Love on the Back Hand Side
Afrobrown © 2008

We are sitting in the bedroom; Daddy on the computer sitting naked in a high back plush leather office chair. His skin is glistening under the fresh almond oil He just put after His shower. His dick is laying comfortably on the chair between his legs. He looks like huge chocolate bar that I am so desperately carving. But I say nothing I just steal lustful and loving glances at Him. Mommy is laying peacefully in the bed watching TV in a fetal position; one arm under the side of Her face an the other resting on Her thigh. She is so pretty. Her butterscotch skin is so smooth and soft. When She is near me I have to touch Her, even if only for a moment. I am sitting naked, as ordered by Daddy, on the edge of the bed in my own world. In fact, as soon as I walk in the door of my Master’s house I am to greet Mommy with a kiss, remove all of my clothes, then suck His dick until He tells me to stop. So there I sat in deep thought about my new situation of being with a married couple and being with a woman for the first time. Just then Daddy knocked me out of my trance and ordered me to get in the shower.
            “Go get in the shower little girl”; with a stern but pleasant voice. “Ok, after this show goes off” I replied mocking his tone of voice and without taking my eyes off the TV set. Before I could exhale after my response I felt a sharp pain followed by a wave of fire that traveled up the side of my face. I was in shock. I immediately touched my face hoping it was still there and that my hand might actually dissipate the pain that just landed there. I looked up at Him with tears forming in my eyes and fear in my heart. Daddy had never hit me before; in fact He has never even raised His voice at me. Immediately after His slap He stood up and griped a handful of my thick black fro and positioned my face toward His in one swift motion. This was painful but I dared not to say or do anything at that moment. I was scared shitless. “You will do what I tell you when I tell you to do it” was His next demand. He pushed my head down towards the floor so hard that I fell to the floor. As He sat himself on the bed He beckoned me to lay across His lap. I couldn’t move. In a different scenario I would have been happy to be spanked but the disappointment in His eyes scared me. “Get the fuck over here now” He yelled. I looked up at Mommy with tears in my eyes and a look of mercy. She disregarded my stare and turned her head.  I was slowing getting up and sobbing when He yanked me by my arm and threw me over His knee. My heart was racing I had never gotten a beating before in my life, not even as a child.
            Smack! Without warning my bare ass was set a blazed with my Daddy’s bare hand. I screamed in pain. I had never felt anything like that before. I tried to move away but he quickly yanked me backed into position. “Move again and I will get the belt” He said in His baritone voice that held no remorse. Smack! Smack! The pain was so intense I buried my face into the bed and wept. Mommy must have felt sorry for me because she left the room and shut the bedroom door behind her. Smack! Smack! “When I tell you to do something, you better fucking do it”! Smack! “Do, Smack! I, Smack! Make, Smack! Myself, Smack! Clear, Smack!” My body was so torn with pain words could not come out of my mouth. Smack! Yes Daddy, Yes!,  I yelled through my sobs. “I’ll do whatever you tell me to, I’m sorry Daddy!” I cried. “I know you will and I don’t have a problem spanking your ass every time you disobey me”, He said with all seriousness in His voice. “Get up. Go into the bathroom and stay there until otherwise instructed”. I bruised myself as I managed to get my week body off of His and onto my feet. I struggled to keep my balance through my tearful eyes and sore ass. I quickly wobbled past Mommy without looking at her. I was angry with Her that She didn’t intervene and humiliated that I was treated like a child in front her. As I moved toward the bathroom I felt her eyes on me and thought she must be staring at my ass that felt swollen and heavy. I walked into the bathroom still sobbing with tears running down my face. I sat down on the toilet but immediately stood up in shock, wincing at my throbbing ass cheeks. So I kneeled on the floor and rested my hot and heavy body over the wall of the tub and just wept. I was hurt, angry, humiliated, and surprisingly horny. I didn’t know what to think or how to feels. Should I leave this minute and never come back? Is this the beginning of an abusive relationship? Did I really deserve that spanking? Daddy told me more than a few times before that if I continue to disobey Him He would spank me. I thought He was just talking and I didn’t take Him seriously. Lesson learned.
            I huddled over the tub for what seemed to be about 15 minutes thinking about my situation. Eventually I stopped crying and just stared at the wall. After about 20 minutes I heard the bathroom door open behind me but I didn’t move. I wasn’t ready to talk to anyone yet. But my heart jumped with joy when I heard the cry of the door hoping it was Daddy coming in to console me. “Come here”. The sound of my Daddy’s deep and concerning voice made my anger and pain disappear in an instead. Still on my knees I moved towards the toilet where He was sited. He took my face in His hands so gently as if it were a piece of crystal and positioned my face upward to meet His. At first no words escaped either of our mouths we just stared at each other. No words were needed I knew He cared for me but as His sub/slave I failed and as my Dom it was His job to punish me. His soft words broke the silence “Are you ok”? “Yes” I replied in almost a whisper. He carefully caressed the side of my face that He hit with the back of His hand..
“I don’t want to have to do that again. But I will if you continue with your disobedient behavior. I love you little girl, I am here to protect you, to teach, and provide for you. I will never hit you or punish you without reason and I will never hurt you because you are apart of me and that would be hurting myself”. His words touched my core. I had never had anyone beat my ass then tell me how much they loved me with such passion. At one point I thought I saw water building in His eyes. But the water was undoubtedly running down my face now. I felt so overwhelmed with passion and love. “Do you understand me”? Still locked in our gaze I said “yes”. He wiped the tears from my face and gently kissed my forehead, my right cheek, the left cheek, and then my e lips making sweet whisper kissing sounds. Without a word He lifted me to my feet and started the shower. After testing the water temperature He guides me by my hand into the shower. The warm water hitting my body reminded me of my sore body. Daddy joined me in the shower and in silence began to wash every inch of my body with great care as if He were polishing his prized collection.  Shit at this point the spanking was worth it, I was in awe. Occasionally, He would smile at me and whisper, “my pretty little girl” in admiration and pride at my body. I stood there in total bliss. The pain on my face and backside was gone. I don’t know what I was feeling before but at that moment I was without question introduced to Love.