the next generation book 2

daddie is stick head

Chapter 1: Charlotte’s Anger Escalates

After the earlier punishments, Charlotte was still simmering with anger. Sitting in her room, she thought about everything that had happened that day—getting spanked twice, being grounded, and feeling trapped. The more she thought about it, the more her frustration grew.

Her dad, Peter, had been strict with her, and in her anger, she didn’t feel like he deserved any respect right now. She stormed downstairs, not ready to let go of her temper.

Peter and MJ were in the kitchen when Charlotte marched in. “You know what, Dad? You’re such a stick head!” she yelled, her face red with fury.

MJ froze, eyes widening in disbelief. Peter slowly turned around, his expression growing stern as he processed what Charlotte had just said.

Chapter 2: The Confrontation

Peter walked over to Charlotte, towering over her with a calm but serious expression. “What did you just call me?” he asked, his voice low and steady, but with a dangerous edge.

Charlotte crossed her arms defiantly, still angry. “You heard me,” she muttered under her breath.

Peter sighed deeply, clearly disappointed but maintaining his composure. “I thought we were done with this attitude today, Charlotte. But apparently, you haven’t learned your lesson.”

Charlotte looked away, refusing to meet his gaze.

Peter shook his head. “Calling your dad names is completely unacceptable, especially after everything that’s already happened today. I gave you plenty of chances to calm down, but this crosses the line.”

Chapter 3: The Punishment is Announced

Peter’s tone grew firmer as he delivered the inevitable sentence. “You’re getting spanked again, Charlotte. Twelve times with the Iron Spider belt.”

Charlotte winced, knowing how much that belt hurt, but Peter wasn’t finished. “And just like before, your pants and underwear are coming down. You need to understand that this behavior is not okay.”

For a moment, Charlotte’s anger turned into dread as the weight of her actions sank in. She had pushed too far, and now she had to face the consequences—again.

“Go to your room,” Peter said sternly. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

Charlotte nodded slightly, knowing there was no point in arguing. She turned and walked up the stairs, her heart pounding.

Chapter 4: The Spanking

In her room, Charlotte waited, the minutes dragging on as she sat on her bed. Her anger had mostly dissolved, replaced by anxiety. She hated being in trouble, but deep down, she knew she had brought this on herself.

A few moments later, Peter entered the room, holding the Iron Spider belt in his hand. His face was calm but serious as he walked over to her.

“Charlotte,” he said quietly, “you know why this is happening. You’ve crossed a line today, and it’s time for you to take responsibility.”

Charlotte nodded, her throat tight with regret.

Peter motioned for her to stand up. “Pants and underwear down.”

She hesitated for a moment but then did as she was told, knowing that fighting back would only make things worse. Once she was ready, Peter guided her over his lap, and the spanking began.

Twelve sharp strikes of the belt landed, each one making Charlotte wince in pain. She clenched her fists, trying not to cry, but by the end, tears had formed in her eyes.

Chapter 5: After the Spanking

When it was over, Peter helped her up and handed her a tissue to wipe her eyes. His voice was calm but firm as he spoke. “I don’t enjoy doing this, Charlotte, but you need to understand that this kind of disrespect can’t continue. You’re grounded for the rest of the week—no TV, no phone, and no friends over. Do you understand?”

Charlotte nodded, sniffling as she wiped her face. “Yes, Dad.”

Peter placed the belt on the bed and sighed, his expression softening just a little. “I hope this is the last time we have to deal with something like this. Now, go to bed and think about your actions.”

Charlotte nodded again, feeling too drained to argue anymore. She climbed into bed as Peter left the room, closing the door behind him.

Chapter 6: Grounded and Reflecting

Alone in her room, Charlotte lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Her body was sore, and her heart felt heavy. She knew she had pushed things too far, and now she was grounded, with no one to talk to or distract her from the weight of her actions.

As the minutes passed, the anger and defiance she had felt earlier seemed so pointless. She didn’t want to be in trouble anymore, and maybe—just maybe—it was time to start acting better.

But for now, all she could do was lie there, grounded and reflecting on what she had done.