"Kitten, what did daddy tell you about opening that box?" You look down, tugging on my shirt that you have one, fighting to not look at me. "Kitten, what did I say?" I said as I walk towards you slowly, waiting for your response. You replied, "...Not to open the box." "That's right. See, I knew you didn't forget the rules," I responded as I sat on the bed next to you, us touching shoulder to shoulder with the vibrator still in your hand, gripping it tightly. I then asked "So, what should we do about this? Tell me, what should daddy do to bad girls like you that break the rules?" I said softly. "I...need...to..." you mumbled as you start fidgeting as you prepare for what's to come. "Sorry, I didn't catch that. Look at me when you speak," I said as I grab you chin and turn you face towards me. I take my thumb and I softly brush your face and I said roughly "Say it." Your lips start to shake as you try to put the words together and say softly , "I need to be punished." "Louder!", I yelled. You fearfully replied "I NEED TO BE FUCKEN PUNISHED!" I then put my hand around your neck and pin you on to the bed. I move closer to your ear and whispered, "That's right. See I knew you can do it. Now you stay here and think about what you've done and daddy will be right back." I let go of my grip and proceed out to the room.

Tell me what goes on your mind about the ordeal that took place and what you believe will or want to happen.