Claimed By The Daddy

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{Mature Content in the chapter, skip if not comfortable}

Big Girl's Body

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"Reyan? Um, no. He is just the more touchy one."
"Touchy?" Mr. Kundrra sounded indignant and he stood up, walking toward me.
"Yes, he flirts but is a little more ...hands on..."
"And that is okay with you?"
"I don't know...I don't think..." I said now that he was in front of me.
"But that is how you like men to flirt with you? With their paws all over you like you were a piece of meat?"
"N-not really, no."
"I have half the mind to punish you for allowing such actions. For not respecting yourself enough," he said pushing his fingers through his hair.

I hated when he was disappointed in me. It happened so often.

"I'm sorry," I said.
"It really isn't good enough. It's like nothing is getting through to you..."
"Fine. If you think punishment will help..."
"It would," he said shaking his head like he didn't want to but he had to. Like I gave him no other choice.
"Okay," I nodded. "Okay, then punish me."

He stood there a second with a debate raging through his mind. I could tell he was torn. But my permission seemed to allow him to move forward.

"Come," he said and walked out toward my room. When he got there he went inside and sat on the bench at the foot of the bed.

Was he really going to spank me like he threatened?
"I think a spanking is the only way to get through to you to stop this dangerous and reckless behavior," he said. 

"Over my knee."

I'm sure I looked like a guppy. My mouth hung open, jaw working, and I could feel my eyes widen. But I walked forward. His legs were slightly spread to hold my petite frame. I slowly bent over his legs until my head dangled down.

"Ten to start. If I don't feel like you are getting the sting through your jeans, then they must be pulled down. Understand?" Pulling down my pants? Oh goodness.
"Isn't this where you say 'this will hurt me more than it hurts you?'" I tried to joke to lighten the mood.
"No, because that isn't true," he said as the first spank hit my bottom.
Not too bad. The jeans truly did take a lot of the sting I'm sure I would have felt. After a few, I think he figured it out, too.
"Lower your jeans. I will just spank over your panties," he said. "I hoped to avoid this..."

I hesitated a second, but I lowered my jeans from my laying position. I didn't want him to see me standing there with my jeans down. But then I remembered my underwear choice this morning was a thong.

"Hm, I didn't expect this," he said, his finger tips slightly brushing my exposed ass. "Bare bottom it is."

He continued to rain down his spanks. It was way more than he planned, but my enjoyment of the sharp pain didn't allow me to stop him.
When he was done, I had tears in my eyes. I felt him slowly sooth the sore flesh with his hand.

"Good girl for taking your punishment so well," he said. I'm sure my face was flame red. He pulled up my jeans and lifted me to sit on his lap. Then he saw the tears. His fingers collected them. "This is how we know it's working."

I sniffed and nodded. He brought me close to his chest. I smelled his cologne and body wash. I couldn't help but bury my face into his tone chest, rubbing it over his tee shirt.
His arms were wrapped around me and his hands skimmed my back. He whispered assurances and praise as I sat there trying to be engulfed in his presence.

"I'm s-sorry," I said between sobs.
"I know, baby girl. I know." He paused for a bit in thought. "Perhaps it is best we make a routine of this, yes?"
"Routine?" I asked with a sniff.
"Yes, maybe before bed. Just to help you remember to be good. What do you think?"
"Um, okay," I responded. I really didn't mind it. 

I kind of like the closeness it gave. Plus the sting of the spanking focused me in ways I hadn't considered. Mainly because in that moment, I just want to be good for him.

"Good girl." He lifted my head. "Let me see," he said. Then he placed his finger under my chin and lifted it so our eyes met. "There she is. Beautiful girl."
I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you."

***

The next day, every time I thought about his compliment I smiled. Beautiful? Wow.
And every time I sat, I grimaced. My bottom was sore and I knew it wouldn't be better any time soon.

In fact, it was almost bed time and the knock on my door startled me. I wasn't sure if I was excited or nervous. But my tummy flipped.

"Come in," I said meekly.
Mr. Kundrra opened the door and came into my room. "Ready?"
"Yes, sir," I said as I stood from my bed, walking toward where he was now sitting on the bench.

 His bench.

"Since it worked so well yesterday, we shall do a bare bottom spank again, yes?"

I nodded. But today I hadn't worn a thong. I would have to take down my pajama bottoms and panties. 

"C-can I lower them after I lay down?"
"Of course, princess," he said patting his lap. Princess? I doubt a princess would be getting a bare bottom spanking.

I bent over like I did the night before. The feeling was similar, but now I knew what to expect.
I pulled my bottoms down to expose my cheeks. Mr. Kundrra pushed them down just a little more until he was satisfied.

I felt so exposed. I knew my pussy was extremely close to his joggers. If I got excited again, the material would surely get wet and noticeable.
I told myself that he wasn't doing this to excite me, so I needed to get my hormones under control.

He started to spank over my tender bottom. "This won't hurt as bad once your bottom gets used to it. You are taking your punishment so well."

The tears came after I couldn't take the pain.
"That's it. The tears will help," he said wiping one of them down my cheek, before landing a few more hard spanks.
"That was so good, baby girl," he said touching my bottom, and then my upper thighs. "Tomorrow I'll be sure to get here, too. That way your little bottom doesn't have to take all the blows."
"O-okay, sir," I sniffled.

He gently pulled up my underwear, setting in place. Then he pulled up my pajama pants. Once dressed, he pulled me up into another hug.
It was so nice to be sitting there in his arms. It was my favorite part of these sessions.

"I couldn't have been more proud even if you were my own," he said, stroking my hair. "Pulkit didn't take spankings nearly as well. He definitely could not have taken them two days in a row. You are a very special girl."
"Thank you," I said rubbing my face on his shirt. He knew just what to say to make my insides melt.
"Okay, up you go," he said, helping me stand.

Once standing he looked down at his thigh. The one where my pussy had been draped over. His light gray joggers now had a wet spot the size of a quarter.

I wanted to die. My face was beet red and my hand flew to my mouth.
Mr. Kundrra looked up at my face and I stared back him in horror. "Did you like your spanking?" Like? If 'like' means do they get me hot and bothered, then yes!

"N-no," I hoped the ground would swallow me. "I'm sorry."
"Sometimes little girls' bodies get confused and think punishments are good things. And although they serve a good purpose, your body acted in a naughty way. But it is natural. If necessary, I will spank down there, too. Understand?"
Oh goodness, there is no way that would help. But I nodded my head, knowing I couldn't deny him.
"Good girl."

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Hello Readers,

Here's the next chapter. Now the main part of the story will begin, hope the things are getting clearer now.

If you don't like the concept or the mature/abuse scenes I would request you not to read. Also people asking for KK's point of view, guys I am not sure about writing that as I have written aage ke chapters in Teja's point of view only but I'll try.

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