Don's Spanking Pages

A Bad Decision -- A Megan Story
by Kayley
Copyright (c) 2000

Megan stomped upstairs to her room and slammed her door. She could not believe they were treating her like such a baby. She was 15 yrs old-more than old enough to go to a concert on her own. And she wouldn't even really be on her own. After all Melissa and her sister were going, and Brandi, Melissa'solder sister was 18, an ADULT!!! Frustrated beyond words, she threw herselfon her bed.

There was a loud knock on her door as she hit the bed. Only one person in the household made that much noise knocking. "Yes, Daddy?" she called out, trying very hard not to sound too disrespectful. The door opened. Her father walked in quietly, looking at her sternly.

"I know you are angry right now because you didn't get your way this time but you know better than to slam doors in this house, young lady, " He stood over the bed, looking down at her.

"I know," she muttered looking down at her pillow. "I'm sorry."

"You had best make sure it doesn't happen again. I'm letting you get by with it this time but this is the only warning you will be getting. Any more of this attitude and you and I will be having a very long discussion. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Sir, " she answered, looking down still. She knew all about her daddy's "discussions" and there was very little actual talking involved in them. Unless you counted his hand talking to her rear end.

"Daddy its not fair...." she started.

He cut her off with a look. "I don't want to hear any more about this - I said no - your mother said no. You are not old enough. I'm sorry that is the answer. I know its not the answer you want to hear but you will just have to accept it. " He stood over her, staring down as she lay on the bed sulking. Finally he left the room.

She stayed in her room and sulked the remainder of the evening, coming down only to eat supper in a sullen silence. Her little sister, Kendall, jabbered on and on about the things that were going on at her school and her parents talked but Megan refused to talk to anyone. Finally, after helping clear the table and put the dishes on to wash, still in silence, she stalked back to her room and fell asleep.

By the next morning, however she had hatched a plan to get what she wanted and not get in trouble. It was virtually foolproof. Hugging her surprised parents good bye after breakfast her father commented on her good mood.

"I'm really proud of this new attitude honey. I was afraid you'd spend the entire weekend in your room sulking about not being allowed to go. I am so proud of you." He said as he hugged her close. She smiled and snuggled back but inside she kind of felt like a rat. However, she played her part
perfectly.

"Daddy?" she asked as he hugged her tight.

"Yes, angel?"

She cringed inside when he called her angel, his pet name for her as long as she could remember. "Jodi's Mom and dad won't let her go either. So do you think I could go over to her house tonight? We'll be the only ones of our friends who aren't going." She tried to make an appropriately sad face.

He thought for a second. They knew Jodi's parents and he was not surprised at all that they were not allowing their 15 year old to go to the concert.

"Sure baby. I don't see why not. After all you aren't being punished, we just don't feel that you are old enough to go to those kinds of things without one of us. " He smiled down at her. She smiled back and kissed his cheek.

"Thanks Daddy!" she called out as she ran from the house.

All day at school she found it hard to contain her excitement. She had pulled it off. She and Jodi laughed at lunch about the brilliance of their plan. Both of their parents had vetoed the outing but approved of their child being at the other's house overnight. There would be no reason to check up on the girl's. They never had in the past.

The day passed unusually quickly and Megan raced home to change and pack a bag for her "sleepover." In reality both she and Jodi would be sleeping over at Brandi's new apartment. Hugging her parents good-bye , she ran to the corner where Melissa's car was waiting and they were off.

The evening passed uneventfully for both Megan and her parents. Kendall had spent the night with a friend also and they were relaxing and enjoying the quiet. Kayley went in the kitchen to fix some hot chocolate as the news started and Kyle sat back on the couch to watch.

"Our first story tonight. A fight broke out at a local concert hall tonight during a performance injuring several young people."

The intro instantly got Kyle's attention. He was so glad Megan had accepted that she was not going to be allowed to go there. He had had a bad feeling about it from the beginning. Watching the story he was surprised to see a very familiar head of bright red hair. Only two people he had ever seen had hair that color and one was in his kitchen at the moment.

"Kayley, come here quickly!" he called to her.

Kayley ran back in, obviously concerned.

"Did you by any chance tell our daughter that we had changed our minds about her going to that show tonight?" he asked as she ran into the room. Kayley looked at him surprised.

"Of course not! Why would I have said that-we agreed that she was too young." Then something on the television screen caught her attention too.

"That looks just like........ it can't be...... it IS . " she sputtered.

Sure enough, the bright red hair belonged to a certain younger female in the household. "I cannot believe this....is that Jodi with her?"

He glanced at the screen and there was Jodi, Megan's best friend since preschool, standing right next to her.

"I think we should call Mark and Monica and see what is going on. " Kyle said once the segment had ended. " I seriously doubt they would have allowed Megan to go with them unless they had our permission first. "

Kayley retrieved the phone and brought it to him. Her face still bore the look of disbelief. Megan was strong willed and sometimes had a tendency to not think but she rarely deliberately disobeyed her parents. Especially her daddy. Despite the differences the two of them had had as she got older, Megan worshipped her father.

Kyle sat the phone down and began looking for his keys. "I cannot believe her. Jodi told her parents she was over here and I guess they rode with the other girl who was going. I cannot believe her. And here I told her I was proud of her this morning for accepting out decision. She didn't accept it-she was playing games. " He shook his head.

" She's getting older honey. She is going to push us more and more. You might as well get used to that. " she said quietly.

" I know she is going to try to be more independent but deliberate disobedience and lying will NOT be a part of it. It will be a LONG time before a certain little red head pulls a stunt like this again. "

Kayley agreed, but at the same time she felt for Megan. From the look on Kyle's face she knew Meg was in for a long night. But she'd earned it, there was NO doubt about that.

"Mark and Monica are headed down there to retrieve Jodi right now too. I doubt our child will be the only one sleeping on her stomach tonight. " Kyle said as they shrugged on their coats and headed for the car.

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Megan could not believe the awful luck they were having. First the stupid fight breaks out and there were guards and police officers everywhere. Then there were ambulances taking the two kids that had been pretty injured away. Now the police were questioning everyone around them. All she wanted to do was go back to Brandi's apartment and go to sleep and forget this stupid night.

She could not believe she had gone to all this trouble, deceived her parents, for this... It was not worth it. Plus there were news cameras everywhere. She only hoped she didn't get spotted by her parent's on the news.

Looking out over the crowd she saw a sight that made her blood run cold. Mr. and Mrs. Arnold, Jodi's parents, were making their way towards them through the crowd. And they did NOT look happy.

"Uh oh," she heard Jodi mutter. She looked like a trapped rat. This had not been Jodi's idea and she had been afraid to go through with it. But as usual, Megan had insisted that it was foolproof and Jodi had given in. Now her friend was going to be in trouble. And she realized, chances were she would be too.

"Jodi Allison Arnold!" Mr. Arnold yelled as they drew nearer. Jodi cringed. "I cannot believe this. You were supposed to be at Megan's house!"

It felt like every eye in the crowd was on them. Jodi's Mom grabbed her by the arm and then looked at Megan. "And your parent's are on their way right now too Miss Megan. You are both in a LOT of trouble."

Jodi looked terrified. She was a quiet kid, never got into any trouble (unless of course, Megan was involved). Megan felt awful suddenly for dragging her into this.

"Mrs.Arnold- this isn't Jodi's fault. It was all my idea. I talked to her into doing it - she didn't want to. I swear. Don't be angry at her. " Megan pleaded.

"Oh I'm sure you came up with it Megan. That I don't doubt a bit but you didn't force her to come or to lie to us. She did that and believe me she will be sorry." Mrs. Arnold answered, still gripping Jodi's arm.

Megan could not believe this. This was all going so wrong. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, her father appeared. And the look on his face said it all. She wished she could shrink down and disappear.

"Hello Megan," he said tightly. It was obvious he was struggling to stay calm with her.

"Hi Daddy," she answered in a tiny voice. She couldn't even bring herself to look up at him.

"I think we had better get home. Are you going to cooperate or do I need to drag you? I'll do either. " he said gruffly.

"I'll come," she answered softly. Turning to Jodi she said," I am so sorry. I didn't mean to get you in trouble. "

"I know," was all Jodi said back.

"Its amazing, Megan. You never seem to intend to do any harm and yet every time something like this happens you are involved. We may have to start thinking very seriously about this friendship between you and our daughter." Mrs. Arnold remarked as Megan walked past her.

Megan was having to try very hard not to cry. It was true. She was always the ringleader. Always had been. She felt awful.

The walk back to the car was quiet and interminable. The embarrassment of having her father show up had quickly been replaced by the fear of what would happen when she got home. Her father had no problem with the idea of disciplining his oldest daughter. And she knew she was in some big trouble.

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They drove home in complete silence. The old cliche about cutting the tension with a knife was quite apparent in the car. Kayley sat quietly in the front with Kyle, Kyle tried to concentrate on driving home without getting them in an accident, and Megan wondered what was going to happen once they got home. Somehow she doubted she'd escape the night without a very sore rear end.

She felt a feeling of dread creep over her as they pulled into their subdivision and she saw their house ahead. She felt like a condemned man walking to his execution.

Kyle pulled the car into the garage and everyone got out of the car without speaking. Megan silently followed her parents into the house.

"Megan, I want you to go take a shower and go to your room. You reek of cigarette smoke and your mother and I need to discuss something. I also think you need to think long and hard about what you did tonight and how many things could have gone wrong. "Kyle said once they were all inside.

"Yes, sir," Megan mumbled as she fled up the stairs to the safety of the bathroom. She took as long as possible showering and changing into her pajama's. As she slipped on the shorts to her jammies she wondered why she was bothering with them, they'd surely be down around her ankles again shortly. But, she decided, he might not, so she'd better not tempt fate.

Finished dressing and straightening up the bathroom, she slipped across the hall to her bedroom and sat down on the edge of her bed. She thought about what her father had said. Yes, she could have been one of the kids in the fight that got hurt, or she could have been in an accident and her parents would have had no idea where she even was. But even more than the danger of what could have happened was the look in her father's eyes when he had seen her standing there. She could almost feel his disappointment in
her. She hated that more than anything. She adored her father and all her life he had been there for her, no matter what. He was her number one fan and the person she loved most in this world. And tonight she had lied to him, and deliberately disobeyed him. She hung her head. No matter what he chose to do to her tonight, it couldn't make her feel any worse than his disappointment in her did.

Within a few minutes the door opened and her father walked in. He sat something down on her dresser before she looked up at him.

"Daddy, I......" she began.

"Its my turn to talk right now Megan. I'll tell you when I want to hear more than yes sir or no sir from you. Understand?" Kyle interrupted.

"Yes, sir," she answered quietly.

"Megan what you did tonight was dangerous, irresponsible, and deliberately disobedient. You lied to me about where you were, you lied to Jodi's Mom and dad, you went somewhere I explicitly forbade you to go. You could have been hurt or killed tonight and I would have had no idea where you were. Do you realize all of this? Do you have any idea how serious this is?"

"Yes, sir," she answered again.

"I am glad that you do because I want you to understand the punishment I'm giving you. The way I see it you did two things that were punishable. You lied to me and you disobeyed me. And you disobeyed me in a very serious manner. I think you need to be punished for both of them. Do you have anything to say in your defense?"

He looked at her intently as she shook her head no. "No sir"

"Megan, why did you do it? It isn't like you to act like this, baby." He asked her quietly.

"Because I am tired of being treated like a baby. You and Mom never think I'm old enough to do anything. You always treat me like a little kid." Megan tried to explain.

"Honey, your mother and I don't tell you no because we enjoy it. We did it because we did not feel that you were mature enough To go to this on your own. And I believe that your behavior tonight proved that we were correct. You are not mature enough to go places like that alone if you are not mature enough to listen and obey your parents ."

"Yes, sir. I don't feel very grown up right now-that's for sure. " Meg said, softly looking down.

"You are about to feel even less grown up I'm afraid. Your mother and I have discussed this and she agrees with me on this. First, you are going to be punished for the next month. No going out, no telephone. You come straight home after school and you stay here. " He could tell she wanted to say something but she kept her mouth shut. A month was a long time to a teenager, he knew. But she'd earned every day of it.

Megan went pale. Two paddlings? One was bad enough to leave her sore for a day or two but two in one day? She looked up at her father pleading.

"I'm sorry honey. I know it will hurt you but it will hurt much less than if you had been in an accident or hurt in that fight.. I think you know you deserve it. "

Megan could feel her eyes already filling with tears. She knew she had it coming but she didn't have to be happy about it. She bit her lip and stayed quiet.

"You know what to do honey. Drop the shorts and the panties and get over the pillows. " his voice was calm but stern. There would be no stalling.

Megan quickly stood up and faced her bed. With tears already threatening she pushed her shorts down. She wished he would just let her wear her panties.

"Panties too baby. Its nothing I haven't seen and spanked 100 times already. " he said as if reading her thoughts.

With a defeated sigh she pushed her panties down to her knees and bent over the pillows. Her daddy didn't waste any time on lecturing her, he had already said enough. He started spanking her with the paddle almost immediately. And almost immediately she began to cry.

SMACK!!!CRASH!!CRACK!! Again and again it fell against her backside, making her jump and twist to get away. She laid on her hands to keep from reaching back but it took all her will power. SMACK!!CRACK!!CRASH!! She sobbed and lay still after what seemed like forever, accepting the punishment and too sore to wiggle and fight. She wasn't sure exactly when it ended. She lay there and cried for a long time before she became aware of her father sitting next to her. He rubbed her back gently.

"That's over baby. It's OK. "he soothed. He pulled her bottoms back up over her sore backside and she had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming. He pushed her pillows back to their rightful places and then pulled the covers over her. He leaned down and kissed her on the the forehead. She noticed as she watched him head for the doorway, that he left the paddle on her dresser. At the door he stopped, "I'll be in in the morning before breakfast to finish this up baby. Good night." With that he shut the door
behind him.

Megan lay in her bed and cried softly. She couldn't believe how sore she was already and she had more to come in the morning? She didn't think she could take it. Plus a whole month in the house? But he was right, she thought as she fell asleep, what I did was dangerous and irresponsible and it won't happen again.

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Despite what hung over her in the morning, Megan slept soundly. Probably from all the crying. When she was little and got spanked she always fell asleep afterwards, no matter what time it was. It wore her out.

About 9:00 she heard her door open. Opening her eyes she saw her daddy standing there, already showered and dressed.

"Meg, you've got 5 minutes to go run to the rest room and get back in here so we can finish up your second spanking. I said I'd be in her before breakfast. " he said quietly.

"Yes, sir," Megan obeyed him immediately. Sitting up she winced as her sore backside touched the bed. She only thought it was sore now..........

Returning a few minutes later she saw that he had returned her pillows to the edge of the bed. He was standing there waiting for her.

"Come on baby. Let's get this over with, OK?" he asked her softly. She could tell he wasn't angry anymore. She decided to take it as best she could and not disappoint him again. She pulled down her bottoms and her panties and bent over without him asking.

"Baby, I know you are still sore from last night and I know that this hurts you. I hate having to hurt you but I'd rather give you a sore backside than have to go identify you at the hospital. I hope you understand that. I love you. " he said as she busied herself getting ready.

"I understand daddy," she answered softly. And she did. Hard as it was to accept she understood his reasoning. She shut her eyes and tried to prepare herself for it.

SMACK!!!!! The first one still caught her unprepared. As sore as she still was from last night's paddling, her backside caught fire much more quickly. She was soon sobbing and fighting to hold still.

"I'm sorrrrrrry Dadddyyyyyyyy. I won'tttttt ever do it again.........." she begged and pleaded and got no mercy. The paddle just kept crashing against her backside, which she was certain, now glowed in the dark.

After what felt like an eternity he put the paddle down and sat down beside her again. She just lay there sobbing and babbling. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry......"

He pulled her to him after a few minutes, pulling her shorts up as he did. She cried out when he did and then resumed her normal sobbing.

"Baby, I' know you are. And I'm sorry I had to come down so hard on you but you have to learn. I will NOT allow you to disobey me or lie to me especially to do something so dangerous. I don't ever want to have to punish you like that again baby. Ever. "

"I don't either daddy. I won't ever ever do that again. I'm going to be good and listen from now on. I swear. I'm sorry....."

They sat there for a long time, her crying and him holding. It felt almost like it had when she was little and didn't want to be in control of her own life. For a little while she felt 4 again. Completely safe.

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