her whimpers and cries were fully ingrained in my memory. The sound of the belt whipping through the air and smacking her bare skin was mesmerizing.
“Please, not my thighs, Daddy,” she begged.
“Daddy decides your punishment, little girl,” he answered, and the belting got even louder. Eventually, the soft sounds of her crying met my ears and the belt clattered as it fell to the floor.
“There now. That’s my good girl.”
For a while, it had been quiet, but eventually she’d started moaning. Soon enough, Bryan started directing her again and she whined.