I had been a very bad girl. My Step-Daddy needed to punish me. But before my discipline session began, Step-Daddy made me read aloud my letter that described how I had misbehaved and how my Step-Daddy should punish me. It was humiliating having to voice my misdeeds. It was also humiliating to ask for my punishment. Just thinking about having to ask for a bottom blistering makes me squirm. Once Step-Daddy was satisfied with my confession, he instructed me to bend over the bed for my discipline. Step-Daddy lifted up the hem of my dolly dress and petticoat, exposing my bloomers, he gently rubbed ... Show more