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How was I going to get away with this one. My last attempt at a sleepover three months ago had been a disaster and I hadn't been allowed to spend the night anywhere since. I knew that my parents would never allow me to ever go to a boy/girl sleep over. It was this coming weekend and two of my friends were going. I just had to go. I had to work fast because time was running out. We were all eating dinner and my father seemed to be in a good mood so I decided I would give it a shot.

"Dad" I said, "Kati wants to know if I can spend the night friday night".

My dad looked up at me and then looked at my mom. "Are her parents going to be home?" He asked. Where had I heard this before.??I thought.

I told them that they were and that they said it was ok for me to come over. He then looked again at my mom and then looked back at me.

"Sarah", If you mind the rest of the week and do as you are asked, then you may go and spend the night with Kati." he stated. "But you had better behave" he reminded.

"Ohhh thank you," I said.

I then asked to be excused from the table because I wanted to go tell Kati the good news. That I was going to the boy/girl sleepover and my parents would never know. They would never suspect that I would do this after what happened the last time, besides this time I have it all figured out. I quickly ran upstairs and called Kati to tell her.

"Sarah", I hope you know what your doing," she said, "because if your dad finds out he will kill you."

"He wont find out" I said, "Just stick to the story that I am spending the night at your house and then the day before the party, just tell your mom that I changed my mind." I continued.

The rest of the week went smooth and so far our plan had worked. My dad had called and talked to Kati's mom about me sleeping over and she confirmed it. Thursday afternoon I again reminded Kati to tell her mom that something had come up and that I wasn't going to be able to stay the night. Then she could tell her mom that she still wanted to go to the sleepover. As I sat at the dinner table watching my parents, who were quite envolved in a conversation, I started to feel a little guilty for lying to them about where I was going to be friday night. My guilt was short lived as I focused my thoughs to the fact that the sleepover was at Jeff's apartment. He was the cutest guy in our whole 7th grade class. Since David had moved away, Jeff had become my new found interest. He was one of my coolest friends. Besides my parents were way to strict and I felt that they never let me do anything fun. I left for school the next morning feeling a little guilty for my lies and deceptions, and I must admit that the stiring in my stomach wasn't all from guilt, but from the thought of knowing that if my father ever found out what I was up to I would surely be severly spanked. My father was not the kind of parent that handled being lied to well. During lunch I was just about to tell kati that I had changed my mind for real when Jeff came over.

"Hi Sarah, Are you still coming to my house"? he asked. That was it, I couldn't change my mind now. I just had to go. Boys were my weekness and I couldn't fight it. No matter the consequence.

"I will be there." I replied

School went by rather quickly and I was soon on my way to Kati's house. Her parents worked until five pm and would not be home until we were already at Jeffs house for the night. We worked on our homework and had something to eat. I called my mother around four to let her know that we had arrived safely. Around five, we gathered up our things and headed to Jeff's. It was actually a small group of friends. three girls and two boys to be exact. Jeff's dad ran an arcade and they lived in the apartment just above it. We spent all afternoon down at the beach and we spent the evening running around town and playing games at the arcade. So far everything was working out perfectly. Around eleven pm Jeff's dad closed the arcade and told us that he was going down the street to meet with a friend and get something to eat. We decided to all go for a walk and that was ok with Jeff's dad as long as we didn't go far and promised to stay together. We walked to the corner store for some candy, then we headed back.
We finally made it back to the apartment around midnight and decided we should all turn in. The night had been perfect.

Just before we fell asleep Kati said, "Sarah you are so brave, I could never try to sneek something by my parents like this," "Especially your dad.

Jeff sat up and wanted to know what she meant by that remark. I told Jeff that my parents thought I was at Kati's for the night.

"What will happen if your dad finds out you were here instead"? asked Jeff.

"You don't want to know Jeff, trust me," I replied.

Jeff crawled from his sleeping bag and took me by the hand. He led me down the hall into the bathroom.

"Sarah, Im scared for you," he stated. "I've heard things about your dad and I dont want you to get into trouble. I like you alot and don't want to see you get hurt, " he said. " So tell me, if your dad finds out , what will happen to you?"

I hesitated, but I figured that he had a right to know.

"Well Jeff, I said. Um um if my dad finds out I'm here instead, he will probably take his belt to me, but don't worry, he wont find out.

With that reassurance Jeff and I went back into the front room and went to sleep. Before I drifted off to sleep, Jeff leaned over and gave me a little kiss. What was it about me, slumber parties, and getting kissed??.

" The thought of your dad whipping you with a belt is just to much for me to take. After tonight promise me that you won't sneek around any more ok?" he stated.

I promised Jeff that after tonight I would quit sneeking around. Then I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning came rather quickly, since we stayed up so late. Jeff's dad was already down stairs getting ready to open the arcade. It was around nine and we were slowly waking up. I was awake but hadn't opened my eyes yet when I heard a whisper in my ear.

"Wake up sleepy head," Jeff said. I opened my eyes and there was Jeff right next to me in his sleeping bag. He pushed the hair from my face and we talked a little.

"I want you to call me later and let me know everything is ok when you get home. " If you don't call me I will know you got caught." Jeff said.

I assured him that he had nothing to worry about, but that I would definitely call him later. Everyone was starting to wake now and Jeff and I decided to get something to eat. We arose from our sleeping bags and wandered into the kitchen to check out the food situation. We heard the door open and close at the bottom of the stairs that led to the arcade.

Jeff looked at me and said "Its just my dad coming from the arcade," and we continued on or quest for food.

All of a sudden Kati yelled, "SARAH!!!!" I turned and looked and there standing at the top of the stairs was my father!!!!. A feeling of sickness hit me in the stomach like a fist and I thought I was going to faint. I wasn't where I was suppose to be and this was going to be really bad. No one said anything but my father said plenty.

"Young lady!" he said. I see that lying and sneeking around have become a new hobby with you." "I told you what would happen if you lied to me again didn't
I ??

I tried to speak but nothing would come from my mouth. I just stood there as the realization hit me that I had just been busted. I knew I was in alot of trouble and soon to be feeling alot of pain. In less than two seconds my father had me by the arm, He swung me around and gave me three quick and rather hard swats to my butt.

WACK , Owww. WACK, Owwwww. WACKK, Owwwww.

I was so embarrased by this happening to me in front of my friends. I looked at Jeff and he could tell by the look on my face that I was terrified. He really had no idea what that look really meant. My face pleaded with him to help me but I knew there was nothing that he could do for me know. My father still holding on to me took me to the door.

He pushed me out the door and said. "Get you butt in the car NOW!!.

With that statement I quickly headed down the stairs to the car parked below. I was out in daylight in my pajamas, wearing no shoes and with a very angry father not far behind me. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I preceded to the passenger side of the car, I was quickly stopped by the quick grasp of my fathers hand to my arm. He swung me around again, I took a quick look to the door of Jeff's apartment and noticed my friends standing at the top of the stairs with the look of total shock and helplessness on their faces. My father pushed my over the hood of the car and preceeded to lay upon my helpless and squirming bottom several more smacks in rapid fire succession.

"Daddy wait nooooooo" I cried.

"This is what happens to you when you lie to me." he stated."Maybe some embarrasment will help you to remember not to lie and deceive me," he continued.

.SMACK....SMACK.....SPANK.....SLAP...... SMACK.....SMACK....

Owww Hooo Owww Owww HoooHooo. stopppp.....I cried out in pain.

My pajama bottoms were very thin and with the force that my father put behind every smack, they really weren't much protection at all. I could tell that daddy was very angry and that this was only the beginning to what was going to be a very painful punishment. He lifted me from the hood of the car. He seated me rather harshly in the passenger seat and buckled me in. He was scolding and lecturing the whole time. I placed my face in my hands and continued to sob. How could I do this again. I couldn't look up at my friends, because my bottom was stinging and I was so embarrased by what had just happened. On the way home my father lectured me on my transgressions and the fact that I had deliberately lied and deceived him. He just had to keep mentioning my last sleepover. Through my tears, sobbs and stinging backside I heard his lecturing and knew that this time I had better listen.

It only took us a few minutes, but I was not happy to be home because I knew what was waiting for me once we were inside the house. I knew he was going to take the belt to me for sure. There was nothing I could do to stop that. I turned my focus to the fact that when he made me pull my pants down in his quest to teach me a lesson, I would surely die. The though of Feeling the sting of the belt on my naked bottom was to much for me to handle. I was in such deep thought of my upcoming punishment that I didn't hear my father order me from the car. This made my situation worse because he thought I was deliberately disobeying him again. I suddenly felt him grasp my arm and pull me from the car as Another SMACK...Landed on my still stinging bottom.

Owwwwwww I yelled out in pain.

"When I tell you to do something you had better do it." he stated.

SMACK...SMACK...SMACK... Owww Hooooo Nooooo. "I didn't hear youuuuuu" I said.

As we approached the house, with my father still holding my arm I did the only thing I could do. As we entered the house I managed to pull myself free and I ran as fast as I could, down the hall and right into the bathroom and I locked myself in. This now put me in control of the situation and would buy me some much needed time. I knew what was waiting for me once I left the safety of the bathroom, but If I was going to get my bottom spanked, at least it was going to be when I was good and ready. It didn't take long before my father was at the bathroom door.

"Sarah, get your butt out here right now young lady," he yelled.

Pacing back and forth while rubbing my still stinging bottom and planning my quick escape I replied. "Noooo, Woooo hooo.

"Fine then" he replied, "stay in there, but when you come out you better be ready to deal with me and to finish this."

With his last words, I heard my father walking back down the hall toward the living room. I took a deep breath and turned toward the sink. I couldn't believe it. There lying on the counter was the cordless phone. I quickly picked it up and dialed Jeff's number. The phone rang twice and Jeff answered. I was so happy to hear his voice, but all that would come from my mouth were uncontrollable sobbs.

"SARAH??" he said. "Is that you?"

"Yeeessssss. I cried.

How?? What ? How are you calling me? Where are you? Are you ok? he asked.

"Nooo I'mmm not ok" I cried.. "I locked myself in the bathroom. Woooo hoooo.

Jeff replied. Ohhh nooo Sarah you're only gonna make it worse, you have to go out there" he stated.

"I know , but not yettt" I said."

Still pacing and rubbing my butt I told Jeff how I managed to free myself from my fathers grip and lock myself in. Jeff told me to find a place to sit because he wanted to tell me something. I sat down in the bathtub and I told him that my father had wacked me several more times on the way to the house. All of a sudden Jeff's voice became really calm.

"Sarah,you have to calm down now and listen to what I have to say". I took a couple deep breaths and did my best to stop crying.

"I know your upset and scared, and I wish that your father wasn't going to whip you." "I wish there was something that I could do to help you." he stated. Jeff's voice was so soothing and he made me feel like I was no longer alone.

"I know that you don't want to leave the bathroom, but the longer you stay in there the more he is going to spank you." he said.

With the though of my inpending spanking just minutes away, I began to cry.

"Sarah" Jeff said in his very soft and comforting voice. "Shhhhhh, please don't cry." "You have to go out there now ok" He replied.

"Nooooooooo" I cried.

"Sarah" he said again. "Listen to me, your dad isn't going to let you stay in there very long before he comes in and takes you out, and I don't want it to happen like that ok! So please Sarah you have to go now."

"When you get the chance I want you to call me ok? Oh and Sarah! I love you!!!. and with that last statement Jeff hung up the phone. I sat the phone down and I took a minute to collect myself, and to let what he had said, sink in. Although I knew what I had to do, getting myself to do it was something different. I stood up and walked to the bathroom door and opened it. Jeff had been right. My dad was standing out side the bathroom door again. It was probably just a matter of time before he would have come in and pulled me out of there.

"Sarah!" My father said. Once you step out into the hall, you will be mine to deal with, and by doing so you will be admitting to me that you are ready to accept your punishment for the lies and the sneeking around. Is that clear to you?" he asked.

"Yesss sirrrr", I said in a quite terrified and shaky voice.

My father continued he scolding in ernest, "Besides the lying and sneeking around and deception, your lack of respect to me and your mother is appalling to me. What is with you and sleepovers anyway. I thought we had raised you better than that, but I guess I was wrong." "Are you done throwing a fit and are you ready to obey me now and accept your punishment?". He asked.

"Nooooooo Sirrr" I said. "I'm not ready," "how can any one ever be ready?' I asked.

My father quickly gave me a stern look of disaproval with my reply.

"I want you to go to your room now sarah". He stated. My father took one step back I hesitated and then stepped from the security of the bathroom into the hall. I continued to walk down the hall and up the stairs to my room. Once I stepped into my room, I knew it was only seconds before I was going to feel the sting of my fathers belt on my helpless bottom. I heard my bedroom door close behind me and I quickly turned to face my father and my unavoidable punishment. My father reached down and unbuckled his belt and slowly pulled it out of each belt loop. The fear that Jeff had helped to releave somewhat had just hit me again and sudden panic set in. My father folded the belt in half and started to walk toward me. I wanted to run but I was so scared that I couldn't move. I just stood there helpless As my father approached me. He grabbed my arm and spun me around, I immediately threw my hand around to cover my bottom. This turned out to be a very big mistake as the first swing of my fathers belt landed not on my bottom , but right on the palms of my hands. "

Owwwwweeeeee. I swiftly pulled my hand away and the next swing of my fathers belt covered both butt cheeks with a solid Swoop. "

Owwwwwwwhoooo. I cried out in pain and found myself beginning to regret my decisions I made about leaving the bathroom so soon.

My father landed ten more wacks with his belt on my stinging backside before releasing me from his grip. I quickly grabbed my bottom and started rubbing it to try to subside some of the stinging. I had gotten through this spanking with under a dozen swats. Considering the situation, this shocked and puzzled me. I for some reason had expected much more, but I figured since he had swatted me in front of my friends and again on the way up to the house that the punishment was sufficient. Little did I know , my father wasn't finished with me.

"Sarah" my father said.

Through my hysterical cries I answered,"Yessss sirrr"

"I can't believe that you did this again?" he said."Do you understand that I have to punish you?"

"Yesss sirr." I replied."Owwwww

"Are you going to obey me from now on?." he asked.

"Yesss sirr" I cried. I knew this was an impossible task, but if it was what he wanted to hear, then I would say it.

"I'm glad to hear that Sarah, because now I am going to test you on your obedience right now ." " I want you to go over to your bed now Sarah and you will take down your pajama bottoms and bend over the side. You will take the rest of your spanking on your bare bottom," he continued.

"Dad noooo " I cried,And I quickly remembered the last bare bottom spanking I had gotten. If this did happen I would surely not be able to sit down for quite a few days. Still holding onto my already stinging bottom, I tried to offset my fathers order by stalling.

"I'm so sorry daddy, I wont do it again, I promise" I was trying to sound ever so sorry, but it wasn't working. Not on my father anyway. He pretty much ignored my cries.

"Turn around and take down your pj's Sarah" my father again demanded

"No." I said

That answer didn't set to well with My father. It pretty much angered him.

"Did you say NO!! young lady"? he asked.

He didn't give me time to respond.

It only took him a second to reach me. He pushed me over the side of my bed, held me down by the small of my back with one hand and grabbed the back of my pj's and started to yank them down.

"Daddyyyyyy Noooooooo". I cried and started to struggle, but it was to late.

"I am going to spank that sass right out of you little girl." He stated

"Daddy, Noooo nooo nooo pleaseeeee," I cried.

Smack...... the belt landed on my bottom with such force that I cried out in protest.

"Noooooo hooooo hooo woo hoooo. OWWWWW

My father continued to lay upon my naked and squirming bottom smack after painful smack continuously, as I yelled and cried out in severe pain.

Wack....Smack.... Spank...Spank.....Wack.......Smack.......Spank......Smack.....

Eeeewwwww Wwwwoooo hoooooo hooo nooooo owwwweeeee

The spanking seemed to go on forever and I thought that I would surely never be able to sit down again.

SMACK...SPANK...SMACK... SPANK....WACK......SMACK....WACK.

Owwweeeeee Wooo hooo owww nooo owwweee

I couldn't believe how much more the belt stung on my naked bottom. I didn't remember it hurting this much before. Finally It stopped and I felt my father remove his hand from my back. I laid there sobbing and screaming in pain.

I heard my father say. "Was lying , sneeking around and disobeying me worth the punishment you just received Sarah?".

"I replied in a very quiet and some what weak voice "nooo sirrr"

My fathers tone changed now and he replied."Sarah, I don't like punishing you, but you have to learn to respect and obey what we say, and if you choose to disobey then you must suffer the consequences, do you understand"?.

I simply replied. "Yessss daddy". but what daddy didn't understand, was that he couldn't spank the sass out of me, because it was me. I knew someday he would come to respect my sass, because I was keeping it!

My father returned his belt to his pants and left my room. I crawled onto my bed and cried for a very very long time. Although I knew that I wouldn't be able to sit down. I was glad that it was over. Later that afternoon when I finally quit crying, I hobbled over to the mirror to inspect the damage. My poor butt was slightly swollen, very red and had little welts covering both butt cheeks. I carefully slipped a pair of underwear on and slipped into my parents room and grabbed the phone. My father had left again and I wasn't sure where he had gone, so I seized the opportunity to call Jeff again. Jeff answered the phone, I could tell by the tone in his voice that something was wrong. He told me that I had left things at his house and that they couldn't get back by them selves and that meant someone had to pick them up. I knew right then that my father was at Jeff's retrieving my things. Jeff went to his room and asked me if I was ok!. I told him what my father had done but that just like my other spankings ,although they were devistating and quite painful, I always survived them. Jeff told me he didn't like what had happened and that I had better keep my promise to him or he would deal with me himself. Hmmm I wonder Just what he meant by that??.

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