I followed my daughter meekly out to my tool shed. She’d warned me that I was spending too much time out there and neglecting my duties in the house and now I was going to be punished for it.
She wore only a tank top, shorts, and flip-flops and she wasn’t carrying anything. Great. That meant that her discipline would be “creative”. That was always the worst. I would have preferred a good hard paddling.
Scared as I was I couldn’t help but be turned on by the swing o...
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