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Daddy grabbed my hand and dragged me into the spare room. Forcefully, he swung me over his knee and brought down a fast and firm hand to my ass. The large mess spread with every spank, making me whimper and tear up a little. I started to feel really small, sinking deeper into the person he wanted me to be. When this accident happened I barely had any time to feel humiliated for messing myself, but with every spank my humiliation got worse, as did the pain.

When he finally stopped, and I was left whimpering in tears over his lap. My pants were soaked and cold, and I could start to smell the mess I had just made that Daddy had spread all over my backside. Daddy got me on my feet and lead me to the bathroom. 

Daddy: Get clean quickly little one, dinner will not be long. 

I nodded at him and closed the door. The bathroom was incredible, it had its own steam room, a hot tub sized bath, and a large shower stall. I got in the shower and started to strip, but taking off these pants was proving more difficult than normal. I had to carefully peel off my jeans in the hope that no shit would fall around anywhere. My nose curled at the grossness of it all, and for a minute I started to doubt if I could do this part of the deal every day. 

I turned the water on and washed away my accident, it always felt amazing getting clean after getting so dirty. A few minutes went by and Daddy knocked on the door.

Daddy: Jojo? Could I come in for a second?

My mind started to race as to why he was coming in and I panicked. This deal was to not involve sex at all, even if it did turn him on for me to do his thing. I didn’t really mind him taking a peek at me but if he’s coming in…but what are his intentions? He did just spank me for a while...maybe he’s thinking now he can make a move?

Joanna: No...I’m still naked!

Daddy: I’m just dropping off a towel and your clothes, and a baggie for your dirty clothes!

The tension I felt washed away and I felt a little silly, Daddy so far has been nothing but true to his word, and not really creepy. Yeah he checks me out but what straight guy doesn’t look at boobs? I don’t know why I was worried. 

Joanna: Okay then...just leave them by the door! Thank you!

The door open a crack and my stuff was placed on the counter by the door. He didn’t even come in. 

After I finished cleaning off I got dressed in my second pair of clothes. I felt really refreshed, and not really that upset about the accident. In fact I was pretty pleased with how it worked out. I totally sold the pee accident even though I was completely in control, and the real accident that followed well...that was just icing on the cake I suppose!

Dressed a little more comfortably this time in a looser fitting shirt and grey leggings, I left the bathroom and sat back in my stool. Daddy had cleaned up the pee that had splashed on the floor and flooded my seat, and was continuing his cooking. My ass cheeks were a little raw after all the spanking making it a little uncomfortable to be sitting on the hard wooden stood, but I sucked it up and started being all cutesy again. 

Joanna: I’m… I’m sorry for the accident daddy…

Daddy: That’s okay little girl, accidents happen. Why didn’t you tell me you needed to go?

Joanna: I didn’t want to interrupt your cooking...but I didn’t know where the potty was…

Daddy: Well you should have said something sweetie. If you don’t say anything you’re just going to keep having accidents in your big girl pants.

I blushed, he really knew how to make me feel small, which helped a lot with my acting, as I almost didn’t need to pretend. The things he was saying really put me in that headspace.

Joanna: Yes daddy.

Daddy: So you make sure you tell me as soon as you feel the need to pee okay?

I nodded, but I knew he didn’t mean that, this was all just playful conversation to create the illusion he wanted, and I could tell he was loving it.

Daddy: That is, you are feeling when you need to pee right?

Joanna: Yes…?

Daddy: Good, because if you weren’t feeling it that would be much worse. 

That was a big hint. I think what he wanted next was for me to pretend to not feel it, then just be peeing and surprised as to how it happened. I could do that, but first I had to drink more. 

Joanna: Daddy could I have a drinky please?

Daddy: There’s some juice in the fridge I made special for you, you can have some of that!

I got out of my seat and grabbed the juice from the fridge. It was some fruit juice blend in a big glass jug with pieces of fruit floating around. I poured a large glass then downed it...then another and downed that, all behind Daddy’s back. I didn’t want him to know I was trying to pee. 

I filled one more glass and brought it back to my chair, sipping on it normally. 

Daddy: So I’m not going to see you tomorrow am I?

Right. My “days off” were tomorrow, meaning I was going to have to spend the next few days at home…with my mother. With that thought, and dreadful realization came over me, and Daddy could notice the colour leave my face.

Daddy: What’s wrong? I’ll see you in a few days, it’s no big deal!

Joanna: No you don’t understand, I’m sorry I have to break character for a minute but…my mom.

Daddy: What about her?

Joanna: My Mom can NOT find out about this agreement, and so far she’s found out about all of my accidents, and seen one happen in front of her eyes. 

Daddy: So you’ll just have to be careful, and try to hide them better?

Joanna: You don’t know my mom. She will find out, and there’s no way over the next two days that she won’t see me wet myself or see my wet clothes. 

Daddy: Can’t you just say they were accidents? That it’s just a string of bad luck or stress or something? 

Joanna: After the last few days, if my mom finds one more accident she’s promised to potty train me. That would completely violate our agreement and I wouldn’t be able to avoid it.

He just stood in thought for a moment, then looked back at me. 

Daddy: Okay. Don’t worry about it. I have an idea that I think will work for everyone.

Joanna: What is it?

Daddy: Lets just get through the night first, then you’ll see.

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