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After eighteen-year-old Darla Hawkins is caught shoplifting, she is sentenced to spend six months in the custody of former marine colonel Mike Beckwith, who will act as her daddy and disciplinarian during that time. Mike is more than ready to be as firm as necessary, and when Darla doesn’t obey him promptly during their first meeting he wastes no time in baring her bottom, pulling her over his knee, and spanking her until she’s a very sorry little girl.
Darla quickly discovers that a spanking is far from the most humiliating punishment Mike is prepared to employ when she fails to do as she is told, and before long she has lost the privilege of wearing big girl panties. Her daddy putting her in diapers is more embarrassing than anything she has ever imagined, yet to her shame it also leaves her intensely aroused. Her shame only increases when Mike decides that some very special training is required to deal with her repeated disobedience, and she soon learns that even her most intimate places belong to her daddy.
Though his disciplinary techniques frequently leave her with blushing cheeks and a sore bottom, Mike’s caring guidance and loving attention help Darla blossom in a way she never could have before, and she grows closer to him with each passing day. But will she be left on her own when her sentence is completed, or will her daddy find a way to keep his little girl at his side forever?
Author: Emily Tilton
eBook Price: $3.95
Length: 43,900 words
Excerpt
She raised her eyes to his again, and he smiled at her. Her chin quivered. “Please don’t spank me, daddy,” she said.
Mike sighed. “I have to, sweetheart. You have a lot to learn, and it all begins right here. You’ve had no consistency in your life, let alone any discipline. If I didn’t make you sorry that you disobeyed me, especially when I’ve promised you a spanking, I would start your program off completely wrong, wouldn’t I?”
Darla looked down, and a tear splashed onto Mike’s right hand.
“Wouldn’t I, Darla?”
“Y-yes, daddy,” she breathed.
“Alright. Your daddy isn’t a man who does a lot of pondering, but the nice thing about the program they’ve put you in is that neither of us has to think about it very much. I know how to be a daddy and you know how to be a little girl. So get those grownup clothes off, and put on your pinafore and your little-girl underwear.” Mike released her hands.
“Okay, daddy,” Darla said, seeming to resolve at least to try to be a good girl. She picked up the garment bag and the shopping bag and headed for the bedroom. “I’ll be right out.”
Mike shook his head. “No, you won’t. You’ll get undressed right here, and then dressed again.”
“What?” Darla said. “You’re kidding me. I mean, you’re kidding me, daddy. Right?”
“No, sweetheart. That’s another thing you have to start getting used to right away. You lost the right to privacy when you got convicted of your third misdemeanor. Your daddy gets to inspect you naked, and decide on your grooming and hygiene. You’ll be inspected every day, to make sure you’re taking good care of yourself. Also, daddy will decide if it’s time for big-girl training, or special lessons, which involve your pussy and your anus.”
“H-how do I make sure… I mean, daddy… How d-do I…” The bags shook in Darla’s hands.
“How do you avoid big-girl training and special lessons?” Mike asked. “You don’t sweetheart. They’re part of being daddy’s naughty little girl.”
