Dr. Jones was in his scrubs and rushed upstairs to tell his daughter Clancy he was leaving for the hospital. He knocked at her bedroom door and then opened it. His young, seventeen-year- old daughter was startled to say the least. He caught her in the middle of a very embarrassing act.

Dr. Jones stopped in his tracks and stared straight at his attractive blonde daughter.

"Young lady, that will be enough!"

"I'm sorry Daddy, I really am sorry," she quivered.

"Look I don't have time to deal with this now. I'm on my way to the ER for a patient in distress. I'll be downstairs in the office later this afternoon. The MINUTE school is out I want you in the office. Do you understand?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"What?" he questioned.

"Yes Sir," she responded.

The good doctor shut the door and made his way to the garage where he backed out his 2003 BMW and rushed to the ER.

Clancy was still in bed and didn't want to leave the comfort of home. "Damn", she thought to herself, "What's he going to do to me at the office? If he thinks he gonna spank me in his office when I'm going on 18, dear- old Daddy is in for a big surprise."

Clancy didn't give in to the temptation to stay home. She went to school but only to see her friends. She really didn't care about classes anymore. Her grades reflected that attitude also.

All day she watched the clock dreading going to Daddy's office. It was in the basement of their gorgeous home; complete with separate entrances for patients and staff. Usually Dr. Jones employed one RN and a receptionist. Clancy was afraid her sister would be working for their father once she finished nursing school. But that hadn't happened yet. Today all she had to worry about was keeping her "rear" safe.

After her final class, Clancy strolled into the office. There were no patients in the waiting room and no staff present other than her Father.

Once Dr. Jones heard the door, he came out carrying a file with Clancy's name on it. "Come on back Pumpkin", he hollered from the hallway.

"What's up Daddy? You know I said I was sorry about the naughty thing I was doing this morning. Do you forgive me?" she asked.

"Of course sweetheart, but we'll talk about that later. You get your clothes off and get this gown on. I have to give you a physical," he said.

"That's weird. I don't want this!" Clancy protested.

"I know, but no one else is available and I've done this for you before. You know, I AM A DOCTOR Clancy. I've seen more bare butts than you can imagine." he quipped.

"Why are we doing this now?" she asked as she undressed behind the screen.

"Clancy, I had great hopes for you of getting into an Ivy League college. And I still know that you have the ability. But since you've developed such an attitude and had so many problems in school, I'd be happy to see you get into a state university. However, I talked to Dean Murdock today and we're going to be lucky if they don't THROW you out of high school before graduation! Therefore, I have decided to enroll you in a finishing school that helps with attitude adjustments and you need a physical for admittance."

Clancy was dumbfounded.

"Don't I get any say in this?" she asked.

"No you don't. You see, I am the PARENT you are the CHILD. Therefore, you are going."

"Now, let me listen to your heart," he snapped as she sat upon the exam table in her paper gown.

Daddy poked, probed, and prodded Clancy all over while she laid on her back.

"OK Sweetie, roll over for Daddy," Dr. Jones requested.

Before she could protest, Daddy rolled her over and before she could say anything Clancy felt his left hand separate the cheeks of her butt.

"Daddy!" she protested.

"Clancy, Daddy is applying some KY jelly so the thermometer won't hurt. Now you can cooperate and let me do this, or I can smack you on your fanny and do it anyway. It's up to you", he said.

Clancy dropped her defenses and allowed him to touch her in that special area. Dr. Jones inserted the thermometer deep into her rectum and then he just gazed at his young daughter and patted her bottom. She was gorgeous just like her late Mother. When Clancy wore that school uniform consisting of a plaid shirt and white shirt, she looked like a model trying to be a schoolgirl. Daddy didn't know what had happened to his darling daughter in the past two years but things were definitely going downhill since her Mother died.

The doctor removed the thermometer, recorded her normal temperature, gave his young daughter a slight slap on the backside and then ordered, "Get dressed and wait here." as he left the room.

"Whew," Clancy thought to herself, "No shots! Hey this time it went OK" she thought as she dressed and then sat on the table. Her mind started to wander. Wait, a minute………Why was he coming back in here?"

Clancy's thoughts where soon answered when Daddy returned carrying a small, white, covered tray. His eyes met Clancy's. She knew what was up! She had been tricked. It was a shot!

"Now Sweetie, Daddy didn't tell you about the shots because he didn't want you to sit here and worry or worse yet, run off. Daddy is too old to chase you down the hall and put you in restraints. Now just be a big girl for Daddy and lie down on your tummy" he ordered.

"NO" she screamed. "I won't do it!" she exclaimed as she crossed her arms.

"Pumpkin, Daddy has to update your tetanus and has a new a meningococcal immunization for you and they're going in your butt. Now lay down!" he ordered in a stern voice.

Clancy knew Daddy meant business. She succumbed to his wishes and lay down. She hated this particular exam room. There was a large mirror in front of her where she could see Daddy draw the vaccine into the syringe.

Daddy lifted her shirt and pulled her white cotton panties down to the crease in the cheeks of her butt. Clancy started to whine.

"Sweetie, I haven't touched you yet."

"That OK, I know it's gonna hurt" she said.

"Let's do this like we used to when you were little. You take your finger and point to the spot you want Daddy to stick you. That way it won't hurt as much", he said.

"OK", she snuffled. Clancy took her right hand and pointed to a spot on her right butt cheek.

She felt Daddy squeeze it with his middle finger and thumb. Then she felt him swipe it with an alcohol swab he held in the same hand with the syringe. As Clancy looked up into the mirror she saw Daddy bring the syringe to his mouth and remove the plastic needle cover with his teeth. She squirmed! She had never seen a needle so big!

"OK, Daddy's gonna' bite!" he gently forewarned her.

"OUCH" she hollered as Daddy pushed the needle deep into the glut muscle for maximum absorption. It hurt more and more as he slowly pushed the barrel full of vaccine into her bottom. The burning sensation made her want to fidget but she knew that was not allowed.

"Good girl, you were really brave," he said. "Now find a spot for the next injection."

Clancy found a spot on her left buttock and just closed her eyes. Daddy pinched the area, swiped it and stuck her so hard she cried. Then Daddy put cartoon character Band-Aids on her bottom. She was so cute there on the exam table, in her uniform with her shirt up and her panties down. Daddy kissed her on the forehead.

"Now then young lady, we have some unfinished business regarding this morning" he said as he frowned at his young daughter.

"You mean I'm in trouble for what I was doing?" she asked.

"Yes, but Daddy has another patient coming in. So I need you to go on upstairs to your room. I suggest you complete any homework you may have. I instructed the butler to serve you your dinner in your room. I'll be up as soon as I finish here."

"Ok Daddy" she said worriedly. Two shots and a spanking in the same day she thought! I can't take this! And this stupid finishing school idea – this is a nightmare.

Later that evening Dr. Jones returned to his daughter's room. The door was open. Clancy was waiting on the bed; her big eyes moist with tears because of what awaited her.

Daddy pulled up what had become known as the ‘spanking chair' up to her bedside and he sat down.

"Come here and stand in front of me Sweetie" he told her.

Clancy was being very obedient and didn't want to offend her father. She stood in front of him. He raised her skirt and peeked in her panties just long enough to pull the Band-Aids off in one quick yank.

"Ouch'" she said softly.

"Sit here on Daddy's lap for a minute Pumpkin," he said as he guided her to his right knee.

"What am I going to do with you?" he asked as he shook his head.

Clancy shrugged her shoulders and then said, "You could give me a good stiff lecture and some corner time. I'm sure I'd learn my lesson that way".

"Clancy", he said, "I have given you lectures, corner time, spankings, I've taken away privileges but for some reason you just don't seem to get it. This calls for more severe consequences. No Pumpkin, tonight I think I need to introduce you to ‘Mr. Paddle' and let him have a serious conversation with your fanny."

The good doctor reach down in his suit pocket and pulled out a medium sized heart shaped pink paddle that had the name Clancy burned into one side.

"Let's get this over with Sweetie. Now you lay over my left knee and stretch your arms out across your bed. Daddy is going to hold your butt on his left knee and hold you between his legs so you can't kick like you did the last time we had to do this."

"Daddy, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS………."

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

For such a medium sized paddle, it sure could cover territory. Daddy had superior delivery experience and administered resounding blows to every area of Clancy's derriere. With her hips straddled between his legs, he had good control of her butt too. The squirming and fussing and moving she attempted did little good.

The whacks continued and built to a crescendo as Clancy began to cry real tears. Daddy knew his little girl was sorry - for now.