She deserves her spanking

"You really are a naughty, little girl, aren't you?" you reply, walking towards her bed. The growing bulge in your pants betrays your intentions, but you continue with the charade. "What would your mother say if she came in here and saw you like this? Hmmm?"

"I don't think Mommy will come in here." she says, giggling. "She's in her room right now. She said she needed to lie down. I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you went in there to check up on her, though. Are you going to go in there and tell on me?" she asks you, beating her eyelashes at you. "Or maybe you'd rather go in there and help my mommy with her box instead?"

"No, I think it's best if we let your mom rest." you reply. "I'll handle punishing you for being such a naughty girl. Get on your hands and knees."

Obediently, Ashley does as she's told, facing away from you with her ass in the air. "Like this, Daddy?" she asks you, glancing over her shoulder.

"That's perfect." you tell her, admiring her brown, puckered hole, her exposed labia, and the faint tan-lines under the cheeks of her ass. Kicking your shoes off and unfastening your pants, you make your way closer to the bed. You let your shorts and boxers fall to the floor, stepping out of them as you continue moving closer. Your shirt comes off over your head next, then finally, you pull off each of your socks until you stand behind her as naked as she is.

Reaching out, you caress the round, globe of her ass, feeling her soft skin under the tips of your fingers, and the shape of it filling the palm of your hand. Quickly pulling your hand back, you return it to her backside with a loud "crack", bringing forth a cry of pain from Ashley's mouth as the sting of your slap registers. Two more times, you bring your hand down hard on her firm rear-end before pausing to admire the red welt rapidly forming on her pale skin. You gently rub the spot, soothing the irritated skin. "I wish I didn't have to do that" you tell her. "But you need to learn to be a good girl. You shouldn't be so rude to your mother, and you shouldn't be throwing yourself at people like a little slut."

"I'm sorry." she says. "I'll be a better girl, I promise. I'll do whatever you say. I want you to teach me to be a good girl, daddy. I really do."

"I don't know if I believe you. How do I know I can take your word?" you ask.

"I'll prove it to you! Ask me to do something! Anything! I'll do whatever you ask!"