Finding Amber: Spiritually

"I will explain it all to you." Amber gets one more snuffle out and looks so small in your arms. She quietly continues "Today is the anniversary of the day I met your father. He was a wonderful man and truly became my Daddy." She paused to let that sink in. You knew your father and Amber had had a special bond and recalled her frequently calling her Daddy right up until he'd passed three years ago. It had hit the whole family hard but Amber took it the worst. You could tell that you were about to get the rest of the story between them. You decide that you are just going to listen and let her get all of this off her chest. You nod and she continues "My biological father wanted nothing to do with me or Aunt Linda after I was born. He was married to someone else. Aunt Linda and him had a tryst while his wife and him were going through it and I was conceived. After I was born, he signed away his parental rights but he did at least support me financially including paying for my college. We only met once. He was polite but distant. I am grateful for his giving me life and supporting me but he was never a father." She pauses and gathers herself before continuing "Your father came into my life 13 years ago today. I'm the reason Mom and him met." Shock crosses your face as she continues. "I was running through the school being chased by two boys who were being mean. I tripped and he caught me into his arms. He glared at the boys chasing me and they ran off. He asked me if I was ok. He was so kind, just smiling at me and letting me gather myself. I felt so safe in his arms. I nodded to him and quietly asked if he would walk me to class. I held his hand and led him to my class. Mom was there helping the teacher with something and I dragged him right over to her. I gave her the story and he introduced himself to her. I couldn't stop smiling. He shook her hand and they kept chatting for awhile as I watched from the side. After a bit, they said goodbye and Mom brought me home." You had only ever known that your dad met Emma at school but never how. You thought back filling in a few more details for yourself. You would have been 6 at the time and in first grade. Your mom had passed from cancer when you were 4 and your dad had been raising you the best he could by himself till then. "I was sad for awhile after that encounter. I knew Daddy was special but I didn't see him for the rest of the week till the last day of school. He was picking you up from class and had you up on his shoulder. I ran over and gave him a big hug, thanking him again. He laughed and swept me up onto his other shoulder and said let's go find your mom and off the three of us went. We found Mom and my sisters and Daddy invited Mom and us to join you at Chuckie Cheese. Mom was hesitant as we were pretty poor back then. Daddy said my treat and smiled real big at her. Mom asked you if it was ok that we joined and you approved so we all went. That was their first date. Soda, bad pizza and their five kids running around playing games and climbing through the jungle gym. Aunt Linda joined after a few hours as well. We were there from lunch till they closed. The three adults just talking and getting to know one another and us kids totally engrossed in playing." You remembered that day very fondly as well. It was a great day. One of the first truly great ones you had had in awhile. Losing Mom so young had been hard for awhile but Emma and Aunt Linda had come into your life and smothered you with all the love you could have ever desired. You also remembered that you and your Dad had moved just before the new school year and combined your family into what it was today. Amber continued "Daddy always took such good care of Mom and Aunt Linda but he also made special time for each of us girls. I was such a brat... Still am really... But he loved me anyway. I would be being difficult and he would let me get away with a little bit because he knew I needed to get it out but he knew when to cut me off before I caused too much trouble. He would say Amber Eloise and I knew I was at the line and usually reign it in. I was 13 when I truly crossed the line too far. I was so mad at Tara, a boy I liked had asked me about her. I came open and just ripped into her. Made her cry. I was just so mad. Daddy pulled me aside and tried to talk some sense into me and I was just so defiant so he spanked me. Just put me over his knee and let me have it. I could see how much it hurt him to discipline me like that. But I loved it. I knew I was wrong, I knew I had hurt Tara but being spanked like that just felt so wonderful. I apologized to Tara after that. That boy was dumb anyway and it wasn't her fault. I would still give her a bit of a hard time but Daddy would keep me honest and usually before I went too far, he would smack my butt and I'd giggle and smile and stop being such a brat. My life was amazing and I was so blessed." Amber pauses and the smile that had been on her face faded. Her tears started to grow again and you knew what was coming next. You dreaded it too and your own eyes started to fill. "Then Daddy was killed in that accident." It was late May and the third anniversary of his death was approaching. A drunk driver had crossed the median and hit him head on. He went quick. But it was devastating for your family. He was the hub of everything. Emma and Aunt Linda were crushed but tried their best for all the kids. They had moved after a couple of months from their old home as his ghost was just too strong in the old place. They moved into their current home and expanded the kitchen and thus the business with the insurance payout. It was the only good thing from his death. Even from beyond the grave, he was helping to support the family. He was the best example you could have asked for and you just wanted to make him proud. You were crying a little as Amber just balled for a bit. You hugged her tighter. After a few minutes Amber finally continued "So finally getting to your question of why. Tara was so happy today of all days. She doesn't know that today is the anniversary but I was just so sad and mad and seeing her so happy, I lashed out. I vented on her. I couldn't control it. I just miss Daddy so much. And when you stepped in, you were just like him. You called me out just like him and then..." You can see her gathering herself, still stumbling through her words a little, restarting herself "and then... you smacked my ass, just like Daddy. It was like he was reaching back from the grave. Reminding me to not be such a brat. To love my sister always. It felt so good. I felt his love through your hand. It overwhelmed me and I... and I fled. I couldn't take it." She trembled and cried more. You continued to hold her tight, thankful for the understanding she had provided and the details you'd learned about her and your father.

Amber finally calmed down after a while and looked up at you with hopeful eyes. "Do you think less of me for being so mean to Tara?"

"No Amber, I don't. I understand where it came from. You will still need to make it right with her but we are almost square. I think though you need a little punishment though before we go back..." A smirk on your lips and a twinkle in your eye as you continue "You need a good spanking before we go back." The smile across her face couldn't have been any bigger. She needed a firm hand to help keep her in line. You both knew it and knew that you could provide that for her. Amber nods positively. You ask "Would you rather no one pay attention to us or that no one can hear us while I spank you?"

"No one pays attention."

"Would you rather I spank you bare bottomed or keep your skirt down?"

Amber had never been spanked on her bare ass but she loved being spanked. It was how she felt the most loved. "Bare bottomed" she barely whispered.

You flip her in your arms so she is laying across your lap. You flip up her skirt and gently stroke her ass before pulling her panties down to her knees. Amber gasped as her butt was exposed to the cool spring air. You caress her ass for a moment before giving her a medium smack on her left butt cheek. Amber gasped and giggled, smiling widely. You repeat the smack on her right cheek. You smile and spank her harder three times in a row across both cheeks. Amber moans and cries out in pain and pleasure. You rub your hand up and down her ass and legs, moisture hitting your hand as you do. You realize how turned on she is, her pussy leaking. You get a wicked and wonderful thought and smack her ass again and again feeling her cunt just getting wetter by the smack. You keep going, turning her ass bright red. She continues to cry out, moaning as she does. You reach back and smack her as hard as you can right on her sopping wet pussy and she looses her mind, cumming with the force of a freight train.

After Amber recovers, she gets up and gives you a big hug and a kiss. "Thank you for loving me just how I needed. I love you so much." She fixes her panties and her skirt as she smiles sweetly.

"You're welcome Amber. Would you rather pay me back now or when we get home for that little session?"