Becoming Little Lucy

***Lucy is about to meet her Daddy for the first time as his little. She is nervously excited about his cute but sexy plans for their time together and has put on her happiest dress. However, before the evening is over she knows she will be stripped, spanked, bathed and bedded - and she can't wait!***

Lucy's eyes sparkled with excitement as she waited impatiently by the window, watching for her new Daddy to drive up. Although she had known him for a little while, this would be their first meeting as Daddy and little girl.

She had dressed up for the occasion in her favourite dress - the one that had a good flair to it when she danced and twirled. Wearing something that was familiar also helped her to feel a little more settled, even though her heart raced wildly in her chest.

Her Daddy had told her to leave her bra off, but she had felt a too top-heavy to go braless in this particular dress and had not wanted to wear something different. She had therefore made the dangerous decision to leave it on - after all, she wasn't opposed to a little punishment!

She squirmed in excitement as she leaned her head against the glass, her eyes searching the empty road for his sleek, snazzy sports car. Her heart skipped a beat as it suddenly came around the corner.

The red car smoothly pulled to a stop outside of her house. The car door opened and her tummy did a little flip as she watched her Daddy haul himself up out of his car with such confidence and strength. She felt a little more intimidated than she had expected, but couldn't help but grin - her fun-time with her Daddy was about to begin!

She ran out of the door to meet him, throwing herself at him in a big hug almost before he had fully stepped out of the car.

He chuckled. "Well aren't you a bundle of energy this evening!"

Lucy bounced excitedly and nodded. "How could I not be?! You're here! You're here, you're here, you're finally here!"

A part of her felt a bit self-conscious at her lack of subtly - most adults would try and suppress at least some of their inner excitement - the result of a lifetime's worth of social conditioning. But her Daddy had been helping her to get back to a more innocent time where genuine reactions were encouraged, if not expected. He liked her natural responses, and she was finding she far preferred doing what came naturally. She liked that she could be her normal enthusiastic self around him without having to reign in her excitement.

Jumping back down to the floor she grabbed his hand and span herself around beneath it, grinning wider as she felt her skirt spin cheekily up to her waist. She looked up at him with a slight blush as she patted it back down into place. "I'm wearing the pretty pink panties you got me!"

He smiled. "I think you'll have to spin around a little more slowly if you want me to see."

Lucy giggled and span around again. But, although she tried to spin around slowly, she felt too self-conscious to succeed. Plus, spinning around quickly was much more fun! With breathless enthusiasm she span around quickly three times.

She paused unsteadily, clinging onto his arm as the world stopped spinning. She tried to get her eyes back into focus as she looked up at his smiling face. "Did you see that time?"

Her Daddy chuckled and shook his head. "No, but I have a better idea." Putting one arm around her waist, his other pulled up her dress.

Lucy gasped. "Daddy!" Her eyes darted down the road to check they weren't being overlooked.

Lucy squirmed. The way he casually pulled up her dress because the mood took him thrilled her - yet she couldn't help blushing as he exposed her damp panties.

As if spurred on by his little's embarrassment, he tightened his grip around her waist and bent her further forward. In one smooth motion he pushed her panties down to her knees, exposing her quivering buttocks.

"Daddy!" she breathed, but her squirming made it clear that, naughty though it was, she liked the liberties he was taking with her.

He ran his hand appreciatively over her round little bottom. "Yes, Lucy?"

Lucy giggled and shook her head. "You were meant to be looking at my panties!"

"I think they were hiding something even better!" He gave her bottom a last loving squeeze and then pulled her panties back up, letting them flick back into place.

Putting his hands beneath her arms he turned her to face him, his fingers touching her ticklish armpits and making her giggle and squirm.

"Ooh - is my little girl ticklish?" As he spoke he wiggled his fingers a little, tickling her until she squealed in glee.

"Oh! Oh Daddy you know I am!" she gasped, trying ineffectively to bend her arms back to his hands. But he easily kept her in the grip of his mercilessly tickling fingers while her arms flapped ineffectively at her sides.

It felt almost too good to handle, and Lucy wriggled to try and escape the arousing over-stimulation, but her movements only increased her ticklishness. "Pleeease!" She gasped through her giggles, twisting and turning her body to try and free herself from his grip, but he held her fast.

"Oh!! Daddy! Please stop tickling me!" She was still trying desperately to escape the over-stimulation, but her giggles were sending out a mixed message.

Her Daddy smiled slightly and shook his head. "I don't think so - watching you squirm is far too fun!"

Lucy moaned loudly, yet it was clear that she was far from dismayed.

Her body was now in constant motion. She kicked her legs about to try and calm the growing tickle in her pussy, inadvertently flashing her special pink panties far more than her twirling had, but she barely noticed.

As he continued to tickle and tease her she grew more frantic. "Please, Daddy! Ple-e-ease!" she begged, even as his teasing fingers caused her to erupt into another breathless fit of giggles.

Just as she gave in to her arousal and moved her hands down to rub her pussy, he stopped. "You can't rub yourself here in the middle of the street, Lucy! What would your neighbours think?!"

Lucy stuck out her tongue, but reluctantly withdrew her hand. He had whipped her into such a frenzy that she had momentarily lost track of everything but how very much she wanted to cum. She blushed and squirmed as common sense returned to her.

He smiled and kissed her forehead. "I'm teasing you - I like that you're such a horny little thing. I wouldn't want it any other way!"

She looked up into his eyes in amazement and he winked at her. She stuck her tongue out. "Daddy, you're such a tease!"

He chuckled and slapped her bottom. "Go and lock up little one - I think it's time we went to my place and got you settled in."

Lucy looked over at her open door in slight surprise and ran back over to lock up. She returned with excitedly squirming steps - she was about to spend the night with her Daddy and she couldn't wait!

He helped her into his sports car and she looked at the seat-belt straps to either side of her with slight fear - she always found the racer-type ones confusing.

"Here, let me." He leaned forward and pulled the straps about her, calmly buckling her in as she gazed up at him in adoration - she loved how comfortable and natural it felt to be taken care of by her Daddy. He smiled and kissed her on the nose. "Good girl - we're gonna have some fun tonight!"

He didn't live all that far away and so it didn't take long to drive to his house. In a way Lucy wished the journey was longer - she liked the feeling of being so firmly strapped into the seat next to her Daddy.

He got out of the car and came around to open her door. She blushed and moved her arms out of the way. She knew she could unfasten her own seatbelt, but it seemed far more fun to have her Daddy do it for her!

He chuckled and leaned forward. "You want me to get you out as well, huh?"

Lucy looked down a little self-consciously but nodded - it was like being around her Daddy compelled her to tell the truth.

As his head came enticingly close to hers she leaned forward to shower his cheek with impulsive kisses. He turned her head toward her and their lips met in a frisson of sexual tension. She gasped slightly and shyly pulled back.

He gently petted her head. "It's okay, baby."

His hand slid behind her back. She moaned slightly as he moved his face up closer to hers. "Daddy likes it when you kiss him." His soft lips brushed her own. His rich voice felt like it vibrated right the way through her body.

She fizzled with excited anticipation. "I like that, too." she murmured, her eyes fixed on his. He smiled and nuzzled his nose up against hers fondly.

Turning her head slightly she pressed her lips sensuously up against his. Her eyelids fluttered closed as she slowly began to explore his mouth with her own.

At first her movements were tentative, but as she felt him run his fingers through her hair and pull her head closer she felt a little braver.

She drew in a breath.

Tilting her head up she kissed him more deeply, her hands finding their way behind his back and under his top as she pulled him as close to her as she could while still strapped to her seat.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise. He pulled off slightly, his head still close to hers as he murmured "Let me in, baby, let Daddy claim your mouth."

His lips found hers again and this time they parted for him. Her eyes remained wide as she felt his tongue invade her mouth. She could feel a blush creep to her cheeks, but, intimate and new though it was, she didn't want him to stop.

His tongue roamed around her mouth like he owned it and she moaned slightly at the intensity of feeling it produced in her.

At first she remained passive, enjoying the exploration but shy to participate. But then her tongue started to playfully nudge at his, play-fighting for dominance inside her own mouth, even though they both knew who would win.

She felt the seat-belt around her loosen and the hand that was in her hair moved beneath her knees as he lifted her out of his car, their lips still locked together in a kiss she never wanted to end.

He reluctantly broke their kiss for oxygen.

Lucy panted in a few quick breaths, her lips still parted, hungry for more. He smiled. "All in good time, sweetie."

He carried her through to his lounge and sat down on a large, easy chair, settling her in his lap and throwing her shoes and socks off to one side.

She smiled and snuggled up against him, nestling her head against his chest as the fingers of her right hand found their way beneath his top again to rub over his stomach, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin.

"So, what would you like to do first?" she asked, her thumb toying with the waistband of his trousers.

He smiled and lifted her up out of his lap to stand between his legs. "Well, first I think I want to strip my baby girl to see that sexy body of hers. Arms up!"

Lucy blushed but did as she was told with barely any hesitation - it turned her on too much to be given orders, especially sexy orders!

He pulled her dress off from over her head and she squirmed slightly at the way the fabric brushed against her perky nipples even through her bra.

She kept her hands above her head as he looked over her. She liked his obvious pleasure in what he saw, but, as his expression hardened slightly, she looked down guiltily at her bra. Much as she was grateful for the continued cover of her underwear, she knew that she should be topless by now.

He ran his hands behind her back and slowly slipped her bra off. As she felt him expose her breasts her cheeks glowed as brightly as her panties and all memory of her disobedience was swept away in a whirlwind of lust.

Her Daddy smiled and ran his hands up and down her sides a few times before bringing them to cup her perky little breasts.

Lucy breathed out a slightly shaky breath at the enticing feeling of his hands on her tits. Although she felt shy and wanted to look away, she found herself meeting his gaze as his thumbs rubbed over her hard little nipples.

A shiver of desire ran through her body and she sucked in a breath - after all the nights of imagining standing before him just like this, she was now really here and actually doing it!

He pinched a finger and thumb together lightly on each nipple. "Now Lucy, do you remember what I told you about what you were to wear tonight?"

Lucy nodded and looked down guiltily. "You told me to wear whatever I would feel most comfortable in - but no bra."

Her Daddy nodded. "That's right. But you didn't do that, did you?"

Lucy bit her lip and shook her head contritely. "No. But..." She looked up at him earnestly, "but Daddy, it's always so obvious when I don't wear a bra!"

He smiled and pinched harder, making her whimper slightly. "I know - but whose tits are these now?"

Lucy chewed at her bottom lip for several seconds, a little reluctant to answer as she knew where his logic would lead. "Yours, Daddy."

"And, if I ask you to do something, then what should you do?"

"I should do it or talk to you about it. But..." She fidgeted from one foot to the other, "...but Daddy, it's such an embarrassing thing to talk about!"

He smiled and ran his hands down her sides to the waistband of her panties and began to lower them ever so slowly down her thighs.

Lucy whimpered a little as she watched him expose her, yet she could feel how wet she was.

He ran his hands down the insides of her thighs. "Be a good girl and spread your legs for Daddy."

Lucy swallowed and did as he asked, stepping out of her panties as she spread her legs wide for him.

Pushing back his chair he got down onto his knees before her, his face so close to her shaved pussy that she could feel his breath tingling her labia. "My little girl should never be embarrassed to talk to me about anything..." He ran a finger between her glistening pussy lips. "...She can be shy - I like it when she's shy - but she shouldn't hide herself from me - not ever."

Lucy felt quite overwhelmed at his words and couldn't help but lean forward to hug him gratefully. The idea of being so unconditionally loved and completely owned was something that was quite new to her - but thoroughly enticing.

Her Daddy smiled and hugged her back. "But Lucy, you disobeyed me, so now I need to punish you." He sat back in his seat and tapped his lap.

Although Lucy had initially felt enticed into disobeying by the thought of punishment, now that it came down to it she found herself feeling tremendously ashamed to have disappointed her Daddy and not trusted him enough. She therefore clambered up over his legs feeling a lot like a naughty puppy with her tail between her legs.

She felt his legs shift beneath her as he pushed one leg up. This caused her body to jack-knife over his lap with her bottom upturned - there could be no doubt what would happen next!

With her fingers outstretched and her feet on tiptoes she could just about reach the floor. She was still finding her balance when he started to spank her.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

His slaps were steady and hard. She whimpered. It felt simultaneously good and bad -- like rubbing a stinging bruise.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

At first the warm sting of each slap dispersed quite quickly, but as he continued it felt to build until she found she could no longer take her punishment quietly.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

"Ow! Oh! Oh but please, Daddy! OW!" she gasped, shuffling to try and evade his steady palm.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

He didn't stop - he didn't even slow. He just continued at the same unerring pace as she writhed with increasing desperation over his knees.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

The pace had felt so reasonable at first - so manageable - but the longer it continued, the longer the pain lasted and so the less time she had to recover from each stinging spank.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

She was really fighting to escape now. Her whole bottom was suffused with heat and pain. But every time she managed to wriggle away he just pulled her right back again.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

The pain felt like it was building and building to a point she really wouldn't be able to manage. She was now fighting like a demon, squealing and squirming as he continued to assault her unprotected rear.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

But then it started to change - it still hurt, but she no longer wanted to fight it. It wasn't that her body had given up, more that she was finally ready to accept her punishment - and the more she accepted it, the more submissive she felt and the more she revelled in being so firmly put in her place.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

She was still crying out at each stinging slap and squirming as painful pleasures that surged through her body, but it was like her Daddy had made her body submit to him - like he had convinced every cell in her body that he was in complete control of her. She loved it.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

With four final firm slaps, he pulled her back up into his lap and gave her a big hug. To her surprise, she started crying. "I'm so sorry, Daddy - I thought it would be fun to earn a punishment, but I don't like disappointing you! I don't like it at all!"

He petted her hair reassuringly. "Shh, it's okay - you've been punished so we can now put that behind us."

Lucy hugged him more tightly. However, as she sat she started to squirm about, suddenly aware of the arousal that had been bubbling beneath the surface. She sniffled and looked up at him in confusion.

He smiled and bopped her nose. "I know you don't want to earn it through disobedience, but a firm hand is still a firm hand..." he paused to ruffle her hair, "...but don't worry, it's not just naughty little girls who get spanked..."

He ran a hand down between her legs and rubbed her pussy. She moaned in need.

She squirmed harder against his lap and, to her surprise, could feel his hardness. She looked up at him in amazement and he chuckled. "You're only noticing this now?"

She shyly nibbled at the side of her thumb and nodded. "You enjoyed that, too?"

He smiled. "Not the disobedience - but I'm always going to enjoy looking after my little girl, whatever form that takes."

Lucy grinned broadly and wrapped her hands impulsively around his neck as she plunged herself into an enthusiastic kiss. "Ooh, thank you, Daddy!"

Before he could even respond she had scrambled down to the floor and was kneeling up between his legs and fumbling with his fly.

He smiled and easily caught her wrists, thwarting her actions. "No, Lucy - first, what do you say?"

A wave of excitement washed over her. She squirmed. "Please, Daddy, may I suck your cock?"

He smiled and released her hands. "You may. And, if you're a good girl, I'll even let you swallow."

Lucy grinned and nodded as she quickly freed his cock from its confines. With one hand steadying it from the base, started to lick around the tip with small but eager strokes.

She took her time, wanting to give him the same kind of arousing build-up he had given her. However, as she switched to kissing her way down his length her resolve began to crumble and she found it increasingly difficult to resist taking him wholly into her mouth.

As suddenly as a striking cobra she dived down his cock, her eyes shining with excitement. With her Daddy's dick stuffed as far into her mouth as she could fit she looked up at him with a grin.

He smiled down at her and stroked her hair. "Good girl."

Her smile broadened as she pulled up almost all the way before thrusting herself back down again. Her eyes sought his for approval as she suffocated herself on his cock.

He smiled. "Would you like Daddy to set the pace that he likes?"

She nodded and pulled back up, her tongue swirling around his tip in appreciation.