After cuddling with Daddy for a couple hours with my bare bottom, Daddy would tell me it's time for me to go to bed. I'll argue, wine, complain, and pout because it's 4 hours before my bed time but I want Daddy to give my ass a litle swat and point up to my room without a word. I'll lift my sore bottom off Daddy's lap and finally stand in front of him, between Daddy's legs.

My red ass will be directly in line with Daddy's eyes and he will get a perfect view of the handprints his spanking left me as I bend over to pick up my torn panties. Daddy will even catch a glimpse of my pufy, slightly damp, pussy lips as I pick them up and eventually walk away with a little wiggle in my hips. As I walk upstairs with my exposed red ass, I'll stop and look back at Daddy to beg him to come up and give me a goodnight kiss.

Laying in my comfortable bed, I would be resting on my stomach, blanket over my body covering everything except my face and my axposed sore ass. My eyes would be closed but I'm not asleep. My mind is focused on the punishment you had given me a couple hours ago and how my ass is still sore from it. I wouls be so caught up in my thoughts that I wouldn't have noticed Daddy walk in the room with a glass of water for me.

Daddy would rest his cool hand on my warm ass, lining up his hand with the handprint he made from the spanking and just cup my ass cheek in his palm while he leans in and kisses my cheek. Daddy would whisper in my ear how sorry he was for spanking me and add that I did deserve it before telling me he left me a drink. 

Just before Daddy got up to leave, he would playfully swat my ass one last time and add, "Get some rest Princess, Daddy is going to have to spank you one more time when you wake up tomarrow!"