“How about we combine the caught watching porn and bedtime ideas,” Natalie proposed. “I brought a pair of drop-seat pajamas that would be perfect.” I agreed that would be a great combination and we decided to resume the evening after next.

It was difficult to focus on day-to-day matters with another spanking on the horizon. I pondered what positions and implements might be best for a bedtime scene in which the recipient has just been caught browsing illicit websites. After our first scene, Natalie had expressed that my intensity was about right but she might have been able to endure a bit longer and harder warm-up before I had finished with the belt. Considering those comments, I settled on the brush that went unused in our first scene.

When I arrived, Natalie greeted me and explained, “I just got in from work. How about I change quickly and we can get started?”

I nodded and handed her the brush, “Put that someplace handy?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively and took the brush, probably anticipating feeling it warm her bare tush. She disappeared into the bedroom for a few minutes and then peaked around the door, “Last night, I bookmarked a good website. Give me a few minutes to get in position and then come on in, Daddy.”

I smiled at the reference and glanced at my watch and waited three minutes. “Natalie, are you ready for bed?” I asked, entering her bedroom. She was sitting on the bed wearing pink pajamas and gazing at her laptop. The pajamas’ front zipper was open as she masturbated. “Natalie! What are you doing?” I demanded. She immediately tried to zip up the pajamas as I spun the laptop around to see the doggy-style compilation she had been watching.

”I’m sorry, Daddy. I won’t do it again. Please don’t spank me!” she pleaded.

”Too late for that, my dear,” I replied, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. I pulled her over my knee and unbuttoned the back flap. I began to spank her taut cheeks and soon the impact zone was almost the color of the flannel framing her bottom. I paused and asked, “Where’s your hairbrush?”

”No, Daddy, please! Not the brush,” she begged.

”Get it right now,”I demanded. She stood and walked the few steps to the dresser where it lay as I appreciated the view of her lithe and very pink ass. She handed me the brush and laid herself over my lap. I resume the spanking now with the hairbrush that I knew from personal experience delivers a very powerful message. Soon her ass was much darker and hotter than it had the last time. I paused and caressed her well-spanked cheeks. “Are you going to watch porn again?” I asked.

”No, Daddy. Never again,” she answered with a genuine catch in her voice.

“Good, now get to bed,” I ordered. She crawled under the covers and gave me a satisfied smile. “Good night, my dear,” I said, blowing her a kiss before turning out the light.