I apparently went on a roll, writing almost 5000 words the second day I worked on the sequel to “The Babysitter’s Daddy”, which as I mentioned before you can find in Baker’s Dozen. Here’s a scene where Dan (the main character) and Callie (the babysitter — who by the way is an adult woman) go to a spanking house party and Dan gives Callie a spanking in semi-public for the first time.

“Well, you’re welcome to go and play if you want.” 

Callie squeezed my hand. “Can we, Daddy?” 

My heart leapt into my throat. That was the first time she’d called me Daddy in front of anyone. But I guessed it was normal enough here, because Kate didn’t show any signs of surprise. 

I must have had [signs of] conflict on my face because Kate said,  “I know it’s your first party. Trust me, it helps to break the seal. But if you really don’t want to play in semi-public, you don’t have to. No one here is required to play.” 

She kept using the word ‘play’. Callie and I never used that word when it came to our spanking activities – – either she was getting punished, maintenance, or fun-slash-foreplay spankings. 

“Daddy?” Callie said again. 

I took a long breath. “Okay. I’ll spank you.” 

“I’m sure Joe and Emily are in the spare room,” Kate said. “But the master bedroom should be free.” 

Callie led me there; not that I was resisting, but I was a bit hesitant. This was something private between us and now we were going to do it where everyone could hear. 

At the end of the hall I peeked into the spare room; Joe was on the spanking bench, his upper body on the top “step”, his knees on the middle one. Emily was spanking him firmly with her hand and he had his eyes closed, head pillowed on his arms. 

“Come on, Daddy,” Callie urged. 

I followed her into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed, a little dazed. Apparently people just got spanked where anyone could see them at this party. “Are you sure you want to do this?” 

Callie stepped into me, standing between my legs, and cupped my face in her hands. I allowed her to tilt my head up so she could kiss me. “Yes, Daddy,” she breathed. “I want you to spank me. Right now.” 

I steeled myself – – though I don’t know why; it wasn’t as if we hadn’t done this countless times before – – and then reached under her dress to tug her panties down. They pooled around her ankles and she stepped out of them before arranging herself over my lap. The bed wasn’t high enough that my feet couldn’ t reach the floor, but it was too high for Callie; all of her weight was on my lap, and it was comforting. Familiar. 

I raised Callie’s dress, revealing the swell of her backside. I cupped her possessively. “Are you going to be a good girl during your spanking?” I asked, managing not to stumble over the words. 

“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice was small and faraway. “I’ll be a good girl.” 

“That’s what I wanted to hear.” 

Then I really did steel myself, raising my arm and smacking her bare bottom. 

The world… Didn’t end. 

I glanced over at the door – – no one was watching us. In the background I heard Joe being spanked. 

Okay then. I could do this. 

I smacked Callie again. Now she had two marks on her bottom, just the very palest pink. 

That wouldn’t do. 

If I was going to spank Callie, even in public, I was going to spank her right. That meant firm smacks of my palm against her skin, alternating sides, working my way up and down her cheeks. With each spank I felt my heart unclench a little – – this wasn’t so bad. It was just like spanking Callie at home, except I wasn’t sitting on my bed or couch. 

Callie’s first-ever spanking from me had only been [30?] swats, and she’d told me that I was a naturally-hard spanker. Since then, when I wasn’t punishing her or giving her maintenance spankings I tried to back off a little, but despite that it didn’t take long for her backside to become a uniform shade of medium pink. 

I stopped after about a hundred swats – – I wasn’t counting – – and rubbed her warm skin. “You’re being a good girl, Callie,” I said. 

“Thank you, Daddy.” Then, after a pause, “Daddy?” 

“Yes?” 

“Can you spank me harder?”

And yes, Joe and Emily (and Kate) are all from the SCU.