Author note, this chaper introduces a little lewdness, you've been warned.

	It had been a couple days since Nour and her daddy Jamie made up completely from her little tantrum day.  She'd still felt awful the entire time since though.  As much as Jamie has tried his best to convince her it was ok, it just want enough, she still in a lot of ways hated herself inside for treatign him so poorly.  It was mid afternoon, just after lunch, and she was laying on her bed, looking up at the ceiling, the navy blue surface dotted with flow in the dark star shapes, and a fairly realistic looking sticker of the milky way galaxy, something Jamie had put up after her adoption, she loved space as much as anything, and the ocean.  The tan colored kitten rolled around in her bed a little, just, TRYING to think of anything to make the icky feeling in her heart go away, to make it up to Jamie.

	It then hit her, an idea crossing her mind that immediately made her shake her head, what was she thinking thee was no chance she was doing that.  That wouldn't help anything...would it?  She slips off her bed and walks over to the desk against her wall, the window just above it, and opened the top drawer.  She hated what was inside of it but..it might just be what she needed.  Inside was an oak paddle, one Jamie had given her as a bit of a teasy adoption gift, knowing full well it would get used frequently considering how Nour's attitudes could go.  She picked it up a litlte shakily, examining it and wondering if she could actually do this.  It was red oak, a good inch thick.  Just large enough to cover her entire backside with one swat and with six, beveled holes drilled into it.  It hurt more than she liked to remember.  

	After nearly a minute the kitten sighed the biggest of sighs and turned to walk out of her room, kind of holding the paddle out of sigh by her side.  She walked through the house and evnetuall located Jamie down in the living room, watching something on TV, he had the day off so he had been home all day.  He turned his head when seeing her and smiled, that wodnerful warmth and love behind those happy eyes.

“Hey there baby girl”he said warmly to her as she stepped into the room.  His expression turned to one of curiousness when he noticed her apprehension and shyness, standing by the doorway, mismatched eyes scanned her a little before he added”Everything ok little one?”

	Nour nodded and started to walk in, moving her arms behind her to hide the paddle more. She stopped infront of him, doing everything to work up the courage to ask for what..she needed, and maybe what Jamie needed to do.  It was more than obvious by her expression what she was htinking about again, shed been an emotional mess the last few days over it after all.  Jamie's expression softened and he spoke in a warm, gentle voice.

“Nour, baby, you know theres nothing to for-”He started, before being stopped by her reachign out and lightly putting one finger over his mouth.

“No, no you keep saying that, daddy there is, there really is, I , I hurt you bad and I didnt want to, I didnt mean to I was just being..i was being a brat.  Whats new though, right?”she said softly, looking down a little bit. “I feel horrible inside, like I failed you in every way, like I don't..deserve you anymore”she muttered gently as she lifted her gaze to meet his again, tears swimming in her eyes.  Jamie couldn't help but be concerned.  Though that concern turned to confusion when she moved her hand out around her side and held the paddle out to him.  “Please, daddy, I////I deserve at least this”she says, voice wavering emotionally.

Jamie looked into his kitten's eyes, taking a moment to process this before he nodded.  He reaches out and took the paddle form her and set it on the couch before takign her hands in is, looking into her eyes.

“Im proud of you little one”he started, his voice rumbling with a bit of apurr as he spoke, he loved his little girl so much.  “And you know I love you more than words.  Are you sure you want this?” he asked, just to be sure, only to be met with another nod.  He nodded back in reply as he let her hands go, reaching out to her hips to hook the waistband of her pants and panties with his thumbs  “This isn't going to be alight one then Nour, I can see how bad you need this and im going to make sure you remember it all week” he warned her, drawing a bit of a gulp from her as he effortlessly tuged her sweatpants and panties down, letting them drop down to the floor before pulling her forward.  

	Instead of depositing the kitten over his lap like usual he sat her on one of his legs, her legs straddling either side of it, with her girlhood resting directly on his leg.  Her wraps his arms around her and pulls her closer while leaning back a bit.  Once she was settled, raising her arms up around his neck to hug him gently and hold herself in place, he began patting her bared backside.

	Neither spoke for a while, just held each other, before Jamie began to wordlessly swat Nour's bottom.  His rough hand raised up and swung firmly down into the center of one cheek, making her jump and hug him tighter.  That swat was followed by a second on the other side, this time drawing a tiny squeak from the kitten.  Jamie bagan to slowly increase the force in the swats as he settled into a rythem, swatting his daughters bottom once every two seconds, giving her just enough time to register the sting before another landed.  

	For her part, Nour stayed good, better behaved than ever before during any punishment.  Just holding onto him and yelping as he starts painting her backside pink.  As the swats continued, her reactions began to change, starting to wriggle in place and kind of jolt and squirm on his knee.  She could feel the sting spreading over the surface and her first instinct was to try and scoot froward and get her bottom out of the way.  If she did scoot enough forward Jamie would eventually wiggle her a bti to scoot her back, all the while this back ant forth was rubbing against a place she didn't quite understand could feel like it was beginning to yet.

	That new tingly feeling couldn't last long though, as Jamie increased the force and the speed of the spanking she couldn't focus on anything else.  Yelping and squeaking and starting to wriggle her legs about, hugging him very tight as he spanked that kitten bottom form punk to red.  Tears started forming in her eyes again, the sting building to the start of that unbearable point and the heat penetrating deeper under the surface of her fur.  Nour's yelps began to become more tearful sounding as she wriggle sand squirms on her daddy's knee.  All she could focus on was the pain in her bottom, and the way it seemed ot make the pain in the center of her chest fade slowly away.

	It wasn't much longer before the kitten couldn't help but burst into tears, her voice shrill as she started letting go of any ounce of maturity left in her, as well as she tried her hardest to let go of the rest of the pain in her heart.  Daddy kept swatting, much more than he would have normally, trying his hardest to push her over the right edge, and holding her tight with his fee arm as he did.

	Once Nour's bottom was a bright even red from the top of her pudgy globes, down to her upper thighs, he stopped the spanking and just held her close, rocking her gently as he did.  He softly soother her and nuzzles the side of her head, purring deeply and keeping her safe in his arms as she tried to calm down.  

	Jamie intentionally didn't give her long enough to calm completely down, lifting her up while she was still sniffling and rubbing her eyes, and carrying her to the end of the couch, and layign her down over it's arm, her legs hanging off the side, her legs too short to reach the floor leaving her supported entirely by the couch arm and the cousins under her chest.  Jamie knelt down next to her face and gently used his fingers to turn her head to face his.

“Baby, this is going to be a very hard paddling, I know you haven't let everything go and I am going to very much make sure that you do.  But I need to make sure you don't do anything to hurt yourself while I do.. So”  he trails off, standing up and walking out of the room for a second.  His kitten looked a little confused but took the moment to try to calm down more, sniffling and rubbing at her eyes as her daddy returns.  Wordlessly he reaches out, gently taking both her wrists and pulling them behind her back.  She was more confused before she felt something slip over each wrist, and tighten around them.  It didn't take her much longer to realise her wrists were now bound together, but she was unable to see whe soft padded cuffs that had been used, designed exactly for girls her age.  She wriggled a little over the couch as she feels Jamie smooth her tail out of the way, gently helping it wrap around her side, and then the paddle was lifted off the couch and out of her view.  

	Nour could swear time slowed down,  it felt like it was minutes in between when daddy placed his hand on her back, just by the base of her tail to hold it out of the way, another minute until the paddle rubbed against her sore, aching bottom, and then another minute before it left the surface.  It was second in between each event, and time seemed to return to normal to her when Jamie swung the paddle, its hard wooden surface cracking into her little bottom much harsher than he'd ever let it, putting a good amount of force behind it instead of letting the weight of his arm do all the work.

	She squealed in surprise, the pain that the single swat caused more than she thought an entire paddling would cause. She had no time to recover before another landed and she kicked both leg out, squealing again as the tears began to drip down her face freely.  They shared no more words as daddy spanked her again and again. Cracking the wooden paddle harshly against her reddened cheeks, flattening them harshly with each fast swat.  

	Jamie had a hard time continuing, hearing his daughter scream in pain was more than he wanted to hear but he knew it was necessary and he'd do it every day for a year if it was ever necessary again.  The paddle cracks into Nour's bottom again and again as the girl sobs and screams in pain, her bottom reddening more, starting to turn a dark crimson beneath her fur.  Jamie knew it was time to end it and gave a sudden quick flurry of lightning hard swats to that aching burning bottom.  Nour could do nothing but thrash and scream, the pain unreal from the harsh punishment.  She kicks and squirms long after the swats stopped, it wasn't until she was lifted up and deposited in the corner of the living room that she realized the spanks had stopped,  She falt her arms become free of the cuffs and then lifted to the top of her head.  In a tired, unsteady voice, Jamie spoke to her

“Hands on your head, nose in the corner and you stand right here until I tell you otherwise, do you understand me baby girl?” he spoke just louder than her sobbing, making sure she heard and she nodded, unable to speak just then.  

With that he was gone, the room filled just with the noise of the crying kitten.  Jamie had taken it upon himself to return the paddle to Nour's desk.  In it he also left the cuffs, so she would always remember this particular spanking, and that dady could be incredibly harsh should she earn it.  In his absence Nour found it hard to keep standing still, leaning forward a little to steady herself as her legs shook and commonalty threatened to buckled from under her.  All she could do was focus on the pain in her bottom and barely noticed when, in her current state of weakness, she lost control of her body and wet herself in the corner. It wasn't until she felt the warmth spreading down her legs that she realized and began to cry harder, shame washing over her.  Jamie came back into the room just in time to both see this and hear her reaction before her quickly came back to her.

	Jamie quickly, but gently turned her around and wrapped his arms around her, only realizing he might have gone a little too far, shed never had an accident during a spanking before.  Her Comforted his little girl as warmly and gently as hs could, holding her and rubbing her back and softly ushering her over to the couch, sitting down and pulling her close, still standing, to hold her against him, now roughly at her height.  Nour stayed most incoherent in her emotional state for a long time, relying entirely on the comfort to calm her down.  As the minutes ticked on, Jamie leaned back slowly pulling her up onto the couch and having her straddle his lap so she didn't have to sit on his bottom, not minding any of the wetness, knowing she didn't mean to have an accident at all.  He softly mrrred in her ear, whispering gentle praises.

“I'm so proud of you baby, you took that so well, and everything is forgiven, I promise”he spoke to her, voice filled with love and warmth.  His efforts eventual enough to stop her crying, and leaving her just so tired, resting against his chest, but feeling lighter inside, no longer held down by the pain shed been holding in.  She gently lifts her head, red hair covverign her eyes a little.  Jamie reached up to brush it out of her view and gave her a smile.  After a few seconds she could even return it, her emerald eyes the bright cheery color that her daddy loved so dearly, even if they were red and puffy from crying.  

“You need to get yourself a bath while I clean up down here, or at least a shower if sitting is too much, then head into your room and I'll meet you there, ok baby?”he asked softly.  Nour nods and gently kisses his cheek, whispering “i love you daddy” to him as she shakily stood up.  She limps her way shakily up the stairs, taking her time to not fall and manages to get herself into the bathroom without much trouble, as Jamie started getting the supplies together to clean the floor.

	Nour closed the door behind her and limps forward, bending over into the tub to turn the water on, keeping the temperature just barely warm, hot water would be far too much, before stripping her shirt off and stepping shakily into the tub, and closing the curtain behind her before lifting the knob on the faucet to turn the shower head on.  The water was immediate incredibly soothing. Washing over her whole body and relaxing her.  The kitten started to thy and reach down to get the was cloth but, bending that far over was too much for now.  She huffed quietly at her own soreness, thinking about how to clean herself properly before peeking up, remembering that the shower head could detach, and be moved down to direct the water better. She reaches up and just barely lifts it out of its clip, bringing it down and letting out a little pleased mew as she ran the shower head over her chest, the soothing water just feeling, good.  She moved the shower head around for a while before slowly moving it down, washing over her tummy and lower, the warm water washing over the kittens private parts.  She let out another sigh, content with the feeling.  

	After a little while she made a face, making a little, confused noise.  The feeling was changing, it was just a kind of pleasant warmth, it was becoming a tingling feeling, just like earlier.  She pulled it away for a little, letting out a heavy breath and then moving it back again, trying to figure out what was going on.      She ran the shower head over her little slit over and over, starting to breath heavier and heavier, panting gently as the tingling grew and grew. She had no idea what was going on but it was incredible! Her thumb slipped as she was holding the shower head against herself, and it changed the water, making it pulse randomly, spraying harder in some places and softer in others, the change drove her crazy.  She keep rubbing the pulsing shower head against her cunny, letting out moans now, bracing herself on the wall, all but forgetting the pain in her bottom as pleasure washed over her entire body/  She didn't have any clue how to do more, other than hold it in the one place that made it feel the best. Not understanding that the water spraying against her clit was the best feeling so far.  

	Jamie as beginning to worry by now.  Nour had been in the shower for a half hour, much longer than he expected.  He made his way up the stairs and went to knock on the bathroom door, only to stop just short, hearing a loud moan and blinking.  He reached down to the knob, trying it and opening it silently, slipping in to the bathroom, hearing more moans and gasps, and the sounds of his daughter panting heavily.  He reached out and suddenly opens the curtain, causing Nour to snap her head to the side and squeal, pressing the shower head firmly against her cunny, the sudden sensation of it, and the adrenaline rush of daddy suddenly appearing more than enough to push the kitten over the edge and she screams, having her first orgasm.  She dropped the shower head and almost fell to the floor of the tub, if it weren't for daddy reaching out to grab her, keeping her on her feet.

	The kitten panted hard, and shook, overwhelmed by the sensation.  She looked up at her daddy with confusion as she came down and he shook his head, realizing shed just discovered all that by accident and chuckling

“Oh my naughty little kitten, we need to have a talka bout this I think, and yes I mean an actual talk”He said softly, lifting her out of the tub and setting her on her feet before starting to dry her off with a towel.