Goody Goody

Goody-Goody...a “Stephie” story (M/f)

Stephanie walked home slowly. She put her hand into her pocket and felt the note there. She had hoped that maybe it had flew out of her pocket and she had lost it. That way she wouldn’t have to give it to her Daddy.

She could just see the disappointment on her Daddy’s face. She didn’t get into trouble too often, but when she did, her Daddy punished her. Mostly she just got grounded, which was a pain in the neck, because Stephie was a popular girl and often had plans with friends. Like this weekend. She really didn’t want to miss the fun.

Stephie wasn’t sure why she had misbehaved at school. And the reason “cuz everyone was doing it” was not going to cut it with her Daddy. Ben Harris was a nice, gentle man, but he could be very strict. He loved his little girl very much, and wanted her to grow up with good values and knowing the difference between right and wrong.

Stephanie turned the last corner. She could see Daddy’s car in the driveway. He worked from home in the afternoons so he could be there when she got home from school. It was just Daddy and Stephanie for as long as she could remember. Her mother had just up and left when Stephie was very young.

Her Daddy had tried to track her mother down, but it was as if the woman had just disappeared off the face of the planet. Stephie had seen pictures of her mother, of course, but barely remembered her. She often had fantasies about finding her mother and going to live with her. But only sometimes. She loved her Daddy very much, and couldn’t imagine not being with him all the time.

But if she could skip this afternoon, she would do it. Daddy would be very disappointed in her. After all, Stephie was 9, actually 9 ½ and in the fourth grade. She knew better than this...that’s what he would most likely tell her.

Stephie walked the last stretch and turned up the driveway. Daddy came out just then to check the mail and saw her.

“Hello Stephie,” Daddy said, coming over and giving her a big hug. Stephie hugged him back hard. He was a little surprised. He looked at his little girl and said, “How was school today?”

”Hi, Daddy, uh, it wasn’t so good. My whole class, including my teacher, had a really bad day,” she said. Then she pulled out the note and handed it to him.

“What’s this, Stephie?”

“My teacher made us each write a note to our parents. You have to sign it and then I have to bring it in on Monday, Daddy.”

Ben sat down on the top step and patted the spot next to him. “Sit down and tell me about it,” he said, not even opening the note.

“It’s all in there, Daddy. Aren’t you gonna read it?”

“I am ‘going to’ read it in a minute,” he corrected. He was always correcting her grammar and her slang language. “Right now you are going to tell me what it says, Stephanie Anne Marie Harris.”

Uh oh. Her full name. That was not a good sign. Stephie sat down next to her daddy and proceeded to tell him about the day’s events.

“Well, my class was talking a lot when the teacher was trying to teach.”

Ben looked at Stephanie. “Even you?” he said, surprised. Stephanie was usually the class goody-goody.

Stephie nodded. “Yes, sir, I was talking too. And then Mrs. Brown, our assistant principal came to talk to us, and we all promised we’d be good.”

“Then what happened?” Ben asked.

“The kids kept talking. And then on the way to lunch, we were talking in the halls so much, that my teacher had to stop the class and turn us around. We spent a half hour practicing how to walk the halls quietly. Daddy, she almost made us get partners!” Stephanie exclaimed.

“Well, it sounds to me as though you and your class needed the practice. Is that all that happened, Stephanie?”

“No, Daddy. After lunch, we were noisy again, and my teacher cancelled our art project. Instead we had to write the notes to our parents.” As Stephanie finished, she looked up at her Daddy. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she added.

“Stephanie Anne, this is not your usual behavior. I am very surprised at you. Please go to your room and wait for me,” her daddy said, pointing to the house. Stephie got up slowly and seeing that her daddy meant business, did as she was told.

Ben continued to sit on the stoop, and carefully unfolded the note and read it. He knew what he had to do. Slowly, he got up and went to his daughter’s room.

He went in and saw her lying on her bed. He sat down next to her. “I read the note. What got into you today, Stephanie? Why did you misbehave like this?”

She knew it wouldn’t work, but said it anyway. “Everyone was doing it, Daddy.”

”Young lady, that does not make it okay; acting naughty is still acting naughty. You are NOT allowed to talk in line or while the teacher is talking, are you?”

Stephanie hung her head and sadly said, “No, sir.”

“Is there any reason or excuse you want to tell me, Stephanie?”

“No, Daddy, I just did it cuz everyone was doing it, I'm sorrrrrrry!”

”Well, I am going to punish you, so that you will think twice before acting like that again, young lady.”

Stephie knew it. She had to try to get out of it. “No, Daddy, please don't ground me, I have plans this weekend!” she pleaded.

Ben looked at his young daughter and said, “I think we need more than just a grounding, young lady. I think you have earned yourself a good spanking.”

Stephanie looked up at her daddy again and just stared. It had been a while since her last spanking. She almost never got in such bad trouble to earn herself a trip over her daddy’s lap.

“A sp-sp-spanking? But Daddy, you haven't spanked me in forever. Please don't spank me!” she begged.

But her Daddy shook his head. “You haven't acted like this in a long time, Stephanie. I want this to be a sharp lesson before this gets to be a habit.”

Ben moved Stephie’s desk chair and sat down in it. “Now come right over here. Don't make me chase you, Stephanie Anne Marie.”

Stephie felt as though she had no choice. “Yes, sir,” she said, walking right over. She hadn’t been in this position for a long time and had hoped to keep it that way.

Ben reached for Stephie’s pants and she grabbed at them. “Oh, Daddy, please don't!”

“Stephanie, your pants are definitely coming down. Now cooperate unless you want it on your bare bottom.”

Stephie didn’t want that, but she didn’t want this either. “I don't want a spanking at all, Daddy, I'm too old,” she whined. “None of my other friends get spankings!” she protested, still holding onto her pants.

Ben smacked her hands away from her pants. “Let go of those pants *now* and put your hands on your head.”

“Owww, Dadddy, No, pleeease, I'm sorrry, pleeease? I'll be goodddddddd!!!” Stephie tried.

Ben took Stephanie’s hands in one of his and hauled them away from her pants. “You had your chance to cooperate, young lady." Then he pulled down her pants and her panties right after them.

Stephie was mortified. Even when she sometimes got spankings, they had hardly ever been on her bare bottom. She was not used to this, and she was not happy.

“Dadddddddy, noooooooo!” she cried, trying to cover herself. She was still a child, years away from puberty. Her daddy gave her baths all the time, so she shouldn’t have been embarrassed by him seeing her. It was just the idea of being spanked over his knee like a five year old. She didn’t want it to happen. She was crying hard already and he hadn’t even started the spanking yet.

Ben tried to be calm. “Stephanie, you are just making this worse for yourself. Now get those hands away from your bottom, and bend over my lap. If you keep disobeying, I can get the hairbrush, young lady.”

Stephanie pulled her hands away at the mention of the hairbrush. “Noooo!” she cried. Her daddy had suddenly gotten very strict. She wondered if it had anything to do with her great aunt staying with them several weeks before.

Now Stephie was a good girl, but Auntie had been very strict and had told Ben he wasn’t firm enough. Stephie thought that had to have been it. Oh, man, was she sorry already. Stephie bent over her Daddy’s lap and cringed.

Ben lifted Stephie over his lap properly. “Now grab the chair and keep your hands out of the way.” Stephie did as she was told. She wondered if Auntie had spanked her Daddy like this when he was young.

Then her daddy lifted his hand high in the air and brought it down on her bottom over and over. {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack}

Stephie cried out, “Owwwwwwwwwwww, DADDDDDY, I'm sorrrrrrrrrrryyyyy, it hurrrrrrrrrrts!”

{Smack} {Smack} “You are going to be {Smack} even sorrier, {Smack} young lady. {Smack} You will not {Smack} talk {Smack} when you should be listening. {Smack} You will not {Smack} {Smack} talk on line. {Smack} {Smack} You will not {Smack} disrupt your class.” {Smack} {Smack}

“Owwwww, Daddddy, I won't, I didn't hardly do itttttt!” she cried. She hoped the spanking would soon be over. Stephie thought she’d rather be grounded; anything than this.

{Smack} {Smack} “You did it {Smack} enough to make the teacher {Smack} call Mrs. Brown. {Smack} That is far more {Smack} than enough. {Smack} {Smack} Also {Smack} when I tell you to do something, {Smack} I expect you to do it; {Smack} not argue with me. {Smack} {Smack} Is that understood, {Smack} {Smack} young lady?”

“Owwwww, yeeessssirrrr, I’m sorrry, Daddy, please stop!” Stephie pleaded.

{Smack} {Smack} “I’ll stop {Smack} {Smack} when I think {Smack} {Smack} you've learned your lesson. {Smack} {Smack} Do you think you can behave yourself {Smack} {Smack} again now?” {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack}

Stephanie shook her head, which was difficult in this position. “I willll, Dadddddy, pleeeease!” she cried frantically. Stephie couldn’t remember ever having had such a hard spanking.

{Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} {Smack} “All right, Stephie, your spanking is over,” Ben said, standing her up. “I'm sorry I had to do that, but I couldn't let your behavior go unpunished.”

Stephie reached back and rubbed her bottom. It was hot to the touch. She bet it was really red, too. “I know, Daddy, I'm sorry too. Do you hate me now, Daddy?”

“Oh no, Stephie-baby. I love you very much. That’s why I spanked you -- because I care about you too much to let you get away with acting as you did. I want you to grow up as the very nice girl I know you are inside, not with a lot of bad habits, understand?”

Stephanie was still crying, but she nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”

Ben reached down and carefully pulled up Stephie’s panties and pants. “I was very surprised at your behavior today, baby. That is so unlike you.”

“I know, Daddy, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“I know you won’t,” he said, kissing his sweet daughter on her forehead. He got up and put her desk chair back.

“Daddy? Am I gonna be grounded too?” Stephanie asked, already thinking ahead to the weekend.

“I think you will be grounded today and Saturday, but not Sunday. That should be enough to make sure you remember this,” he said.

Stephie started to protest, “Awwww!” but one quick look from her daddy was enough for her to say, “Yes, Daddy.”

Ben reached down and gave his little girl a big hug. “I love you, sweetie, and I’m not mad at you anymore, even though you misbehaved at school. Okay?”

“Okay, Daddy. I love you, too.”

Ben smiled. “Now I want you to stay in your room until dinner. You can get started on your homework. I know your teacher always gives a few extra assignments on the weekend. And if your class made her upset, I would imagine you might have some extra work to do?”

Stephie smiled and nodded. Her daddy knew her so well. She really did love him. He was a good daddy. And even if Auntie had changed him to punish her more, she could live with it. After all, what could a few spankings every now and then hurt? Except of course, her bottom.

The end.