DtrWAR/Introduce bondage to your daughter
From Create Your Own Story
Your wife takes a long time to think things over and all you can do is wait. Your new plan is very different from the original and you know she needs time to think about it. You want to say something to prove your case even further, but know nothing you say will matter. If your wife refuses, then there is nothing else that can be said. You laid everything out as best you could.
After what seemed hours to you, though only a matter of minutes, your wife looks at you and asks, "Are you sure about what you saw in her eyes? I don't want to start something like this unless you are absolutely certain."
You want to tell her there is no doubt in your mind, but the truth is you cannot be absolutely certain about what you saw in your daughter's eyes. You say, "I wish I could, but there is no way to know. It all happened too quickly and it could have been something else altogether."
She looks a little discouraged as she says, "We have to be certain before doing anything like that. Any idea?"
You are close to telling her that you had none, but one idea comes to mind before you get the words out. You say, "One. I can spank her ass and you can look at her eyes. If you see the same thing I did, then we know."
Your wife nods in complete agreement as she says, "That will work. If I see something, we go ahead with the new plan. If I don't, then we drop it."
You say, "OK, Wilma. Let's go get our daughter so we can find out for certain."
You leave you bedroom and go into the living room to make certain the windows are closed and the curtains closed. You don't want anyone to hear or see what is about to happen. Once satisfied, you walk to Nancy's bedroom door while your wife places a chair into position so she can sit and watch Nancy's eyes as you spank her. You throw open the door and see your daughter on her bed still crying.
You give an angry shout as you say, "Get your ass out here now, Nancy."
Your daughter jumps up and looks confused. She looks at you and asks, "What is it, daddy?"
You see the mark on her face is still there from where your wife slapped her. You snap at her and say, "Don't ask questions. Get out here now."
She does as she is told for the first time in a very long time. You hold her shoulder tight as you guide her exactly where you want her, which is next to the chair that you will use when you spank her ass. She lets out a soft yelp, but doesn't fight you at all. You have her stop so that she is facing your wife. Your wife has the look of anger in her eyes, but it is mostly a false anger.
You sit down on the chair so you can support your daughter's body and say in a commanding voice, "Nancy, drop your pants." Nancy shakes her head, but doesn't say anything. You think she might be in shock from what you just said. You again command her by saying, "Drop your pants, now. Then bend over my legs so I can spank you. You have to be punished for calling your mother a bitch."
To your surprise, and your wife's, Nancy drop her pants and bends over your legs in preparation for the punishment. You feel the warmth of her body through your clothes and find it a pleasant sensation. You look over to her ass and can see she is wearing a g-string, but that is all. Most of her ass is hidden from your view. You want to see her entire ass, but right now you must carry on with the plan.
You say in an angry voice, "Nancy, look at your mother while I spank you."
She moves her head up and you reach back and slap her ass hard, which causes her to cry out and jump just a little. You want to rub her ass, caress it, grab it, but you know that has to wait. Instead, you raise your hand quickly and slap her again on the ass, just a little harder and she cries out again as she flinches from the contact. The third slap is your final one and you make it count. You slap her very hard and she cries out even louder. You hear her crying and have no idea when it started. Your hand stings a little, so you know she has to be in a lot of pain right now. You hope your wife saw what you did, since you didn't take your time with your hand on her ass.
In a commanding voice, you say, "Nancy, stand up and pull your pants up. Then go to your room."
Your daughter does as you tell her without question. There should be some fight, but not having any is no sign of enjoyment. She may simply be in too much pain to fight and want to get the hell out of the room as quickly as possible. Once you hear her door close, you look to your wife and wait for her to let you know if she saw the same thing you did.
Your wife:
