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Archive-name: Fetish/shoplft2.txt


Archive-title: Shoplifters, The - 2



     About the time Jennifer was kneeling on her dressing

stool, Lisa's father George came into her room, she had been

waiting since supper as had her friend a short while earlier.

She had recieved the same response to her story that Jennifer

had, her dad had told her that it was useless to try to talk 

her way out of what she had coming, and that she was going to

remember not to steal again, much less on something as foolish

as a dare.

     George was of English decent, and he was a firm believer

in the cane for serious breeches of discipline, most of the

time the paddle kept in Lisa's room was quite enough to keep

her in line, 10 hard swats across her bare bottom usually was

more than enough to have her bawling in no time at all, but 

the cane could do the same in two or three strokes.

     As soon as dinner was over George announced her sentence.

     "My girl, after giving it some thought, I've decided that

you have earned the cane for your behavior today, there was 

absolutely no excuse for what you did."

     Lisa sat and listened quietly, head hung low as her father

continued, "Now, you are to go up to your room, undress, and 

put on your nightie, and wait for me to come up".

     She didn't even bother to protest, she knew by now that it

would do no good and only make her dad more angry if that was


     Once upstairs Lisa went straight to her room, undressed and

put on her nightie and panties and sat down to await her fathers  


     As she sat on her bed she could feel the lightness in her 

stomach, and the tingling feeling in her bottom that she always

got before being given the cane. She remembered the last time

she was caned, 12 hard stingers that turned her rear into a

fireball and her crying like a baby, trying to stay in position.

     That was something she had noticed after the last

caning, she found that she was damp around her crotch, the

position she was made to recieve her caning in caused her to

display everything to her father and even though it hurt worse

than any spanking she'd ever gotten, it made her feel a little

randy too even through the pain.

      About 20 minutes later Lisa heard the kitchen cupboard open

and close, that meant only one thing, her dad was on his way up,

and he was definitely bringing the cane!

      She had hoped it was just a threat, but she knew from past

experience that the sound of the cupboard door meant she was really

in for it. The odd knot in her stomach grew, as did the tingling

sensation in her posterior, soon to be replaced by the firey sting

of bamboo across her naked bum.

      George walked in cane in hand, "Well young miss, we both 

know why I'm here, so let's get on with it shall we?"

      "Y-Yes sir" she muttered.

      "Now, since this was a serious offence, and you could have

ended up with a criminal record you have already gotten off 

lightly by not being turned in to the police, so, I'm going to

give you a proper hiding young lady, you will recieve 18 cuts

across your bare bottom, you will count each stroke to me, and you

will recieve 2 extra for every one you mis-count, do you understand?".

       18 strokes! "My bottom will never take it", she thought.

"Please daddy, I won't do it again, I'm sorry", she pleaded.

       "Lisa, you know better than to argue with me, next time

it's going to be 3 extra, now get into position for your caning.

       Tears were already beginning to well up in her eyes

as she climbed onto the bed and into position for her punishment.

       She knew the position well by now. First, two pilows are

placed on the bed to elevate her bare bottom for the cane, then

she is to kneel on the bed facing the barred headboard, and she is to 

grasp the bars with both hands with her head down and bottom up 

and her legs spread apart the width of one pillow.

       Lisa climbed onto the bed, eyes already wet with tears, slowly

she grabbed the headboard and lowered her head between her arms. 

Trembling, she raised her bottom up as her fahter slid the pillows

beneath her opening her legs as she had been instructed in the 


      Stepping up to the side of the bed George lifted the 

flimsy nightdress up and over her now panty clad bottom,

and pushed it right up to her shoulders.

      Reaching down once more, George put a finger inside the 

elastic of his daughters panties, one on each side, and pulled

them right off exposing her ivory bottom to his view.

      "Right, now young miss, you know why you are getting

this caning and you know you deserve it, so shall we begin?"

      "Yes s-s-ir, please not too hard".

      "Nonsense, if it isn't hard you won't remember your lesson,

and I promise you my girl you'll not forget this one soon".

      Raising the cane he brought it down hard right across 

the center of his young daughter's shapley bottom, leaving a

bright red stripe that would weal shortly, as would each one.

      Tonight George, like Tom at this very moment, was not going

to take any half measures on his daughters backside, this lesson

would be learned.

      SWISSSHHH  CRACK!!  The pain seared across her unprotected

bottom like fire. 

      "OHHHH, that's one!" Lisa gasped.

      Raising the cane again, George let the next one fall.


      "OWWWWW, two!", she yelped.

      SWISSSHHH WHAP! The cane landed again with unerring accuracy

across her tender cheeks.

      "OHHH-OHHH please!, that's th-three", she stammered, the

cane already starting to bring up the tears.

      Again she heard the whoosh of the thin cane cutting the air

between her fathers arm and her upturned bum, WHAP!!!, then the

searing pain shot across her denuded bottom.

      "AAHHHH, oh please", she cried, "please it hurts daddy!".

      "I told you it was supposed to hurt my girl, and I also 

told you to count each stroke, now you have two extra waiting

for you at the end."

      "No,no, please n-not that, I won't forget again!"

      "You knew what you were supposed to do Lisa, and

you were told what you would get if you didn't." George said

as he raised the cane again.

      SWISSHHH CRACK!! once again finding it's target.

      "OOOOOO, th-th-that's f-five daddy",she cried.

      "That's more like it." said George tapping the cane

on her bottom, taking aim at the lowest part, right at the

point where the thighs and buttocks meet.

      WHOOSH CRACK!! the cane landed right on target causing 

Lisa to immeadiatly put her hands back there to try and rub 

her sore bottom.

      "OWWWWwW", she wailed, "th-that's s-s-six!".

      George looked at the sobbing girl's bare bottom, now

the two perfectly shaped globes were no longer pure white,

they had six angry red parallel lines across them.

      Taking back the cane, George took aim and landed another

stinger across the broadest part of Lisa's naked ass.

      "OHHHHH, th-that's s-seven! Please d-d-addy, I-I'm

sorry!", she implored.

      George however had no intentions of stopping until she

had recieved everything that he felt she had coming to her.

      Even as these last words were escaping her lips he again

brought the cane down onto her quickly reddening backside.

      CRACK!! "OHHHHHH!", she yelled, this time taking a 

few seconds to regain her composure enough to count the 

eighth cut. By now she was crying continually, barely able

to control her sobbing enough to count the strokes.

      SWISSHHH CRACK!  WHAP! CRACK!! CRACK!! the cane landed

four more times. Each cut seeming to find a new place.

      Lisa was crying uncontrollably by this time, her ass

now covered from top to bottom with red lines, the first

cuts had already started to puff and welt in places. It was

taking almost half a minute for her to count the last two

strokes she recieved, and she still had six more to go!

      George decided to let her rest for a few minutes to

regain some of her composure for the next six. While he was

standing behind her waiting and looking at his handiwork

so far, he noticed between her spread legs that the lips of

her young sex were damp and swollen even as she cried.

This did not surprise him much, he remembered his sister 

telling him about the feelings she got after being caned 

by his father in much the same manner as Lisa was being 

caned now. Not to mention his wife's reactions after he

uses it on her.

      "Now Lisa," he said, "you have six of the best still

to come plus two for the one you didn't count, you don't have

to count these but I expect you to remain perfectly still,

do you understand?".

      "Oh please!", she began to sob anew,"please no more, I

can't take anymore, I'll be good now, I promise!".

      "Yes you will when I've finished with your naughty

bottom, and you can take much more should the need arise,

now get yourself ready for the rest of your punishment".

      She doubted that she could take anymore, her bottom 

already felt like it was being stung by a swarm of angry 

bees. But she also knew that her father planned on doing

just as he said and he could not be dissuaded once he had

passed sentence. So, crying into the bedspread, she raised her

now very sore bare bottom back up for six of the best.

       George was not a cruel man, he normally would have

stopped at the 12 already delivered, but this was a lesson 

he wanted to make sure he got across, his daughter

is smart enough to know not to steal already, this time her

and her friend, Jennifer had gotten off easy though. Had the

manager not known Tom and himself he might have called the police,

and what a mess that would've been thought George. No, he had to 

make sure that this would not happen again.

       Stepping behind Lisa once more, he raised the cane high 

and let it fall.

       SWISSSHHH THWACK!! the welt rising almost immeadiately

this time, right across the lower part of her buttocks.

       "AIIEEE!", wailed Lisa,"oh please not so hard".

       THWACK!!! again the cane landed leaving a raised weal,

as would all of the next 4, plus the two penalty strokes.

       "AHHHHHH, I-I'm sorry, I w-w-won't d-d-do it ag-again,

oh pleeeease s-stop!" she wailed. But it would do no good, by 

the time he had given her the fourth cut she could only mutter

unintelligible sounds between her sobs.

       After delivering the six, George told her that she had

two more to go, these he delivered in rapid succession to her

crimson cheeks.


       Both cuts left welts rising anew on the surface of her

well marked bottom flesh, each stroke feeling like a white hot

branding iron being applied to her poor bottom.

       A long wail was all that escaped Lisa's quivering lips,

she was crying to hard for anything else to be understood.

       As George was finishing the last two strokes he noticed

that her pink slit was now open to view between the now open and

puffy lips of her vagina, and dripping wet! He still wasn't sure

why some women responded to the cane in this manner, but he 

thought he might have to find an excuse to cane his wife tonight.

Then he could soothe her sore bottom and relieve the building

tension from the caning he had just administered, this was one

of their favorite forms of foreplay. 

       He looked at her asscheeks, quivering with her sobbing,

they were striped from top to bottom where thigh and ass come

together, both cheeks were covered with welts colored from pink 

to angry red

       George told Lisa that he hadn't wanted to punish her so

severly, but had no choice since she was old enough to know 

right from wrong, and that he would do it again should the need


       Lisa, through her sobs, said she understood and that she

was sorry and it would not happen again.

       He stayed and comforted her until she had her crying under

control, then told Lisa to stay in her room for an hour to contemplate

what had just taken place, and then left her alone.

       Gingerly, after her father had left, Lisa rolled onto her

back, nightdress still around her shoulders. The sheet felt rough

on her naked bottom and it stung like mad. She lifted up and rubbed

her hand across her cheeks feeling the welts left there by the cane.

She noticed how her young pussy was starting to throb as the sharp

pain turned to a dull ache in her ass. Reaching down with her other

hand she began to masturbate herself until she reached orgasm. At

times she wondered if something were wrong with her the way she

got turned on after getting the cane, but she figured if that's 

what worked with her that she would have to find someone who

would do that to her once she started going out with boys, until

then she could still rest assured of at least one a month here

at home. With the sound of the cane still in her ears she rolled

over and drifted off to sleep, and dreamt of a handsome man standing

behind her as she knelt down and raised her ass.... .



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