You try to do your chores, in a state of distraction

You stand there, baffled at yourself, and stare at him as he leaves. Again, you can't seem to draw your eyes away from him.

As he moves out of sight, you pull yourself out of your trance. Okay, focus, you tell yourself. He's my dad. But throughout the day, your thoughts swirl around how attractive he is. Around how your punishment made you feel. It's a constant distraction as you try to do your chores. Cleaning, laundry, ironing his shirts. In your aroused state, you actually find your chores to have an erotic tinge. It's like the idea of being a good little girl... appeals to you. Throughout the day, you take several breaks to try to relieve your tension. You try to take your fantasies, as you do, into different directions, but every time, you find yourself back on his lap, being spanked. And unlike in your dream, it is definitely him that is spanking you.

By the end of the day, you've managed to get your chores done, but you know by yourself that some of them have been done a bit sloppily. Maybe he'll have to punish you again? The thought sends a shiver down your spine. You stand in the kitchen, just about to put the dinner in the oven, when he arrives home. "Welcome home, Daddy," you tell him. "How has your day been?"

"Exhausting. Is dinner ready?"

"It'll be another 20 minutes. I just put it in the oven." You can see him, through the doors to the living room, removing his suit jacket and sitting down in a chair.

"In that case, come in here. I've got something else for you to do while we wait, to help me relax..."

You swallow. What could it be?