OMFG I NEED a spanking!!!
So its been like a week and a half since my last spanking, and I'll have to wait til Saturday night to get my next one (my Daddy is WAY too busy....and to be honest doesn't care that much about me right now) and that will be my last one for FIVE WEEKS!!!!! I might die. That will be the longest I've gone without a spanking in over a year. If I had it my way, I'd get spanked every day, twice a day. Once in the morning for maintenance and once in the evening, either good girl or bad girl depending on how the day went. :)
Hello, my name is Kelly and I'm a spankoholic.
Lol, and it so didn't help that I just watched 2 wonderful spanking DVDs today that Edward (my first Daddy) gave me for my upcoming birthday. One of them was Authority Figure from Shadow Lane and it was just So good! Kailee and Abigail are just so adorable and spankable, and Del Torro was spanking them, and he just has a very nice "Daddy" aura around him. It gave me a serious craving for mine.
I want to act like a total and complete brat. I want to do something naughty and then throw a temper tantrum about my punishment. I want to be scolded, and made to feel like a very sorry and naughty little girl. I want to give him my sad eyes and pout while he is stern but hugs me and tells me he loves me but he won't have me acting like that. I want him to pull up my dress and pull down my panties while I stand in front of him and then sit in a chair and place me across his lap. Then I want him to spank me hard with his hand til I'm squirming and a very very sorry little girl. I want to be able to go to that little girl head space, where I can think of nothing but how naughty I was and how my Daddy is punishing me. How vulenerable I am, but how Daddy will keep me safe from everything. I want him to scold me (but never yell), then I want him to pick up a small, light otk paddle (or hairbrush) and to finish my punishment despite my wimpers. I want a bright red hot bottom (not bruised though) that will be sore all evening. And I want to be crying (because I'm a little girl and its easy to cry in that space) but not uncontrollably. And then Daddy would pick me up and place me on his lap and hug me as tight as he possibly could and tell me that he hates doing that but he does it because he loves me. And he'll kiss away my tears and just hold me there as long as I need. And he'll know how long that is. Then he'll scoop me up in his arms and carry me upstairs to the bedroom where he'll lay on the bed and cuddle me close, my head resting on his chest, his strong hard hands soothing my bottom.....
I miss my Daddy already.