The Little Princess Cruise Page 5

  “If you want a spanking in front of your new friend, just ask me. Don’t decide to misbehave or you may end up showing her your bare bottom before you get to show her your toys and coloring books. Now, answer me, little girl.” It didn’t look like Daddy Tim was going to back down.

  She didn’t want to show Amanda her bottom, not yet at least. There would be time enough for her to get spanked in front of her friends. “I was showing her my pretty wand and we were spinning the ribbons and when Amanda bent over to tie her shoe, I spanked her bottom with my wand. It was only once, Daddy. I didn’t do it hard, I promise.”

  “It hurt.” Amanda said and was looking at Lilly with angry, meanie eyes. Her eyes were green just like Lilly’s Daddy. Lilly wasn’t happy about that either and here she thought Amanda might be a friend.

  “Lilly, how many times have we discussed keeping your hands to yourself and not touching someone else?” Daddy wasn’t happy and he gave her the look.

  He then turned to Mark, “Hi, the name is Tim and this is my little girl, Lilly.”

  “Hi, Tim. I’m Mark. The reason Manda Panda is a little over sensitive is because she received a spanking this morning for not eating her breakfast and throwing it away instead,” his eyebrows were drawn together when he looked at Amanda.

  “Well, it doesn’t matter the reason she reacted,” Tim said. “Lilly should have kept her wand in her personal space. We’ll have a discussion about this and she’ll apologize for her behavior now and again when we’re having dinner tonight in the Captain’s Dining Room. Lilly Love, please apologize to Amanda.” Lilly hated when her daddy embarrassed her like this. Now they knew she was getting her bottom paddled, and she’d have to apologize with a red, sore bottom tonight too. But she knew now wasn’t the time to push limits.

  “I’m sorry, Amanda. I didn’t know you were bad and had a sore butt. And besides, I didn’t hit you that hard anyway.” She rolled her eyes at Amanda and hoped she felt silly for making such a fuss ‘cause now she was in trouble and she didn’t do anything bad. Well, not really bad anyway. Manda Panda was just a baby.

  While she was thinking this, her daddy pulled her skirt up and swatted her panty-clad behind five times really hard. “That isn’t an apology! You’ll apologize later and you’ll do it correctly.” She felt her skirt go back down and her hands went back to hold her bottom. It was so stingy and she fought the urge to glare at Amanda.

  Then her daddy turned, saying directly to Amanda, “Sweetie, I want to tell you I’m sorry that you got smacked on a sore bottom and I’m sorry that it was my Lilly”— he then turned and scowled Lilly’s way—“that hurt you. She may not have given you a sincere apology just now, but I assure you that she’ll request your forgiveness in a heartfelt manner after her paddling. Won’t you, Lilly Love?”

  “Yes, Daddy.” She pouted prettily for Daddy, and then when he turned to talk to Mark, she glared at Amanda and stuck her tongue out at her.

  * * *

  Lilly hated standing in the corner. Her back hurt and she knew her bottom would be sore tonight and she’d be forced to apologize to that girl. Getting spanked was something that Lilly loved, to the point that she had asked for domestic discipline in their marriage. She loved the anticipation, how her sex throbbed with excitement while waiting for one, and how intense her orgasms were after her good girl spankings. She received more good girl spankings than bad girl spankings and more often than not was well-behaved. Punishment spankings upset her, which was why they worked so well in their marriage. She typically made good choices to avoid punishment. When Daddy was forced to give her a bad girl spanking, she usually spent her time in the corner crying and trying to figure out how to manipulate her way out of it.

  “Lilly Love, come see Daddy.” She came out of the corner feeling vulnerable from being naked from the waist down and went to stand before her daddy. She hated looking him in the eye before a punishment, but he usually made her look at him anyway.

  “Lilly, look at me.” She raised her eyes and stared into his light green ones. “Tell me what you were thinking today when you hit Amanda with your fairy princess wand?”

  “Daddy, I was just having fun. We were spinning it in circles to hear the music and see the pretty lights on the floor and when she bent over, I thought it would be funny to give her bottom a smack. I didn’t do it hard, I promise.”

  “Sweetie, it doesn’t matter.” He rubbed her arms as he was talking. “You didn’t keep your hands to yourself—again. I understand that you meant it to be funny, but it isn’t funny unless everyone thinks it’s funny.”

  “But, Daaaadddy…”

  “No, Lilly, no discussion. You know you’re not allowed to slap or spank anyone. You’ve been told to keep your hands to yourself. This isn’t the first time you’ve put your hands on someone or spanked someone is it?”

  “No, Daddy.” Lilly dropped her head and stared at the floor.

  “Tell me about a time that you got spanked for not keeping your hands to yourself.”

  Lilly hated doing this, she hated having to recount past spankings. “I ruined Lisa’s drawing. I took her black crayon and her white crayon and showed her how to make gray for the sky on her pretty picture for her daddy.”

  “And what happened after you did that?”

  “I got a spankin’.”

  “Yes, you did. Tell Daddy how you got spanked.” She just stared at him. Maybe if she let her eyes fill with tears, he wouldn’t make her answer. She forced tears to well up in her eyes and made her signature, pitiful face for him.

  “Lovey, you have to the count of three to answer and I’m already on two.”

  Not wanting to get two spankings, she quickly replied, “I got spanked with my Barbie hairbrush on my bare bottom.”

  “And if I remember correctly, you were a good girl for a long time after that too. Well, we’re going to give you another bad girl spanking for this and hopefully you’ll be able to keep your hands to yourself for the rest of our vacation. I’m sorry we have to start our vacation with a discipline session, sweetie.”

  By this time, Lilly was unable to keep the tears from streaming down her face. They’d looked forward to this Daddy/little vacation for weeks. Lilly had poured over brochures and pamphlets, dreaming of her cruise and all the girlie activities available. And now she was going to be spanked her first day on the ship.

  Daddy interrupted her thoughts, wiping the tears off her cheeks with both thumbs and pulled her in for a kiss to the forehead, saying “Go get your fairy princess wand.”

  She hesitated and furrowed her eyebrows at him and then turned to retrieve her wand, which was on the dresser, placing it in his outstretched hand.

  “I want you to bend over, just like Amanda did, put your hands on your knees and Daddy is going to paddle you with your magic wand.”

  “Daddy, you can’t!”

  “Watch me. Bend over. Now.”

  Lilly had barely bent over and put her hands on her knees as requested when Daddy smacked her bottom three times in quick succession.

  “Ow! Oh, Daddy!”

  “But I didn’t hit you very hard, did I Lilly?”

  “You’re hitting me harder than I hit that silly baby!”

  “That isn’t nice, Lilly. You don’t even know her!” Daddy paddled her bottom with the fairy princess wand and the wand played the magical fairy sound, bliiiiiiing, blllliiiiiing nonstop.

  “Do you think you can remember to keep your hands to yourself from now on?” He paused and let her catch her breath and wrapped his arm around her, tucking her into his hip.

  “Yes, Daddy! Yes!”

  “Let’s be sure, Lovey.” He then proceeded to spank her backside five more times. Bliiiiiiing, Bliiiiiiing, Bliiiiiiing. The next sound heard was the rending of plastic in two and the magical fairy sounds seized instantly.

  Lilly was still crying when she realized that the sound she had heard was her magic wand breaking. She looked over her shoulder and saw her pretty pink fairy wan
d and ribbons on the floor with the handle still in Daddy’s hand. She then turned her head to gaze at Daddy with disbelief.

  “Daddy! You broke it. You broke my fairy wand!” Her tears started anew.

  “I’m sorry, sweetie. Daddy didn’t mean for it to break. That’s what happens when people use things the wrong way. It could’ve broken when you hit Amanda too.”

  “But it didn’t! It broke because you spanked me with it and now I don’t have one anymore. Everyone else has a fairy princess wand and now mine is gone.” She then wailed like a small child, feeling sorry for herself and her poor sore bottom.

  “Lovey, sweetie, calm down. Daddy will get you another wand tonight, I promise. Now let’s sit so we can talk.” He stood her up and pulled her into his embrace, swaying with her as he placed kisses to her forehead, walking to the bed and pulling her to sit on his lap.

  “Do you think you’ll behave and keep your hands to yourself for the rest of the vacation?”

  “Yes, Daddy. But, you broke my wand. I don’t have a magic fairy wand like all the other Littles now.” She buried her face into his neck and wrapped her arms around his neck, crying once more.

  “Daddy will get you another one, I promise. Now stop crying over your wand. I want to discuss your apology to Amanda. Tonight you’ll go to Amanda and Daddy Mark and apologize for hurting Amanda’s bottom. You’ll tell them that you got paddled and you’ll tell them specifically that you got paddled with your fairy princess wand. Am I being understood?”

  “Do I have to, Daddy?”

  “Yes, you do have to.” He lifted her chin and stared intently into her eyes with warning. “Should I convince you some more with your hairbrush?”

  “No! No! I’ll do it, Daddy.”

  “You’ll be sincere when you apologize, no making faces, no sticking your tongue out—yes I saw that today—and no rolling your eyes. Your tone and inflection will be apologetic. Or I’ll paddle you in front of the captain’s table. Am I clear?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  He patted her sore, bare bottom and said, “Okay, let’s get you into bed for a nap before dinner. Do you have to use the potty before bed?”

  She nodded and he sent her off with a slap to her fanny. “No dawdling.”

  After she flushed the toilet she came out still naked from the waist down and suddenly felt very self-conscious about her nakedness. Her face blushed and she averted her eyes, there was always uncomfortableness after a discipline session until they reconnected. Daddy patted the bed and she crawled in, lying on her tummy. Her daddy lay down next to her and pulled her into his body. He ran his fingers through her hair and she felt herself relaxing as they connected again. He murmured words of comfort into her ear, “Sweet girl, my sweet Lilly, her daddy’s lovey. Took your spanking so well. It’s all over. Shhhhhhh.”

  Chapter Four

  The ship was so wonderful and decorated in pink streamers and girlie decorations for the Little Princess Cruise. It was everything Gabby had hoped for. After she got up from her nap, she wanted to change her clothes for her mani/pedi. But here she was walking down the hall with her daddy and she was still in her yellow sundress even though she wanted to change into shorts, her daddy had told her “No” and that was that. They had a long discussion before they left about how she was to comport herself. She was to carry herself like a lady and wearing a dress would be a reminder. She was to speak with kind words, be gracious, no swearing, no sarcasm and she was to listen more than she spoke. Daddy said she was still getting six licks with his belt before dinner, as promised. He never forgot a punishment, ever. And as much as she hated to admit it, she loved that she could count on his steadfastness and his word. If he gave his word about something, it was as good as gold. If her behavior was anything but excellent when he picked her up, he would be adding six more licks. She definitely didn’t want a dozen from his belt tonight. She vowed that she’d behave.

  Her daddy was going to a daddy seminar to learn about things she probably would bear the brunt of. That wasn’t an appealing thought, but she knew he needed daddy friends just like she needed little girl friends.

  When she and Daddy walked into the nail salon, Gabby brought her hand to her mouth, it was amazing! There were pretty small white lights hanging from what looked like dental floss from the ceiling and each of the small white lights looked like little golf balls. The chairs were a pretty white leather and each one had a pink towel for them to rest their heads on. A princess crown had been laid on each of the seats for each of the littles to wear while getting their mani/pedi. The woman that greeted them was a large woman, who appeared to be in her late forties or early fifties. She was dressed in a black dress and she had a white half apron on with a paddle-ball paddle in the pocket. She had long red fingernails and smiled warmly at Gabby.

  “Well, hello little girl. What’s your name?”

  “Gabby, Ma’am.”

  “Very polite. My name is Greta, but all the littles call me Momma G.” She smiled at Daddy and said, “Good job, Daddy.”

  “Well, we try. And she’s supposed to be on her best behavior today. Please inform me of any misbehavior on her part when I pick her up. I’m Jace; my cell phone should be on your contact list and feel free to contact me if necessary.” Gabby’s cheeks heated when he looked her way, a clear warning. “It better not be necessary.”

  “Very pretty blush, Gabby. I’m sure she’ll be a lovely little lady today, won’t you, sweetie? Come with Momma G, and we’ll get you started on your nails. Oh, by the way Jace, I just want to confirm. If it’s necessary—which I’m sure it won’t be—I have permission to paddle her with my little friend here?” She lifted the paddle-ball paddle out of her pocket holding it up for Daddy to see.

  “Absolutely you have permission. But my girlie will behave I’m sure. She has had some recent incentive.”

  They both chuckled and Momma G put her paddle away. God, how humiliating. Momma G affixed a wooden oval name tag onto Gabby’s left shoulder. Gabby’s name was done in sparkly paint. “You’ll be able to wear this whenever you want for the rest of the week. It was made especially for you, but when we’re having large group activities such as today, you’re required to wear your name tag at all times. Understood?”

  “Yes, Ma’am.”

  “Your daddy has done a wonderful job training you, Miss Gabby. You’re delightful.” She started playing with Gabby’s hair, pulling it over her shoulder and commented, “You’re such a pretty girl. Now, go over and pull out a nail polish you would like for your nails and your toes. I’ll get the water ready for you over here.”

  Gabby picked out a pretty pink for her nails, something that wouldn’t clash with her clothes for the week, and a bright blue for her toes to match her bathing suit and the gown she was planning on wearing tonight.

  Momma G was waiting by Gabby’s chair and when she sat down and put the fairy princess crown on Gabby’s head. There were at least forty chairs and they were in semi circles of five each. She looked around at all the other little girls. The girls in her circle were quiet except for two who looked like they might end up in trouble. She checked their name tags—Meggie and Molly. Mmmm she’d try to stay away from them today; she didn’t need any more licks from Daddy’s belt. But, maybe another day they’d be fun to hang with.

  She looked over at a small girl, her name was Lilly and she was tiny with black hair and blue eyes. She almost looked like Snow White. The other girl in their group was Becca and she was dressed as a teenager, the white cords of her iPhone ear buds dangling from her head. Her eyes were closed, bobbing her head to her music, apparently oblivious to the other girls. She had shoulder length brown hair with a hot pink streak right in the front.

  Momma G came over and tapped Becca on the shoulder saying, “Becca, I’ve asked you once already, I want you to put your iPhone away and take your ear buds out, please.”

  “Ugh, why? I’m not bothering anyone.” She rolled her eyes and made an exasperated sigh, throwing her a
rms in the air.

  “Well, young lady, I’m telling you that what you’re doing is ‘bothering’ me and you’ll comply with my rules. Take them out of your ears and put them both away or I’ll take them and inform your daddy.”

  “Oh, all right. God!” She ripped them out of her ears and shoved them into her sweatshirt pocket. When Momma G turned her back, Becca said under her breath, “Whatever, old woman.”

  Gabby held her breath, waiting to see if Momma G heard. Thankfully she didn’t. Gabby turned to Becca and said, “You better be careful, she has a paddle-ball paddle and I bet she can make that hurt. You don’t want to get in trouble your first day. By the way, my name is Gabby. Nice to meet you, Becca.”

  “You’re probably right. But this is such a drag. I just want to sit in the sun and listen to my music, but Daddy said I had to be here. I just hope it goes by fast.”

  At that point, Momma G interrupted and said, “I want you all to take notice of the girls sitting next to you. These girls live near you, we put all the women who live within thirty miles of each other in the same circle. These are women you can become friends with, some of you live in the same town or very close to each other. So this is a way to get to know each other. I want everyone to be polite and friendly. I’ll not tolerate anyone being mean or unfriendly and I definitely won’t tolerate bullying of any kind. Any infractions of my rules will be met with swift retribution with my friend ‘Paddy’ here. I’m pretty sure nobody wants to be paddled today, so be friendly little girls and meet your new friends and neighbors!”

  Well Gabby had already talked to Becca, so she turned to her right and said hello to Lilly. “My name is Gabby, where do you live, Lilly?”

  “I live in Warrenton, Virginia, where do you live?”

  “We live in Bealeton, Virginia,” Gabby replied.

  “Wait, what did you say?” Meggie turned excitedly toward Lilly and Gabby. “Did you say Bealeton? Molly and I live in Culpepper, Virginia. We’re really close!” Meggie was clapping her hands and Molly and Meggie high fived each other.