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| My Little One Gets A Spanking |
It was a cold, dark and dreary afternoon. I was home from work with a nasty cold and my Heather was as bored as could be. She was stalking around the house acting as bratty as she could be. � Gladdy, can we go to the mall?� �Heather , I�m not feeling well as you know. I am going up to bed to rest for a while� �Oh Gladdy you are no fun!� �Honey, when I feel better I�ll take you somewhere special. How�s that lovey?� �I need something to do. I am going crazy� �Honey, what about that project that is due for school next week?� � I don�t want to do homework� �Well I suggest you find something that will interest you while I am sleeping� �But I want to go to the mall� � Dear, please go and do something . Maybe this evening we can play a board game or watch a movie� � You are never any fun� With that final statement she stomped away. As sick as I was I never tolerate that kind of talk from her. I called her over to me to have a talk with her. �Heather what have I told you about stomping away from me and being a brat?� �I�m sorry. Can I go now?� �No you may not! You will stand right here until we finish our talk missy!� She began to give me �the look�. When she does that she thinks she will avoid her inevidable spanking . I sat down in a chair and had her stand in front of me. �You�re not gonna spank me . Are you?� �As a matter of fact I had no intention of doing that but it seems you are giving me no other alternative� �But I don�t want a spanking, Gladdy!� �Honey, when you act as a child you get spanked as one. Now no more discussion from you! Understood?� �Crystal, Gladdy, crystal clear�. I began unzipping her jeans to ready her for her spanking. She intently watched as her jeans were being lowered. I had her step out of them. She hates this part of her punishment with a passion. The panties were next to go. �Gladdy, if I promise to let you rest can I go do my homework now?� �Sweet Pea , you will be doing your homework but you certainly won�t be sitting to do it young lady!� With that statement I punctuated it with a few placed smacks to her pantied covered bottom. �Ow�that hurt! � Her hands flew back to her bottom. �Darling, that will be nothing compared to the pain you are about to feel!� I gently pulled her over my knee. I noticed a few lone tears made their way down her cheeks. I felt so badly for her and yet I had to teach her a lesson. SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! �.You will never��SMACK ! SMACK! SMACK! �.talk like that�..SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!!�..to me again!�..SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!�.I expect you to act�..SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!��like a young lady��SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!�..at all times! My hand was making her bottom turn a lovely shade of pink . She was beginning to kick her legs and clench her cheeks between spanks! �Heather, I want you to place your toes together now!� This made it physically impossible for her to clench her cheeks. It made her feel each and every slap that reined down on her bottom. I reached behind me to the desk and grabbed my ruler. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!�.You will do as I say�..SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! �..or we can ��SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!�.have this conversation�..SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!�.many times my child! She started to cry and begged me to stop spanking her. I gave her many many slaps with the ruler. Eventually her body relaxed over my knee and she was ready to listen. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!�..I will not��SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!�..tolerate��SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!�.that type of behavior from you��SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! �..ever! Are you clear on this yong lady?� �OWWWWW�..YESSSSSSSS��I promise I�ll be good!� �Hmmmmm��I am not convinced yet that you want to be a good girl!� SLAP!! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! By now she was crying relatively hard and I stopped the spanking. I allowed her to get off my lap. We stood up and I hugged her to my chest till the tears and hiccupping had resolved to a mere trickle. I took her chin in my hand and told her that she had also earned herself a half hour in the corner. She was not happy about this but did as I said. I watched her stand there looking for all the world like a truly repentant little girl. My poor �little one� will be doing this again by days end I said to myself. After her corner-time was through I helped her to pull her pants and her panties up. I had her go to her desk and I smiled as my �little one� gingerly sat down and began her homework���. |