Marie-Louise Spanked For Crashing – P4

Posted by Editor - September 15th, 2020

Marie-Louise bent over and placed her hands on the seat of the chair. John wrapped his arm around her middle. Despite the fact that he was using his belt, he never wanted his girl to feel that he was far from her. He wanted her to feel his touch, so that she would not feel abandoned.

John raised the belt and brought it down across her bottom. It covered both cheeks with a loud CRACK and she jumped. His arm held her in place. He chose a slow steady rhythm and brought the belt down on her bottom and sit-spot until Marie-Louise was bawling. He dropped the belt to the floor, stood her upright and lowered her underpants. John sat down in the chair, pulled Marie-Louise across his lap and finished with his hand.

“You SPANK are my SPANK girl SPANK. You matter SPANK to me SPANK SPANK. You are important SPANK SPANK, you do not SPANK need to hurt yourself SPANK SPANK, you do not SPANK need to test SPANK my SPANK love SPANK. No matter SPANK how big SPANK you think SPANK you may be SPANK SPANK, you are always SPANK small enough to be SPANK in this SPANK position. SPANK. Do you understand me SPANK SPANK?”

Marie-Louise was barely able to answer. “yessirrrrrrrr.”

John continued to slowly spank Marie-Louise until her sobbing had her feeling like the little girl that he knew she needed to be at the moment.

Marie-Louise cried. All of her feelings of insecurity, all of her fears about growing up, all of her years of not knowing what it was to truly be loved poured out of her. She had been holding it in for so long that she didn’t know it was possible for it to come out, but he had helped her bring them out. Her Honey. Her Honey had found a way to get through the stubbornness and find the slutty but obedient girl. Her Honey knew what she needed and he helped her grow. Her Honey.

As she lay across his lap, years of tears and frustration came pouring out. She had not noticed when he stopped spanking her, she only knew that for the first time in her life, she truly felt safe. A small smile came to her lips, because she knew that she was home.


Marie-Louise Spanked For Crashing – P3

Posted by Editor - August 15th, 2020

John put the brush down and continued with his hand. “You SPANK know SPANK perfectly SPANK well SPANK that SPANK ‘I don’t know’ SPANK SPANK is not SPANK an acceptable SPANK answer SPANK SPANK SPANK. Try again. SPANK SPANK”

“I don’t remember the question honey.”

“Why did you ignore the stop sign young lady?”

Marie-Louise thought for a moment. She knew that there was no right answer to this question. She knew that no matter what she said, it would be lame. So, she resigned herself to the truth, knowing that at least she wouldn’t get soap for lying. “I…I…I guess I just didn’t feel like obeying the laws Honey.”

John picked up the wooden spoon. “Well, THWACK I imagine THWACK that by THWACK the time THWACK we are finished THWACK young lady THWACK THWACK, you will THWACK most certainly THWACK feel like THWACK obeying THWACK THWACK the laws THWACK THWACK THWACK.”

“Oooowwwwwwwwwwww babe…. it hurtssssssssssssss.”

“Good. It’s supposed to hurt young lady. And will keep on hurting until you have learned this lesson. Do I make myself clear?”


Marie-Louise was kicking her legs and grabbing onto the chair for dear life. Her backside was on fire, and she just wanted to find a way out of this position. She squirmed and wiggled and tried with all her might to slip away, but John kept a firm grip around her middle. In fact, the more she struggled, the more she slid forward, making an easier target of her upper thighs. John let loose with a peppering to her thighs, and Marie-Louise could not contain herself.

“Nooooooooooooo Papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I’m sorrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”

John gave his little girl a few more swats to each side before standing her up.

“Go to the corner, and DO NOT think about rubbing that bottom of yours little girl.”

Marie-Louise turned and nearly collapsed into the corner. She stood crying for several minutes when a realization came to mind. She still had her underpants on. She had convinced herself that it was over, that her Honey was going to hug her and tell her she was forgiven, and the slate was clean, but this thought quickly chased those ideas from her head. “He never gives a spanking without me losing my underpants.” she thought to herself. This made Marie-Louise cry even harder.

John watched his little girl stand in the corner. He hated what had to happen, but he knew that he needed to make a lasting impression with this chat. His daughter was so lucky that no one had been hurt, that the only damage had been to the cars. He wanted her to know that he loved her, and the he worried about her, and that he cared about what happened to her.

“Marie-Louise, come here.”

She went to father and was puzzled when he sat her upon his lap.

“Opus, I want you to listen to me. I want you to understand how important you are to me. How much I would hurt if something happened to you. It is important that you realize that I am not giving you a spanking just to spank you. You broke a law, you got two tickets, and you caused a car accident. For that you are forgiven.”

Marie-Louise looked at her father not sure if he meant that the spanking was over or if it was just beginning.

“I think that you have learned that the rules are in place to protect you, right honey?”


“But, I am not sure that you understand what you mean to me. I worry about you, I love you, and I never want to see you hurt. I may allow you to make mistakes, but your physical safety is not something I am willing to allow you to risk. Does that make sense Opus?”


“And that is why your spanking is not over. You are my little girl, and you are going to learn that you matter- not just to me, but to your mother, and to yourself. I am not going to sit back and watch you hurt yourself, because I love you too much.”

That said, John put his little girl on her feet. He stood up as well and slowly and deliberately took off his belt. Marie-Louise watched the belt slide from around his waist and didn’t know what to think. All she knew was that Honey had never used his belt before. In her mind, she knew that he meant serious business and went over everything he had just said to her. She knew that he wanted to make this impression, and she didn’t want to forget his words. Marie-Louise began to cry softly as she realized just how much her Honey loved her. She realized that she meant something to him and that he really did care about her.

John looked at Marie-Louise. “Put your hands on the chair.”