Bridgette Harris had moved away from her parents , when she graduated from high school She had moved from Akron, Ohio to New York city. For a single girl in the 1970's, times where hard and Bridgette had found out that she wasn't really suited to work that hard. But she was good looking enough to get a job as a model.
Of course the modeling job wasn't in the high fashion world of New York, London, or Paris. It was for the magazine Janus. They where doing an entirely New York special printing. Girls of New York, it was called.
Bridgette had done the issue and then almost forgot about it, as she got a job as a copy editor, through her new boy friend.
It had been three years since Bridgette had gone home to see her mother and father. As she walked up the steps, her mother Frederica came out the door and hugged her. There wear tears in her eyes. "Mom, has something happen to daddy?"
Frederica lets go of her daughter. "No honey."
Bridgette put down her suit case. "Well then, what's the matter?"
Frederica shakes her head. "Bridgette, why did you have to do it? Why?"
"Do what mom."
Out of the door steps Bridgette's father Bill. She runs up to see him and they embrace, as she did with her mother. "Daddy." She forgot what her mother had asked her.
He hugs his daughter. Then releases her. He puts his hands on his hips. "Bridgette, why?"
"Why what daddy."
He reaches up and grabs her ear and pulls her inside. Her mother follows with the suite case. "Bill, please go easy on her. She's an adult."
Bridgette has put her hand up to her ear. "Daddy, you're squeezing my ear to hard. What's wrong?"
He opens a drawer in the desk, that sits into an alcove, just inside the entrance way. Then she sees the issue of Janus that she posed in.
"Daddy, where'd you get those from?"
As he pulls her out to his work room, one hand on her ear, the other holding the magazine. "Where I got it isn't of any concern. The fact is it was given to me by a friend who recognized you at my work."
Going into the work room, he drops the magazine on the floor and sits down in a chair. Over his knee she goes. "Young lady, it appears that you like being spanked. So I think a good spanking is in order."
"Daddy let me explain. I needed the money. Those pictures are all posed. I was never spanked. They used makeup to make it look like I was spanked." She looked at the door, hoping her mom would come in and stop this indignity. But no such luck.
He lifts up the back of her dress and down goes her panties. She tries to stand, but can't. "Daddy please, As mom said earlier I'm an adult and too old to be spanked by my father."
He didn't listen to her.
Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO. Daddy. Oh mummy stop him." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO."
Her mother didn't stop him. She was the one who told him he had to do it. And did it he did. She was now sniffling, as her hand spanked her, just like she was ten years old. Which was the last time she had been spanked.
Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO. Daddy. No. No. No. You're killing me. It hurts so much." Crack. "OOOOOO."
Bridgette was blubbering like she had when 10. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."
Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO."
Once he had delivered the fifteenth swat to Bridgette's very sore backside, he released his grip on her and she shot up off her knee, crying her eyes out and rubbing the back of her dress. She stamped her foot. "Daddy, that wasn't right. I shouldn't be treated like a child."
He turns her towards the door and swats the back of her dress. "If you want to be treated like an adult, then act like one. Have a little sense. Now get to your room. Stay there until the morning."
Off she went, as she got to the door to the work room, he said to her. "And pull up your panties young lady."
Up her panties went and she ran into her old bedroom, crying. Sorry she ever posed for those pictures.
5 years ago