Story: Daddy Disciplines Lisa (g7)   
      
   by Charles Dodgson (charlesdodgson@hotmail.com)   
      
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   Seven year old Lisa, affectionately called Cuddlebunny   
   by her dad, a very cute, adorable little girl,   
   masturbates constantly. Dad designs a special   
   discipline session for Lisa that he hopes will cure her   
   of her compulsive masturbating, once and for all. (M/g,   
   extreme-ped, reluc, inc, bd)   
      
   ***   
      
   Little seven and a half year old Lisa, Cuddlebunny, as   
   her dad affectionately called her, was sitting in the   
   family room waiting for her dad to come home and punish   
   her. The TV was on MTV, but she was barely watching it   
   as she was so absorbed thinking about how her dad was   
   going to punish her. Her mom had caught her humping   
   good ole Teddy, her teddy bear. She had almost worn him   
   out.   
      
   Her mom and dad didn't want her to masturbate. They   
   thought she was much too young to be doing that, but it   
   felt so good to her. Lisa loved to masturbate, just   
   loved it, ever since her Aunt Grace, her dad's much   
   younger sister had taught her when she was maybe four   
   or so. Aunt Grace was a nude dancer, a beautiful, tall,   
   slender women, and very sexy. She knew all about sex   
   and thought little Lisa should know about it too.   
      
   She taught her about humping her teddy bear, about   
   letting the water in the tub fall on her clit, and the   
   shower too. She showed her how to lie down on her   
   stomach and pull her panties up her little slit, and on   
   her clit, and pull them back and forth. And how to rub   
   her tiny clit too from the front and back, on her   
   stomach, or on her back. And how to put her fingers in   
   herself, going in and out, in and out. Cubblebunny   
   learned on her own how to put things in her little   
   cunt, like her electric tooth brush, the end of her   
   hairbrush, almost anything.   
      
   Cuddlebunny took to it right away. She loved the   
   feeling it gave her. Aunt Grace told her about how   
   wonderful it felt when someone licked her, how she   
   adored it. Lisa fantasized about her daddy licking her,   
   how a nice soft tongue would feel on all her private   
   parts, inside her little girlcleft, on her clit, maybe   
   even on her butt too. All over. As time passed her   
   little girl orgasms become more and more intense and   
   she’d masturbate anytime she got the chance to.   
      
   The last time her dad caught her masturbating in her   
   room alone, he spanked her on her bare bottom after   
   making her get all nude, putting her over his legs. It   
   hurt a lot, but she was able to rub herself against her   
   dad's bare legs, and touch herself too. He was in his   
   shorts. Then it was wonderful when they made up   
   afterwards. They'd hug and kiss, and she'd still be   
   nude. That was the best part. She started breathing   
   heavily, getting excited thinking about that.   
   Cuddlebunny pulled her short dress up and touched   
   herself, rubbing her clit gently, erotically through   
   her tiny bikini panties. It felt soooooo good. She   
   fantasized about her dad licking her...   
      
   "Stan." Alice said to her husband as soon as he got   
   home from work, "Lisa's been at it again. I caught her   
   in her room with the door closed. She was humping her   
   poor old teddy bear again, you know on his head, the   
   little button on his nose pressed right against her   
   tiny clit, just hump, hump, humping away. I told her   
   you were in charge of punishing her when she   
   masturbates, and when you came home you'd punish her.   
      
   A little preteen like her, seven years old, no matter   
   how cute, cuddly and adorable she is, and she's that   
   and more, shouldn't be masturbating. Sometimes I think   
   that's all she wants to do. She's in the family room   
   watching TV waiting for you. I told her to wait for you   
   until you got her from the room. I wasn't going to put   
   her in her bedroom alone. She'd just be doing it   
   again."   
      
   "You're right, Alice. We've tried almost everything.   
   Timeouts were the worst as she just used the time to   
   keep on masturbating. Then, remember, I used to punish   
   her for masturbating by spanking her bare bottom, make   
   her get nude, then put her over my lap and spank her   
   good with my bare hand, making her bottom all red, and   
   my hand too, but not really hurting her badly. I'd   
   never want to do that. I think she got to like being   
   spanked. She'd wiggle around on my lap, pressing her   
   crotch against my leg, sometimes reaching under herself   
   and touching herself, doing the very thing I was   
   punishing her for, masturbating.   
      
   I always felt so bad, we'd hug and snuggle after, when   
   she was still all nude, and I'd stroke her hair, brush   
   her tears away, and kiss her gently telling her how   
   much I loved my Snugglebunny, and that it hurt me more   
   than her. She'd kiss me so, over, and over, on the   
   lips, her legs and arms wrapped around my body, and   
   tell me how much she loved me, that being spanked   
   wasn't so bad, and for me not to be sad, and she’d   
   wiggle and press her body against me getting herself   
   all excited again, and... frankly me too, a little.   
   She’s...she’s so sexual, so pretty!"   
      
   "I know Stan. Of course the little vixen would excite   
   you. Don’t feel bad about that. I understand. Spanking   
   her doesn’t work, I guess..." Alice replied. "I thought   
   we had a winner when we told her she could masturbate   
   as much as she wanted, but only in front of you, Stan,   
   or in front of both of us. We figured she'd be too   
   embarrassed to do that. Now she waits until you're   
   alone and masturbates in front of you. Does it as much   
   as she can, the little harpy."   
      
   "She sure does. Sometimes even rubbing against me when   
   she's in my lap. She loves taking her little panties   
   off, when she can get away with it, then sitting in my   
   lap and pulling her skirt or dress up, exposing   
   herself, and rubbing that tiny clit of hers, and   
   sticking fingers in herself, and kissing me. When I   
   catch her she won't take her panties off, but she pulls   
   her skirt or dress up all the time when she snuggles   
   with me - you know how much we love to snuggle - and   
   rubs herself on the outside of her panties. Or she   
   wants to play horsey with me and ride my thigh as I   
   jiggle her up and down, and she humps my thigh. We told   
   her she could do it in front of us, and we don't want   
   to go back on our word."   
      
   "If you didn't love her to see her dressed in short   
   skirts and dresses all the time, and those tiny bikini   
   and see through G string panties but instead dress her   
   in pants, maybe she wouldn't be doing that all the   
   time."   
      
   "You know how I love her in short skirts and dresses   
   and those little tiny panties. She has such pretty   
   legs."   
      
   "I know, Stan. It's OK," Alice said knowing her little   
   seven year old girl turned her dad on. Stan didn’t run   
   around on her. So what if he got excited by his little   
   preteen Lolita.   
      
   "Well, Stan, how are you going to punish her this   
   time."   
      
   "I've been thinking about it a lot. You remember a year   
   ago when we caught her smoking one of Uncle Al's   
      
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