Careless Poppy - Don Brown
Poppy approached the end of the road, a young, slender, and blonde 18 year old. She never looked she just pulled out.
He, a 40 something business man, did not have a chance to avoid her.
Their cars met as if in perfect waltz, and spun together.
They separated and pulled over into the side of the road.
“Oh I’m so sorry she mumbled as she attempted to get out of her car, the seat belt still wrapped over her left arm, dragging her back in.
He calmly unbuckled his belt, something he was an expert at, one way and another, opened his car door, and walked over to the hapless wreck who was the other car’s driver.
“Now, calm down, take a deep breath” he said with an air of authority, he held the door open for her, took her hand and helped her out.
She soon settled and they began to talk about fault and insurances.
“Did you not realise that the road you came out of had a stop sign, and had I not just left the roundabout the collision would have been a lot worse?”
“Yes, but I thought I would easily get out but I had it in the wrong gear”
“Such a silly thing to do, why if you were my girl I’d…...”
He reached into his inside jacket pocket for his notebook and pen, “and your name is?”
“Poppy, Poppy Brown Sir” she quickly replied
“And you passed your driving test?”
“Last Friday Sir” her eyes now pointing down to her feet.
“And the car belongs to…?”
Poppy broke down, “M y D a d d y s” she blubbered, “please Sir, please what would you…” she stopped.
“Well girl, what would I what girl, spit it out?”
She spoke very quietly, “Please Sir,” she took another deep breath, “If I were yours you, you, you would do what Sir.
He lifted her chin with his finger, his well groomed greying hair moving in the light breeze, “I was going to say Poppy” he spoke quietly and precisely, “if you were my daughter I would let you drive me to the end of this road and make sure you stopped. When you understood, I would take you back home and send you upstairs to put your nighty on.”
“Would you send me to bed Sir?”
“Quiet girl, you would then return to my study and I would make sure you understood the word, STOP. Now you tell Me, what will your daddy say when you tell him you crashed his car?”
She hesitated He lifted her chin higher. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Sir, he would spank me wherever I was when I told him, then take me to my room for a taste of his belt.”
“Would he let you take his car again do you think”?
“No Sir and I’d be grounded”
“Anything else?”
She went even quieter, “My Daddy would probably give me a bed time spanking for at least week too, Sir”
“You seem very sure Poppy”
“Yes Sir, Daddy is the Head of our House, me and my family are taken in hand, to be taught manners, on a regular basis. Please Sir we are not beaten and abused, but looked and shown how much we are loved.”
Poppy began to sob and He pulled her to his chest, “Shhhhhhh lilone, I understand.”
She immediately felt safe, secure, and protected and sobbed her heart out.
He took out a pure white unused cotton hanky, opened it up, and moved her head back and wiped her tears; he then gave her it to blow her nose.
He wrote something in His notepad, and tore it out.
“Here are your 2 options Poppy, the first as you said, you tell your Daddy what you did and accept Him punishing you, being grounded, and losing the use of His car, or…….”
He stood back and lifted her chin again.
“Or, you give your Daddy this note, on it is My name and address, you can tell Him I failed to stop and accept full responsibility that is the truth, had I stopped we would not be here now.
You will apologise and ask Him to take His belt to you to teach you to be more careful.”
“Oh thank you Sir, how can I repay…...”
He cut her off, “Quiet girl, I have not finished, you will then report to My house for an after college spanking @ 6.00 each evening, for 5 days.”
He stopped and waited for her response.
“Yes Sir”
“That way you are not grounded and you will still be able to use His car.”
“Yes Sir, thank you Sir, Sir, what will I call You?
“You are doing just fine as it is”
“Yes Sir”
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“Daddy”
“Yes Poppy”
All in one breath so she was not interrupted, “I have had a slight accident, a car ran into me and scraped your car, but he said it was his fault and sent you his details”
Her Daddy came to meet her and saw she had been crying, he immediately took her in his arms kissing her forehead and led her to the lounge, sat down with her and cuddled her. As a girl, her instincts brought on the tears and she sobbed in His arms.
“Daddy”
“Yes Poppy”
“Daddy, please would you take your belt to me; I must have been so careless?”
“Yes of course,” he stood and took her by the hand and led her upstairs.
He let her freshen up whilst he waited in her bedroom, when she came in she saw he had already placed three pillows in the centre of her bed.
She lifted of her jumper and laid it on the floor, she unhooked her bra, and let her pert breasts bounce free and she bent over and place it on top of her jumper.
She lowered her jeans zip and removed them, fingers each side of her knickers she lowered them to her knees, and then removed them altogether.
“Should I put my nighty on Daddy?”
“Little point now I think” he stood, and unbuckled His belt, very deliberately.
Poppy jumped onto the bed and over the pillows. Her legs open just wide, enough for her lips to split open, Daddy said, when her legs were open this amount, and He had more bottom to aim at.
She heard his belt being pulled through his corduroy belt loops, stretched her hands to grasp her wrought iron bed head, raised her bottom, and held her breath.
Daddy did not keep her waiting long.
He knew how much she needed it, as she had asked for His belt, not a spanking first.
Whhoosshh Ccrraacckk, OWWWWWW
Whhoosshh Ccrraacckk, OWWWWWW
Whhoosshh Ccrraacckk, OWWWWWW
Daddy did not hold back, He never, ever did, she took 10 hard swipes across her young tight bottom and was soon crying hard.
Daddy stopped, put back on his belt as she sobbed, then picked her up into his arms and cuddled her, rubbing her welted hot bottom.
After a few minutes, he stood her up in front of Him and told her how much he loved her, and how lucky she was to have Him look after her.
He kissed her forehead and told her to bathe, get dressed, and come downstairs, which she did as if it was a matter of course.
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It was 5.59 pm as Poppy rang the doorbell.
She went to ring it again as He opened the door.
She looked around her, “Poppy Brown reporting for my first spanking Sir”
He stood back and opened the door wider and Poppy entered, she waited in the hallway as He closed the door.
“You will go into that room on the right, My study, remove your jeans, lower your knickers to your knees, hands on head, and select a corner to stand in”
“Yes Sir, I understand”
Poppy left the hall and entered the study.
She placed her jacket over a chair back and removed her jeans, folding them carefully and placing them over her jacket.
She put her hand down the front of her knickers to make sure she was still smooth, she touched each lip, and over her clit, it felt so good as her finger entered her pussy.
She quickly jumped as she heard footsteps, rushed to a corner, lowered her knickers to her knees, and placed her hands on her head.
He entered the study and sat at his desk.
She felt His eyes on her bottom as he picked up the phone and made a call. She so needed to touch her pussy, her legs were rubbing backwards and forward to relieve the urge.
“Excuse Me” He put his hand over the mouthpiece. “Poppy, keep still, step a stride back, legs apart and bend over with your hands on your shins.”
Poppy did it without question and He finished His conversation.
She felt a hand on the small of her back.
“Your Daddy certainly knows how to use a belt Poppy,” He rubbed the welts, gently at first, then rough enough to get a responsive moan, quickly followed by a reign of hard spanks.
He attempted to cover all her bottom with scores of slaps; He was firmer than her Daddy was, and just as hard.
She was soon sobbing, a very important part of her spanking.
He stopped, and left her to sob; he sat back down at his desk.
“You may stand and face Me”
“You may come here and sit on My knee”
“Yes Sir, may I take my knickers off completely?”
“Yes of course”
Poppy removed her knickers and sat on His knee; he hugged her and patted her bottom.
“You are allowed to relieve yourself”
Her hand pushed into her pussy as she rubbed on His knee, she soon trembled with a magnificent cum, and another, and a third.
She relaxed into his arms.
“You have been a good girl today Poppy, make sure you are not late tomorrow, or you will feel what the stripe of the cane feels like”
“Yes Sir”
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It was 5.59... 6.00... 6.01... 6.02... 6.03.
Poppy rang the doorbell.
“I’m sorry I’m late Sir”
“You will be girl, you will be!”
He smirked as he let her in.
She went straight to His study, removed her jeans, lowered, and kicked off her knickers, pulled out Sir’s chair and bent over it, her bottom HIGH in the air.
“Poppy, I always cane, naked.”
She stood and threw off her jumper.
“Ah, extra strokes for no bra”
Poppy smiled as she bent over the chair again, her pointed nipples touching His seat.
“Yes Sir” | 
