Daddy's naughty Princess

Chapter 7

Vignette looked at Mr. Hans who was putting in the files inside his bag and then looked at her waiting for her answer.

“So what do you say? It is the weekend as well and if we don’t take some time today then I suppose we will be late again by another week and I don’t want you to be facing all these problems for an entire week once again…” said Mr. Hans with a concerned look on his face. It did sound something fishy but since it was the school councilor Vignette decided to go along with it. Anyway she was not supposed to return home today under any circumstances. All she needed was to spend an hour, get the grades back to normal and her reputation to pristine and then she could go back to leading her life just the way it was.

However did she know that this evening was supposed to change her life completely?

“I don’t have any problems with that Mr. Hans but it is just that I have not informed my parents and I have never done that earlier, so it seems a little bit weird for me,” said Vignette with a nervous smile on her face and the teacher gave out a short bark of laugh at her concern.

“You don’t need to worry about that Vignette. I am not kidnapping you or taking against your will, as soon as we finish talking you can go home. And if it matters that I am gonna give you a ride. After all I live only a few blocks away from you, so you won’t have any issues in reaching in time. Just let them know that you are just having a meeting with me regarding the scholarships and which is going to be the best suited school for you,” said Robert Hans as he went out of his office closing the door with Vignette in tow.

“Yeah, that will be great Mr. Hans,” said Vignette as she smiled at him as they walked together out of school to the parking zone where the teachers parked their vehicles. Robert drove a truck which was beautiful and sleek and looked absolutely new.

“Wow!! I never thought I would say this sentence but this truck looks seriously pretty cool. Cool ride Mr. Hans,” said Vignette as she looked at the truck enviously.

“You think so? Well most of the women like convertibles but I have always been a fan of this,” said Robert as he opened the door to the passenger side and gestured for Vignette to get inside.

The rest of the journey was passed in normal conversation about the classmates and who was dating whom and how he did not like Summer being best friends with Vignette at all but she would not compromise on that one. She had known Summer her entire life and she knew that her best friend was never going to hurt her in any way possible.

Her cheeks flushed red. She didn't want to be undressed like a child. Slowly she began unbuttoning her blouse and let it slide off her shoulders onto the floor. Reaching around her back, she undid the clasp to her bra but held it to her chest for a moment.

They reached his house and Robert unlocked the door and they both went inside. He put on the lights and then showed her the way to his office c*m library.

“So Ms. Turner, you said that you would not break your friendship with that slut you call your best friend? You want to tell me that you would never let go of that selfish b***h because you are too dumb to see through her act and are going to ruin your entire career for that purpose?” asked Robert in a vicious manner scaring Vignette. It seemed as if the man who had just drove her now and the man who was sitting at his desk were two different people. Just like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

“What are you saying Mr. Hans? We just spoke about it right now in the car…I mean, it is my problem that I am losing my focus. What does Summer have to do with this?” asked Vignette.

“Oh you have no idea at all. It is not just your focus which is slipping, it is your determination as well Vignette. And as far as I understand you need some serious punishment to keep you in line. So take off your shirt and your bra,” said Robert with a poker face but Vignette gasped at his words.

“What the f**k are you saying? I am leaving right now…” said Vignette as she rushed towards the door of the room only to find it locked. She was trapped.

“There is no point fighting it. You will take punishment like a good girl and you will get to go home. As simple as that,” said Robert as he looked at her face and then his eyes raked off her entire body.

"Take it off," he instructed. She knew that there was no other option except listening to what he wanted and giving in to his demands. She took off her t-shirt and stood before him in her bra as he gestured to get it off as well.

With a flash of anger, she let it drop and stood bare chested in front of him. The cool air hit her n*****s, tightening them into little pink buds.

"Good. Now for the second part of your punishment. Come here."

Oh no, she thought in her head. She didn't want to go anywhere near him.

"Come here," he repeated more sternly.

Swallowing hard she left the middle of the room and stood next to him at his desk. "Over the years, we've perfected our punishments to keep the school running in an orderly fashion. Your punishment today is a spanking."

Vignette couldn't believe her ears. "You're going to spank me?"

"Yes. We've learned that bare bottom by hand has the best results. Take off your panties and set them on my desk."

She was shaking. She couldn't believe this was happening. Numb, she slipped off her panties and set them on his desk.

"Another violation. All the girls are suppose to wear white cotton bikinis."

Vignette glanced at the black lace thong laying in front of her. "I thought no one would ever know," she answered meekly.

"We'll deal with that later. Now lay face down across my lap." He pushed himself away from his desk and waited.

When her step-father found out about this, he was going to be livid. But a tiny nagging thought in the back of her head said that he probably knew all this about the school before he had sent her here. She stepped forward and he helped her across his lap. The large chair made it impossible for her to keep both her hands and her feet on the ground as she bent over. Her fingertips stretched to touch the carpet. Her hair fell around her face, hiding her burning cheeks from sight.

Mr. Hans flipped her skirt up to expose her ass to him and with one hand caressed her butt cheeks. His other hand was on her upper back holding her in position. Vignette felt tears flood her eyes, she had never been so humiliated in her life.

Smack! His large hand landed across her butt and she jumped at the sharp sting and loud sound of flesh on flesh. Again and again he spanked her, alternating cheeks or landing the smacks across both. The tears ran down her face as she lost count of how many times he spanked her.

After several minutes of her bare ass being smacked by his hand, she realized he had stopped and was gently rubbing her red skin. The sensation was strangely soothing and she felt herself relaxing in his lap. Her n*****s were tingling from rubbing across the wool of his pants as the impact of each blow had scooted her up and back across his legs. And then horrified, she felt his hand move between her legs to touch her intimate parts. Even worse, as his finger dipped into her hole, she was wet! Her face burned in shame and she whimpered as his finger pushed into her further.

A sob escaped her mouth as a complete stranger fondled her. His hands traveled up her waist and cupped both breasts. His fingers teased her n*****s, stiffening them in buds again.

“You can go and kneel down at the corner of the room looking at the tree and deciding if you want to be a good girl or not,” said Mr. Hans as Vignette rose from his lap and unknown to her he sucked his finger dipped in her juices. God he could not wait to f**k this little minx. After almost ten minutes he spoke out to her.

"Miss Turner, please return to my desk." A bit shaky on her feet, she let her arms drop and walked to his desk. "Turn around." He examined her ass, his fingers tenderly prodding the smooth globes of flesh. "Ah yes, you will need another spanking. On my lap."

A bit shocked by herself, she eagerly set herself over his legs, adjusting so her ass was high and ready for his hand. She thought she heard him chuckled as he put one hand on her back and the other rubbed her ass cheeks, his finger occasionally slipping down to her wet hole.

Smack! Oh it still stings, she thought and the pain caused her eyes to water. But the warming sensation of his hand spanking her butt was also making her p***y tingle. She began wiggling in his lap and spreading her legs open, hoping for more contact between her thighs. Instead of whimpers of pain, the breathy sounds from her mouth sounded more like soft moans of pleasure.

After he had turned her ass red again with several smacks across her butt checks, he began rubbing the pain away. Vignette cooed in delight and spread her legs as wide as she could while keeping her balance on his lap. His finger dipped down to her wet p***y, sliding in slightly before withdrawing and continuing until he touched her clit. She squealed in surprise and delight as he pressed her button, causing her to become very wet in his hand.

"You are taking this punishment very well," Mr. Hans said softly, his fingers rubbing and touching her in all the right places. "And we're almost done." No, not done, she thought. She didn't want him to stop! His fingers teased and she felt so close to an orgasm, if only he'd stay on her clit a little longer or push his finger into her p***y a little deeper. "Get up."

"No," she groaned softly. He slapped her hard on the ass three times and she wailed at the sudden loss of pleasure replaced by pain again.

"Get up."

Vignette stood up and turned towards him and he pressed her breasts once more as he looked and smiled at her. He caught hold of her n*****s and rolled them in his finger tips making her moan even louder.

“You have been such a good girl Vignette, taking punishments and then growing wet in Daddy’s hands…so from now on…do whatever you want sweetheart but you need to come to Daddy and take your punishments on time…get me Vignette? And I am going to take care of the rest…I shall take care of everything till you keep on listening to everything I say..can you do that?” asked Mr. Hans as he smiled at me.

Vignette moaned at his words and said,” Of course Daddy. But can I kiss you?”

Robert wanted to yell in triumph but he just captured her lips in a hot scorching kiss.