In the first scene, I'm a young music student doing my music lessons after school with Step-Daddy. I'm playing my recorder when Step-Daddy shouts at me to stop. He orders me to turn around and raise my dress to expose my bottom for punishment. I've played a wrong note and Step-Daddy intends to teach me his own lesson! As I continue to play my recorder, Step-Daddy smacks my legs and bottom hard. Every time Step-Daddy spanks me, I hit a shrill note on the recorder. I play faster and faster until I throw down my recorder because I just can't take anymore spanks! In the second scene, Step-Daddy ha...

In the first scene, I'm a young music student doing my music lessons after school with Step-Daddy. I'm playing my recorder when Step-Daddy shouts at me to stop. He orders me to turn around and raise my dress to expose my bottom for punishment. I've played a wrong note and Step-Daddy intends to teach me his own lesson! As I continue to play my recorder, Step-Daddy smacks my legs and bottom hard. Every time Step-Daddy spanks me, I hit a shrill note on the recorder. I play faster and faster until I throw down my recorder because I just can't take anymore spanks! In the second scene, Step-Daddy has now taken the measure of having me play all the time with panties lowered and dress right up, showing my bare lower back. Step-Daddy shouts at me to continue to play my triangle and I express frantic anxiety through the sound, going faster and faster. Finally I stop and beg step-daddy not to beat me on my bare bum, not with my panties down! I resume playing, counting the smacks while hitting the triangle one time for each smack on my bottom. In the third scene, Step-Daddy has had enough! He orders me to self punish by spanking my bum with my drum sticks. I lie face down on my bed and with a stick reversed in each hand and I beat in rhythm on my bottom, panty legs pulled right up to expose each bum cheek. After I've beaten my bottom with the drum sticks, I get up and march round the bedroom, beating time on my bottom with the sticks whilst marching like a marching band. Finally, I beg Step-Daddy to let me stop. No more music lessons today Step-Daddy, please?