Henry Cavill Slap Me Challenge

“Hi, Babygirl! Did you finish your movie?”

“Yes Daddy, it just finished... how much longer until you’re home?”

He chuckled at your eagerness, and you pouted a little.

“Not for a while baby, but we can talk a little. Tell me, what does the next thing on your list say?”

You walked over to the fridge where it was put up and checked off ‘Call Daddy at 12:00’. “Ummm it says have lunch. Making lunch by myself?”

“Not quite, baby, you’re too little for all that. Open the fridge.”

You put Henry on speaker and left the phone on the counter. You pulled open the fridge and saw a sticky note on a container, and pulled it out.

“What does the note say, baby?” You heard Henry say through the phone.

“It says; ‘Baby’s lunch. Please eat all of it, and drink a big cup of water. Be a good girl. Love, Daddy.”

You giggled and put the container on the counter, and opened it to see your favourite sandwich, some carrot sticks and cucumbers, and strawberries. You pouted a little bit at the sight of the veggies.“Daddy, I don’t like carrots!.”

You could practically feel his stern look all the way through the phone. “I know that, but you need to eat them anyway. They’re good for you.”

Before you could protest any more, Henry kept speaking. “I have to go now, little girl.”

This made you pout even more, even though you knew you would talk to him again later. “No Daddy, stay on the phone. I miss you so much.”

“I know my love,” He sighed. “but I’ll be home for dinner time okay? Eat your lunch, and drink your water, and follow your list okay? I love you so much.”

Your eyes watered a bit but you held it back. “I will Daddy. I love you too.”

“Good girl. Bye, darling.”

“Bye Daddy.”

He hung up the phone and you sniffled a little, but felt a little better when a heart popped up on your home screen from Daddy. You sent 3 back and went to eat your food. You would be a good girl like he asked and he would be so proud when he got home.

Despite not wanting any veggies, you ate them first so they would be out of the way and then started on your sandwich.

After lunch, you checked your list and saw that the next few items were some chores, and while you wanted to pout at the thought of cleaning up you also want to please your Daddy so you get them done.

By the time you finish everything he asked, it was ten to 2, and you grabbed your phone and sat in the armchair in the living room waiting for Henry to call you again.

After what felt far longer than 10 minutes, his name popped up and you picked up before the second ring.

“Hi, Daddy! I miss you but I did all my chores and Kal helped and then I was waiting for 2 o’clock and it took forever and-”

You heard him laugh over the phone at your energy. “Calm down baby, you’re gonna run out of air! Good girl doing all your chores, I hope you and Kal aren't too bored without Daddy at home.”

“We’re okay...But I wish you were at home.” You tried not to sound too sad, but you were always far easier to read when you were little.

“Soon bug, I promise.” You heard some talking over the phone and someone calling Henry’s name. He sighed and called back and you pouted.

“I have to go Baby girl, I’m sorry. But we can talk longer on the next call ok? I love you.”

“But Daddy I-”

“I sorry bug, I promise I’ll call later. Be good.”

You tried not to get too upset, you knew he would be busy today, but you thought he would have time to talk to you a little. You held back from sounding as sad as you feel when you answered. “I will, I love you.”

He hesitated and you wondered if you actually did sound too sad anyways, but then another person called his name. “Bye Sweetheart.”

He hung up the phone and you turned it off, dropping it beside you on the armchair. You got up and left the phone behind, and went to see what your list said now. You pouted when you saw ‘Take a nap’ written in his neat writing.

You had far too much energy to go get in bed. Kal walked up behind you with a toy and you smiled mischievously. “Kal, wanna go outside?”

That got him riled up, and any thoughts about the rest of your little list were out the window. The two of you ran to the back door and you grabbed your shoes lined up on the little mat. If Henry were here, he would tell you to put on a sweater since it’s starting to get chilly with the fall weather but you didn’t even think of it.

You slid the glass door open and the two of you made your way into the spacious yard, ready to run out any and all pent up energy.

You threw a ball for a while, played tug of war, built fairy houses out of sticks and leaves and acorns while Kal investigated a tree he saw a squirrel on.

Eventually, Kal got bored and went off doing his own thing, so you went and got in the tire swing Henry had built for you. It was one of your favourite things your Daddy ever got you and playing on it was so much fun.

Finally, the effects of all that playing and your skipped nap hit you, and you climbed in the hammock on the other side of the yard.

You were just going to catch your breath for a bit, and you certainly didn’t mean to fall asleep. Unfortunately, you had also left your phone in the house, wedged between the cushions of the armchair.

Kal tried to climb in the hammock with you before realizing he didn’t enjoy the rocking and settled for laying beneath it and taking a nap on his own. Both of you slept, blissfully unaware of your phone going to voicemail for the fourth time before running out of battery.

You woke up to the sound of your name, in a very unhappy voice.

-

Henry had tried to call you 4 times before your phone started going straight to voicemail. He knew you were unhappy he had to rush off the phone, but turning off your phone and ignoring him when he calls is completely unacceptable.

He had around half an hour to talk this time, and he was hoping that would be enough to make it up to you.

He figured eventually you would call him back (not that it would get you out of the punishment you would absolutely be receiving), so he left his ringer on as he answered some emails. But then ten minutes passed. Then twenty. Then half an hour was gone and you had yet to get back to him.

He had sent multiple texts letting you know on no uncertain terms that he was serious, but they just said delivered. Eventually, he started to get worried, maybe something happened or maybe you were going to do something dangerous and that’s why you didn’t answer.

Luckily they were mostly done for the day and he was able to get out of the last meeting, and he all but ran back to his car to head home. While he was worried, he was also disappointed. You were usually so good for him, even when you were upset.

When he got home, he walked into a silent and empty house. Not even Kal came to greet him, which only served to scare him even more.

He called your name several times, up the stairs and down the hallways, to no answer. At this point, he was starting to panic and began calling for Kal.

That got a response, and he heard scratching. Kal had run for the door when he heard his name, but was blocked by the glass and tried to get Henry’s attention.

You rarely forgot Kal outside, no matter how forgetful you could be and Henry was headed into full-blown fear as he slid the door open. Kal sensed his anxiety and did his best to calm the man down but nothing worked until henry noticed one of your legs hanging off the side of the hammock.

He practically stalked over to you and stared down at you sleeping peacefully, no sweater on, no phone on you. He was almost distracted by how cute you looked, but his disappointment in your behavior outweighed that.

-

Your eyes blinked open slowly, and you had mixed emotions when your eyes landed on his face. First and foremost, your Daddy is home! But before you could be excited, his stern face and stoic tone made you shrink back.

“Daddy, you’re home early… What’s wrong?”

He chuckled under his breath, but you knew he was in no way happy. “Get up, go wait for me on the couch.”

You sat up slowly and gasped as he lifted you out of the hammock and on to your feet easily. “Daddy? I-”

“Now, little girl.”

You hung your head and walked into the house. You knew he would be unhappy about forgetting a sweater but you didn’t think he would be this mad. You weren’t even cold. As you walked to the sofa you noticed your phone sticking up from the armchair and gasped. You had forgotten to call him.

Henry didn’t come in for nearly 10 minutes. If you could see him, you would see that he was just letting Kal calm him down properly.

Finally, he came walked into the house, and you sat up straight as he slid the door closed. His heavy footsteps got closer until he was in the doorway, and you immediately tried to defend yourself. “Daddy I was-”

“Stop. I don’t want to hear it, little girl. You know exactly what you did.”

He stood in front of you and you stared up at his folded arms and clenched jaw. He looked so disappointed and you couldn’t help the pang of sadness that hit you. You didn’t mean to disappoint him.

He gestured for you to stand up, and he turned the two of you and then took your spot. Now you were stood between his knees, and your eyes were already feeling wet.

“Over my knee. You’re getting 25, and then you’re going to stand in the corner for 30 minutes.” He said, in his most stern tone of voice.

Your first tear fell by the time he finished his sentence, but you climbed over his lap anyway. One of his hands ran over your hair and down your back, before clamping down so you would be unable to move away from his heavy punishment.

The first five were over your sweatpants but still hurt enough to jumpstart your sobbing. It only got worse from there. His spanks never got harder, but after those 5 he pulled down your panties as well and there was no cushion between his large hand and the soft skin of your ass.

By the end you were sobbing, your sleeve soaked in tears and your ass burning. The hand he had been using to spank you pulled your pants and panties off fully, and his other hand pet your head and down your spine, as you tried to catch your breath.

Eventually, he flipped you over gently with your sore ass cradled between his knees and your wet face pressed to his shoulder. He waited for your crying to slow down to sniffles and hiccups. “Do you want to say what your punishment was for, or do you want me to say it?” He asked. He usually did when he had to punish you, your voice was practically gone, or unreadable through the held back tears.

You poked his chest gently, and he turned you so you were still sitting, but now facing him properly. “You are being punished for not picking up the phone when I called, and for turning off your phone when I tried again. You do not ever ignore me, not when I’m looking out for you. That is why I spanked you, as well as-”

It took all your strength to speak up, but you were starting to freak out. “No no no Daddy I didn’t forget or hang up Daddy! I’m sorry, I wasn’t mad at you Daddy I promise I wasn’t!”

You could tell he was confused but before he could speak you continued. “I forgot my phone inside because me and Kal went and played outside because I wasn’t tired at all even though it was nap time and but then later I got tired and I fell asleep in the hammock on accident and I’m sorry I didn’t take my nap and I was stupid for forgetting and-”

He cut you off by pulling you close before you could finish. You let out another sob, buried into his chest and he sighed. “Okay, it’s okay. You’re not stupid, I’m not mad baby. But I need you to listen for one more minute and then we can go take care of your sore bum.”

You nodded against his shirt and realized in the back of your mind that you had left it wet with tears.

He tilted you back and met your eyes. “I am so so sorry my love. I shouldn’t have spanked you until we talked about what you did wrong. You are my perfect, smart little girl and I should have known you wouldn’t hang up on me or ignore me on purpose.” His hand reached up to wipe the tears from your cheeks.

“From now on we are going to go over what you did wrong before I ever punish you, baby. Every time, because I don’t ever want to punish you for something you didn’t do ever again. And while I’m not happy you skipped your nap on purpose, I wouldn’t ever punish you for forgetting something by accident little one.”

He cradled your cheek in one hand and your back with the other. “Do you forgive me, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.  I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

His large hands slid down underneath your thighs, and he picked you up. “It’s not your fault baby, it’s not your job to remember these things.” He started walking towards the bathroom, but noticed your phone and reached down to get it. He handed it to you and you turned it on to see how many missed calls there were.

“Daddy, it died.” You said quietly. He slipped it from your hand and kissed the side of your head. “Well, that explains that. I am so sorry baby girl.”

“It’s okay Daddy… Am I still having a time out?” You asked tentatively, still feeling a little guilty for forgetting even with what he said.

“No baby, you certainly don’t need more punishment. We’re gonna go put you in the bath, put some cream on your sore bum, and then go cuddle and watch shows. Okay, baby?”

“Okay, Daddy.”

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