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Subject: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas to Ginger [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:11:37 01/05/26 Mon I think I landed on a direction to take this in! I think this will be a fun switch up. I think we find the story as we go pretty well, but I am really going to do my best to be a brat, but with some of little-me mixed in there. In this scenario, I’ll be 11. That feels like a good age to amp the bratiness up. —— It’s hour two of my tennis practice, and I am absolutely exhausted. I am athletic, but hate how much I have to play tennis. Just cause mom and dad insist! I’d rather play soccer or something, but all my friends are in tennis, so I guess it is what it is. Most of all, I hate losing. I am just volleying back and forth with my coach, but isn’t it time to be done? I mean come on! “Another set of 20!” coach Andy yells out. “SERIOUSLY?!” I retort. You must be joking. It’s hot, I’m tired, and I do this 4 times a week. All for what exactly? “Seriously” he shoots back. Coach is a serious adult, but it’s not like he has any power over me. He speaks to mom and dad usually, but lately mom and dad have been handing over daily stuff like this to you, my new-ish nanny, Ginger. We’re still getting used to each other, and I’d be lying to myself if I said I was never testing you. Mom and dad let me get away with everything. I basically never am in trouble, and so far nothing too serious with you. They’ve been out of town for a few days, and I can tell you’re more willing to enforce things. The other day we got in an argument over cleaning stuff off my floor. I told you that the house staff usually takes care of it, but you told me that mom and dad want me to be the one who does it now. I guess they couldn’t just say that to me? Anyways, now you are EVERYWHERE with me and it is frustrating. I just want to do what I want to do. Is that so hard? I catch a glimpse of you at the edge of the court, here to pick me up. Your arms are crossed, and big sunglasses that hide your eyes make it hard to tell what moo you are in. But, as far as I am concerned, that means it’s time to go home. I half-heartedly hit some tennis balls back to Andy and he eventually relents and “calls it” as he says. I mope on over to you, but don’t acknowledge you. Andy follows in tow and makes no attempt to conceal anything he is saying to you from me. “Lucas has been a tough one today,” he tells you. “Not very ‘in the mood’ for practice.” “I just wanna go home.” He laughs and turns back toward me: “you know, you’re a lucky kid. You definitely have an attitude that would have gotten me in big trouble when I was your age.” “My mom and dad don’t really care what I say.” “Yeah, I can tell!” I guess he is never afraid to “tell it like it is”, but good thing I can give it right back. I see you both exchange a knowing look. Who knows what that means, but I don’t like it when adults conspire against me. Maybe you both just know that you can’t just push me around. “We’ll see you next week, Andy! Thank you!” you say. I walk away from you both while leaving my bag on the ground for you to pick up. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:16:51 01/05/26 Mon "Lucas," I call after you, and you turn with a sigh. "Come back and grab your bag." You roll your eyes, and turn around again. "You can get it." Seriously? I follow after you, pointedly leaving the bag on the ground. I can see you are tired from your practice, but I am beyond tired of your attitude. I've been your nanny for almost a month, and we still haven't settled into a routine. I know it's because you don't respect me, and you don't think you have to follow any rules. Your parents have been pretty terrible enablers about that. Any punishments that I set, like taking away your video games, they just overrule when you whine to them. I've tried positive reinforcement as well, but the carrot isn't always effective, if there isn't the proverbial stick as well. I think back to last weekend, when I finally forced both of your parents to sit down with me to discuss your behavior. They said they would try not to undermine my authority so much, but I really didn't find them convincing. I reminded them that I'm the fourth nanny you've had in the last year, and that my agency said they wouldn't provide a fifth, if I also quit. Your dad got a bit indignant about that, but I clearly stated that our agency is the best. All of our child care providers are extensively vetted and we have advanced degrees in education or child development, with years of experience. We have a waiting list of clients, and we do not have to put up with a hostile work environment caused by a child. I said that you needed to start learning the meaning of the word no, and I was more than happy to work on imposing some desperately needed discipline, but they needed to stop sabotaging my efforts. Then your mom spoke up and said that she just hated to see you unhappy, and that was why she reinstated privileges that I had taken away. I countered that no child is happy about being disciplined, but that isn't a reason to let them grow up with no boundaries. I could tell that they just weren't going to back me up. So, I finally made another suggestion. If they weren't going to support my more conventional approach, then there was another option where they could leave your discipline completely in my hands - they could give me permission to spank you. At first, they acted outraged, and they talked about modern views that spanking was harmful. I said that in many, if not most, cases, that I would agree. However, I felt that you might respond well to that kind of immediate consequence for bad behavior. Then it would be over and done, with no long drawn-out battle to get your tablet, or your video games back. That got their attention. Eventually, they gave me permission to spank you, on a trial basis. I had been planning to warn you about this change, the next time you misbehaved, and it looks like I'm going to get my opportunity. I'm not going to just spank you out of the blue, but one warning is all you are going to get. This all runs through my head during the trek to the parking lot. You are standing impatiently by the car. "Wait! Where's my bag? I told you to get it." You very nearly stomp your foot. "And I told you to get it yourself. I am not your personal pack animal, Lucas. I suggest you go back and get it. Or you could leave it there, and hope nobody steals it before you come back." You stare at me like I just declared the sky to be green. I unlock the car, get in and turn up the AC. "I'll just wait here for you. "

[> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:53:11 01/05/26 Mon I am immediately taken back. As soon as I start raising my own voice, I am used to adults kinds of just bending back to make sure I don’t set off entirely. I am just not used to being challenged really in any way. But, I have to say…it’s interesting that I can’t seem to get to you. Any time you’ve tried to punish me, my parents stepped in, but I can tell it annoyed you. But now my parents aren’t here. They take a lot of business trips, too, so I might have to get used to you. Okay…game on. I dramatically turn around and head back to grab my bag. I am really making a meal out of stomping a bit. This MUST annoy you…right? Right?! Maybe you’ll just say “forget it”, but I subtly (maybe not so subtly) turn around and still see you sitting in the driver’s seat, lips pursed and sunglasses on. I grab my bag off of the floor and march it back. I could put it more gently down next to me in the back seat of the car, but I more-so drop it loudly. Honestly, I am exhausted. I am usually not this much of a jerk. Even I know that I am being one, but a kid has to know what he can get away with, right? You start the SUV and pull back out of the parking lot. After a moment of sitting in silence, you break it by saying “I don’t like how you were talking to your coach, Lucas.” “I just…didn’t want to do more and he always wants me to.” “That seems like a more reasonable way to say it, don’t you think?” Ugh…annoying. I’ll play along. “What do you mean?” “I mean…if I spoke to my coach like that when I was your age, my mom would have spanked me into next week. So, it seems like if you didn’t want to continue, you could say it nicer.” A spanking? Honestly I have never even really heard of that. I think it is like when your parents really hit you and beat you up. I might have heard it from some other kid at my school, but I am a little bit more curious. “Wait…like your mom would like beat you or something?” “No, never that…do you know what a spanking even is?” “…wha…what is it?”

[> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:33:59 01/05/26 Mon I'm surprised that you don't seem to even know what a spanking is, but perhaps I shouldn't be. When I was young, you would see references to spanking in comic strips, books, TV, and movies. The act itself generally wasn't depicted, but we certainly knew what was going on off-screen. And it was usually pretty easy to see why the "bad kid" had earned their punishment. I remember one episode of Little House on the Prairie where the mean blonde girl finally got in trouble, and her dad took a strap off of a hook on the wall as he went upstairs to deal with her. I had no sympathy for her and wished that they had showed the spanking, because my child's sense of justice was happy that she was finally getting what she deserved. I shake my head slightly to stop myself from wandering down that mental tangent. "A spanking is not the same as a beating. There are people who would disagree with me, and they are entitled to their opinions, but I believe they are two very different things." I glance in the rearview mirror and I can see that I have your full attention. Your brow is slightly furrowed, and while you don't appear actually worried, your instincts are telling you to be wary. Hmm, let's see if you listen. "A beating is physical abuse, almost always in conjunction with mental and emotional abuse. It's using physical violence in an uncontrolled and damaging way. A spanking is administered to a misbehaving child as a form of discipline. Traditionally, the child has to lay face down over their parent's lap, and then the parent slaps the child's bottom." Your eyes widen and your mouth falls open in shock. "There are many different variations. Some parents spank over clothes, or underwear. Some spank on the bare bottom." I hear a tiny gasp from the back seat. "Some parents only spank with their hand, while others use some kind of implement, like a wooden spoon, a paddle, or a hairbrush. However they do it, they should be relatively calm, and make sure the child understands why they are being punished. A spanking should never be so harsh that you leave lasting marks or cause actual damage. The idea is to provide an immediate negative consequence for poor behavior or breaking the rules. If a grown-up doesn't act right, or breaks the law, there are real world consequences. They could lose their job, be fined, or sent to prison. For kids, you need to start getting used to the idea that breaking the rules or treating other people badly will usually leave you in a bad situation. That's a bit over simplistic, but you're a smart kid, Lucas, so I'm sure you get the idea." You nod silently. I can see the wheels turning in your head. "Nowadays, spanking is mostly considered old fashioned, and people use other ways to discipline their children - things like being grounded, early bedtimes, extra chores, or losing privileges or toys. I agree that spanking isn't necessarily a good idea for every kid, but I've also seen it work wonders." I laugh a little. "It certainly kept me in line." "Your mom really did that to you?" " Oh yeah, she had this old wooden hairbrush. It lit a fire on my poor backside in no time. I didn't earn very many spankings, but when I did, she definitely made it count." You have this conflicted look on your face. Part of you knows that this conversation is going to start being relevant to you personally, but another part of you is enjoying the thought of your annoying nanny getting her butt spanked when she was a kid. I suppose I can't really blame you. "So, Lucas, I think we both know that your behavior could use some improvement. I've tried the more modern approach, but you don't seem to be learning a lesson from losing access to your video games or tablet. You just complain to your parents and then they give in. Well, this is your official warning that we aren't doing that anymore. It's not working, and I said as much to your parents. From now on, I have their permission to spank you if I think it's necessary. I'm sure this is very unwelcome news, and you're certainly allowed to feel upset about it. However, you may not throw a tantrum, or be disrespectful. I'm very willing to listen to your concerns and answer your questions. So, before you say anything, please take a few deep breaths, and try to stay calm. I don't actually want to give you your first spanking tonight, but I will if you push me."

[> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 04:22:57 01/06/26 Tue My mouth is agape. How could you ever do that to me?! Little old me! I am self aware enough to know that I can be a pain, but I can’t be THAT bad. My mind wanders down all the possible avenues about what that has to be like. As unpleasant as it sounds, I imagine myself actually being bent over your lap and my cheeks (both pairs) flush a bit. Then what would happen? You just slap my butt until….what? I say sorry? I would never give you the satisfaction. My head shakes a bit from imagining what it must be like to finally come to my senses. “You…you can’t do that!” “I can.” “No, you can’t.” “I can. And, Lucas, if you continue down this path, I will. I am not afraid of you. I see how the adults in your life act around you, and I promise I will not react the way they do. I am not going anywhere and I am not going to be afraid of keeping you in line. I am not looking for reasons to give you a spanking, trust me, but you are giving me plenty of reasons. So, what’s it going to be?” I think about the absolute betrayal from my parents. How could they let this happen? How could they approve of that? I haven’t even heard of spankings until five minutes ago, and now I am suddenly in danger of actually getting one. I take deep breaths, but they aren’t working. We’re pulling up to the front gate of the house and you could cut through the tension with a chainsaw. I am angry, but I must also be at least a little afraid of you because my bottom quivers beneath my white tennis shorts. “Would….” I break the silence. “Would…you actually like…” “Hmm?” you respond, focused on carefully parking the car. “Would you like pull down my underwear? You said…some parents ssss-spank on the bare butt. Do…do you?” I did not mean for that to spill out but my curiosity got the better of me. I am afraid of what your answer will be given that I am on such thin ice.

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:06:05 01/06/26 Tue I hear the little shakiness in your voice, and I actually have some sympathy for you. It never occurred to me that you wouldn't even know what a spanking was! And now you have this dire threat looming over you. It has certainly given you pause though, and that is definitely a good thing. "Yes, I'm afraid that I do believe a spanking should be given on the bare bottom." A look of horror crosses your face. "My mom always said that my shorts and underwear didn't misbehave, so why should they get spanked?" I put the car in park, and turn to face you in the backseat. "To be honest, I used to hate it when she said that." I wrinkle my nose in distaste. "It always felt kind of condescending, like she was making light of the situation. And a spanking certainly isn't the end of the world, but it feels like a pretty big deal when you're about to get one." I get out of the car, and beckon you to follow me. "Let's go inside and I can explain a little more." You silently trail after me, lugging your bag of tennis equipment. You drop it on the ground by the door into the house. I pause and glance at it. Then you pick it back up and stuff it into the cabinet where it belongs. Wow, even talking about the prospect of a spanking is already having a positive impact. I tell you to have a seat in the den, and I go get us both some lemonade, and bring you a granola bar, in case you are hungry after practice. "Ok, I know this isn't a fun thing to talk about, but I want you to be totally informed, so that nothing comes as a surprise. I'm glad you asked your question, and you can always ask more. So, yes, I spank on the bare bottom. There are several reasons for that. The first reason is so that I can see what I'm doing. The color of your bottom can be a pretty good indicator as to how hard I'm spanking. Lots of yelling and crocodile tears, when your bottom is barely pink, means that you are faking your reactions. Please don't do that. I will be able to tell, and it will mean that you're in bigger trouble. You can always cry and yell when you're getting a spanking. That's completely normal, but just don't pretend, because that's basically lying. Also, if I can see your bottom, then I won't accidentally spank harder than I intended, which could happen if it was covered up. The second reason to spank on the bare bottom is that it hurts more. Spankings are painful. They are supposed to be. And with no clothing in the way, even a hand spanking can light your backside up. The third reason some people spank on the bare bottom is embarrassment. Some people think that making a spanking as embarrassing as possible makes the punishment more effective. I don't really agree with that. Of course, it's going to be embarrassing, there's really no way around that, but I'll never go out of my way to try to use that against you. If you earn a spanking, your shorts will come down, you'll go over my lap, and then I'll pull your underwear down. You won't be bare more than you need to be." You took a few sips of your lemonade, and now you are fidgeting with the granola bar, the wrapper making little crinkly sounds. "What other questions do you have?"

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 14:57:11 01/06/26 Tue It honestly feels like a tornado is inside me. What other questions do I have? I have a lot of questions! First off, yeah right!! Even as I am sitting in silence, fidgeting, my bottom starts to quiver and my tummy starts to ache. Part of it is anger that’s been building up since we met, but some of it is…curiosity? Not for how it bad it hurts. You don’t have to convince me of that. But like…would you ACTUALLY do it? My parents, tutors, coaches, and teachers all make a big show of enforcing rules or punishments, then I wiggle out of it. You talk about spanking me, but when it comes down to it: I guess I don’t know if I believe you. I am a product of my environment after all. I think and think…and you are continuing to look at me with your piercing eyes. “No more questions, I guess.” I am not sure if you even believe me. I hear some sound escape from your mouth, but I can’t tell what it even means. You break the silence: “well, if you do…you can always come to me. But Lucas…” I look up at your long pause. You were waiting for me to meet your eyeline, I can tell. “This is the new rule and you’re going to have to accept it. No one likes spankings, but this is where we are. You have to respect the rules and I am asking that you respect me.” Back to anger. I suppress it as much as possible and tell you I am going to get changed. I don’t give you a hug, but I can tell you were available for one if I was ready for it. Walking down our long hallway, I turn toward my bedroom. I push off my tennis shorts, take off my polo. It strikes me for a moment to pause in my boxer briefs and think about what it would be like if you actually did pull them down and spank me. I slip down just the back of them and look in the mirror. I don’t know what overtakes me, but I give myself just a brisk smack and see my small handprint already form a pink outline across my pale, white butt cheek. OUCH! Even doing it lightly hurts. You are going to do that HARDER if I get in trouble? Are you kidding me? I devise a plan. A plan so good that I forget to put on new clothes and just stay in my boxers. I go further down the hall to your living area. You’re fully moved in - a reminder of you being a permanent fixture in my house. I don’t know what to do with all of this frustration, and without even really thinking, I pull out one of your drawers and dump out the clothes. You can’t live here if you don’t have your stuff here! Then I do it again and again. If you think I am such a brat - one worthy of a spanking - I’ll show you what a real brat looks like. There is no way this doesn’t get you to back down.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:13:56 01/06/26 Tue I sit down in the kitchen and open up my weekly planner, reminding myself of everything coming up for the next few days. Tennis lessons again in two days, but nothing tomorrow. I think I might take you to that new mini-golf course I saw off the highway. You just had a metaphorical bomb dropped on you, and it seems like just the prospect of a spanking is making you straighten up a bit. So, maybe doing something fun will help your mood. I'm jostled out of my musing by some odd muffled thumping coming from the other side of the house. I quickly go to investigate and find you, clad in only your boxer shorts, creating a huge mess in my bedroom. You yank out another dresser drawer, dump my clothes on the ground and then drop the drawer with a thud. You stand there for a moment looking around the room as if searching for the next thing to spin into chaos. You're either furious, or you don't believe I'll actually spank you. Probably both. Well, you're about to find out how wrong you are. "Are you quite finished?" You spin around, looking shocked to see me, though you have no reason to be. Your little tantrum was clearly designed to get my attention. You look wrong-footed for a moment, then cross your arms over your chest and glare at me. I don't bother having a conversation at this point. In one smooth motion, I grab ahold of your upper arm, and use one foot to snag the little stool out from under the vanity table. I sit down, bend you over my left leg, and put my right leg over yours to forestall too much kicking. Then I unceremoniously pull your boxers down to mid thigh. I put my left forearm against your back, to keep you down, and land the first sharp spank on your bottom. You are jack-knifed over my knee with you bare bottom pointed up at me, in the perfect position for your very first spanking. I spank your other cheek, so that you have a matching pair of handprints, and you manage to break through your shock, and find your voice. "Nooooooo! Ginnnngeeeeer! You can't do this!" I don't bother arguing with you, because I quite clearly CAN. I dive straight in with medium hard spanks, peppering them all over your upturned bare bottom. You continue to yell your displeasure, but your shouts of anger are quickly becoming expressions of actual pain. "Ow, Ginger, stop! Ow ow, that hurts! Owwwwwwww!" I pick up the pace, not spanking harder, but going a bit faster. It's surprisingly satisfying to spank your naughty little backside. You really have had this coming for far too long. I hear you catch your breath, and I can tell that tears are on the way. I concentrate my smacks on your sit spots on the undercurve of your bottom cheeks and that's enough to get you crying properly. I keep the spanking going for about another thirty seconds, but I slow the pace of the smacks way down. Finally, I'm happy with the color I've achieved, a uniform light red. You are one well-spanked little boy. I pull your boxers back up, cover your bottom, and gently help you stand up. You immediately throw your arms around my neck and cry into my shoulder. After letting you cry it out for a bit, you catch your breath, and I take it as a sign to turn you around and propel you into the corner. "You're going to spend a few minutes in the corner, thinking about how you got yourself in trouble, and how you could have avoided it. Then you are going to clean up the mess you made." I place your hands on your head. "Your hands stay right there. If you try to rub your bottom, then you'll go back over my knee." You shake your head frantically, and unconsciously clench and unclench your bottom, trying in vain to alleviate the sting. I sit back down to watch and see if you can avoid going right back over my knee.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 04:55:00 01/07/26 Wed Complete shock, awe, and most of all PAIN fill me. I could not have been more wrong. You were certainly not bluffing. I could not imagine that hurting more, but then again - that was my first one so I have nothing to compare it to. Some parents use a HAIRBRUSH you said?!? I can’t imagine having that done to me. Am I in danger of ever getting the hairbrush?! “OOOWWW GINGER! I’m sorrrrryyy!” My parents NEVER have done anything like that and I never thought it could even happen. All the pain, heat, and sting feels like it is radioactive across my bottom and nothing is alleviating it. “Pleaaase no moreeee!” Through my garggled crying I hear you respond, “Lucas, you had every chance to avoid it. When you came in here to make this mess, you knew what the consequence would be. If you didn’t believe me, then now you do. Now keep those hands on your head. I am not messing around.” My pain and anger keep tipping back and forth like a pendulum. For the first time I have the thought of…maybe I earned this? I was really pushing you and maybe I was curious if you’d make good on your threats. That stupidly still doesn’t stop me from turning around from the corner in anger, throwing my arms back and yelling: “I AM TELLING MY MOM ABOUT WHAT YOU DID!!!” Before I can tell what’s what, you grab a firm hold on my wrist and pull be back toward you. Instinctually, I grab as much as I can of the waistband on my boxer shorts to thwart you yanking them down again, but even I have a feeling that it isn’t going to do me much good.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:58:21 01/07/26 Wed I take you by both shoulders and give you the tiniest little shake to get your attention. "Lucas, look at me." You look up a little, but not quite enough to meet my eye. I'll take what I can get. "I understand that you must feel really confused right now, and that a big part of that is anger. Most of that is probably directed at me, which is fair. I just punished you in an unfamiliar and painful way. I'd be surprised if you weren't angry with me. You're probably also mad at your parents for giving me permission to spank you. By the way, you are quite welcome to tell your mom that I gave you a spanking. I'll be letting her know as well. But I'm guessing that you're angry with one more person." I gently tap my finger against your chest. "I'm willing to bet that you're pretty mad at yourself for winding up in this predicament. It really didn't have to happen." Your lower lip quivers, and I can see tears welling up in your eyes again. "It's ok to feel angry, but it isn't helpful to let your anger take over. That will almost always lead to more trouble." A couple big tears roll down your flushed cheeks. "Please don't spank me again, Ginger."

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:35:56 01/07/26 Wed I truly panic for a moment as I am convinced that you are about to put me right over your knee again, but another second passes that you don’t do it. Your eyes are stern, but we wait and wait and wait, and I am still standing with my boxers bunched on the side, hoping you don’t take them down. What happens instead is entirely unfamiliar. You do pull me closer, but not to put me back in position. Instead I feel a warmth I hadn’t yet from you. You pull me in for a big hug and I just fall apart. My eyes and nose cannot control themselves, and even more I am surprised that I allow myself to cry so heavily. You wrap your arms fully around my still-bare torso and start rubbing my back. “Shhhhh….let it out, buddy.” I don’t know if anyone has been this affectionate. Of course my parents love me, but I can always tell that they’re afraid of me. You were right about that. I see how you’re not and that makes me all the more vulnerable. I don’t know if I like this, but I have to just let it happen for now. I finally let out…”I’m…embarrassed.” I can tell that even takes you by surprise. “Lucas…can I be honest?” I nod into your shoulder. “That’s okay. You should never be embarrassed to cry, but how you acted today warrants it. We’re gonna’ talk about it, but for now, you can cry it all out. When you’re ready, we’re gonna try that corner time again. Then you and me are gonna sit down and write out some rules and expectations together. Okay?” Through muffled tears in your neck I muster “mmmhmm” and let you continue rubbing my back.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 02:12:59 01/08/26 Thu I am SO relieved that you didn't continue to fight me. I'm not sure that further punishment would be helpful at this point. There is a time and place for a good spanking, and we did that, and I'm very glad that we don't have to do it again right away. I continue to hold you as you cry. After a few minutes, I feel you stiffen, as though you are about to pull away. I'm guessing that you have recovered enough to feel ashamed of crying, and that you think you need to act tough. Well, that's one thing I truly want to convince you isn't necessary. Instead of letting you pull away, I sweep my left arm under your legs and lift you to deposit you in a sitting position, across my lap. I keep one arm wrapped around you, gently leaning you against my chest. The other hand rubs your back, and drifts down to rub your sore bottom too. I don't hold you tight enough to prevent you from escaping if you really wanted to, but I want to make it clear through my body language that I'm happy to comfort you as long as you need it. "I . . . I'm sorry I'm so bad, Ginger." You say sadly. "Hey, you are NOT bad! Some of your decisions about how to behave haven't been great, but that doesn't change the fact that you are a wonderful and smart boy. I just want to help remind you of how to behave to get along with others, and to be respectful of people who just want to look after you." You take a shaky breath and nod. After another minute, I give you another quick rub on your bottom, and I ask you if you are ready to finish your corner time. You take a deep breath, and say that you are. I guide you back to the corner, and place your hands on your head. "Ok, Lucas, in a few minutes, we are going to contine talking about rules. I know it might be uncomfortable to talk about, but I want to hear from you too. I don't want you to feel like I'm just imposing restrictions on you for the heck of it. I definitely already have a few ideas, but I really want to hear from you too. You can't negotiate your way out of ever getting another spanking. That's an option now and, even if you don't like it. But I want to hear from you. What rules do you think we should have? And what kinds of of rule-breaking do you think deserve a spanking? I want us to be on the same page, so that there is no confusion about what is expected of you, and no wiggle room if you misbehave enough to get a spanking. Think about it for a few minutes. I'll set an alarm on my phone and then you can tell me what you think it's fair. I promise I'll listen, and take your thoughts into consideration when setting up any rules. "

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 04:44:44 01/08/26 Thu What is this? You being fair? I swore you were just here to be mean to me but here you are being kind and patient, firm and loving. That is a combo I am rarely shown and something I will have to get used to. I stir on this for so long that I forget I am even in the corner and your timer startles me. I slowly take my hands off of my head, waiting for another spanking, even if you just told me that wasn’t going to happen. Again…getting used to this new reality. I turn around and see you slightly smiling: expecting me to be the first to start talking. I am usually not too shy. “Sorry…I didn’t think about it.” That makes you laugh. “It’s okay…let’s do this. Come with me and let’s write them out in the kitchen. If you want to finish putting your clothes on, you may.” Honestly after all of this, I am overheating. We walk out of your room and I stop by my bedroom to grab just a t-shirt, but decide to stay in my underwear. I guess there’s not much of a reason to be modest any more. I come back out and join you at our big kitchen table where you already have a paper and pen ready to go. “What we’re going to do, Lucas, is we’re going to write out the rules and consequences in this house so you always know what to expect now and going forward. We can amend this over time, but let’s decide on some basic ones together. The first rule has to be that we respect others. That means no just dropping off your bag or clothes expecting someone to just do your laundry. Or yelling at someone just because you’re upset. I promise I will respect you and I expect that in return. Not just for me but for everyone else, too. What is one that you think is fair?” “Uhmmm…I guess no arguing?” “Hmm…well, as much as I am happy to not argue with you, let’s change that a bit. How about no mean comments if you disagree? Right now you are getting angry and making things personal when you don’t agree with someone. I think that is a rule that we can establish.” You continue to write these down on the sheet of paper. “Always do my homework?” “That’s a good one. Homework done before any electronics. What else should go on here?”

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 08:28:27 01/10/26 Sat Hey, sorry I disappeared for a bit. It's been a crazy couple of days. You can give me a few extra smacks the next time I'm on the receiving end, lol. ________________________ I can see you concentrating, and I am really proud of the progress you are making already. You're willing to talk about rules and consequences, and I can tell you're really thinking about it. "Um, no getting in trouble at school?" You say. "That's another important one, but I think we should expand it a bit. You should try to be on your best behavior in school, but also just generally in public. This includes your lessons, when you're visiting friends, and when you're out at places like shops or restaurants." You scrunch up your brow in confusion. "So, I'm never allowed out to have fun?" "Of course you can still have fun! You just need be mindful of how you act around others. Be respectful of adults, and treat others the way you would want them to treat you. It's entirely possible to have a good time without being rude or inconsiderate. " You look down, and it's pretty obvious my last comment must have struck a nerve. "Hey," I say softly, "I'm not trying to make you feel bad. You're a good kid Lucas. You've just gotten into some bad habits, especially when you don't get your way. I want to help you make better choices." "And if I don't act how you want, then you're gonna spank me." Your tone is glum, with just a touch of anger still in there. "Well, sometimes, yes. " I concede. "But there's a scale of severity. Not every mistake will land you over my knee. Let's say you get snippy with your tennis coach, but then you realize you've been rude. If you give him a genuine apology, I'm sure he'd be willing to forgive a little slip, and that would be the end of it. But, if you throw a tantrum in the grocery store because I refuse to buy you candy, and scream and roll around on the ground like a 2 year old, then you can count on a sore bottom when get home. " You giggle a little at the idea of throwing that kind of tantrum. I was hoping that mental image might break the tension that was building back up. We both know you wouldn't do something that extreme. "You will almost always get a warning, unless it's something big, like lying, or deliberate disobedience, or unless it's something that you've already been warned about before. " You still look worried. "Ok, how about this? If you could make rules for me, then what would they be? I'm not promising that those will become official rules, but I really want to know what you are worried about with the new discipline routine. I want you to try to think before you act, but I done want you you to be scared to put one toe out of line. If I can do something so that you feel better about these changes, then I'll try to do it. "

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:39:20 01/10/26 Sat No apologies necessary! I'll take you up on that for a future story. --------------- You've stumped me a bit, but I can see how hard you're trying. It's going to be bumpy because no adult has ever really talked like this to me or put rules out plainly. I consider it while looking down, but finally look up to see your eyes looking much kinder than they were only minutes ago. "I guess...I just worry like...you're gonna' spank me whenever you feel like it. If I made the rules....*sigh*...I guess just be like nice?" I am trying but clearly struggling a bit. But, hey...I am only 11. "I think that is probably the most important one to stick to right now, Lucas. Here's the thing: you mention wanting to have fun. I want you to have fun, too! But, you and I both know that there are times where you might think you're having fun, but you're maybe not being very kind or thoughtful of how others are feeling. That is the thing that we're going to work on together. I promise I am not trying to find every reason to punish you, and it's not about you acting how "I" want. It's about acting in a way that's fair to the world. Because, I can tell you this: things get a lot harder in life if you take a bunch of attitude everywhere you go in life. I don't want you to have to experience that, but that has to start here. With you and me. I am on your side." As hard as it may be to hear it, I am warmed by you saying that. For the first time I maybe actually believe it. "How about this", you say as you begin writing. "We're going to put the 'big three' right up top on this paper. No lying, no extreme rudeness, and no disobedience. Those are the three that will earn you a spanking right away. And when I say 'disobedience', I don't mean blindly doing what I say. I mean directly doing the opposite of what I told you not to do. You might know a bit about that..." You end that last sentence with a bit of a smile to let me know that I am at least not getting another lecture. "Everything else, we will work on as we go. I like that you especially want to work on how you act at all of your lessons and with your friends. Those we will write underneath because they are rules we'll work together on without resorting right to the harshest punishment. I promise you'll always get a warning and a conversation, but if it escalates too far, then you know what to expect. But let's work toward a future where we don't even have to consider that" That sparks me a little bit: "Ummm...can I ask you a question?" "Please do, Lucas. Never be afraid to ask questions." "What...what happens when I am older? Like a teenager?"

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:56:08 01/13/26 Tue Once again, sorry for being so slow. I've been going through a bit of a bout of depression, and there had also been drama with my work, so I just haven't been very with it. I promise to finish the story though. I won't just leaving you hanging, lol. And I put it in the wrong spot again. Sigh. I blink in surprise. I truly wasn't expecting a question about that far into the future. In a way, it really warms my heart, because it means that part of you is already accepting my presence in your life for the foreseeable future. "I hate to sound wishy-washy, but it really does depend on several things. How badly did teenage you get in trouble? Is it a rule that you had broken before, and you knew better? I think what you are really asking is if there is an age when spankings are no longer an option. Basically, when would you be "too old" for a spanking?" You nod, confirming that I had zeroed in on your real concern. "Well, first of all, I would hope that as you get older, you would try to be more responsible, and therefore, you wouldn't be earning many spankings. Of course nobody's perfect, and I don't expect you to be. I'd prefer, and I'm sure you would too, to transition to things like loss of privileges, if you get in trouble as a teenager. As long as you maintain pretty good behavior at the end of middle school, then I would plan on spankings being off the table once you get to high school. But if you mess up big time, then your butt could possibly still be in danger." You don't look thrilled with that answer, and I can't really blame you. At your age, high school probably feels like an eternity away. "Hey, don't look so glum. You're going to work on building better habits, and I'm here to help you do that. The quicker you do that, the less likely you are to wind up with a sore backside. I know you can do it. " You seem a bit encouraged by that. "OK, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry! How about BLTs?" You really perk up at that, and I start pulling ingredients out of the fridge. "So, we'll have lunch, then you can help me clean up my room, and then how about a movie? And, as long as we have an uneventful rest of the day, then I was thinking we could check out the new mini-golf place tomorrow. What do you think?"

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 05:48:16 01/14/26 Wed I totally get it and hope you take time to take care of yourself. You’d be up for being on the receiving end for the next story, but if you need to take time away, please do! We can end the story on this post. I had a lot of fun with this dynamic. I like that I got to be a big brat and you handled it so calmly. No doubt this would not be his only spanking. This level of brattiness doesn’t just go away, but I think the characters established a great level of respect for each other by the end. I hope you had fun getting to be the one to take charge! —————- As soon as you mention mini golf, it is as if all my resentment and anger has washed away. I feel more…free? Is that the word for it? Like I pushed ‘restart’ on my console and get to be more at ease. I guess I always expect adults to be ones just telling me what to do and wanting to control me, but maybe you want to actually help me? I know I am gonna be walking on thin ice for a bit, with you watching my behavior like a hawk, but I don’t interpret that as antagonizing me. Maybe that will fade away next time I am in trouble. And yes…even I have to admit that my mouth will probably get me in trouble again. We’ll just have to learn how to work with each other. We have lunch and you let me relax the rest of the afternoon. I watch my shows and you take care of chores around the house. You find me on the couch and ask me to come with you. You want to ‘teach me something’. I reflexively roll my eyes. I don’t know if you saw it or not. Admittedly, I feel my bottom is mostly safe for today. We go into the laundry room and you show me how to fold my clothes. Boring, but I am on spanking watch, so I do it with you. “We can do this slowly, Lucas, but I am going to have you start doing small chores. Have you ever had those?” “…no. That doesn’t sound fun.” “They aren’t, but they are a part of life. I promise they won’t be too painful. But you know…watch out.” My eyes bat up, but you’re smiling. I think this will be the start of something really great.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 08:26:33 01/14/26 Wed Thanks for being so understanding. I had fun with this one too. It was kind of crazy to be introducing the idea of spankings, rather than it being an already expected kind of discipline. If you ever want to explore this dynamic again, then I'd definitely be on board. I'm sure this version of little Lucas hasn't been cured of his brattiness, lol.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:23:10 01/14/26 Wed Oh definitely not! In my head, this version of Lucas is right back over your knee within a month. 11 years of brattiness isn’t undone in one spanking. I’ll have to think about another situation. I think in the future I want to try and get in more BIG trouble. Maybe caught saying mean things over text, getting in trouble at school - cheating, etc. Not sure yet. But whenever you’re ready! It’s hard to write when you just aren’t feeling well. I hope we can do another brother/sister dynamic in the future, too. Unless there is another one that interests you as the spankee, too.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:34:43 01/14/26 Wed You anticipate BIG trouble? Uh oh, sounds like bratty Lucas might be doing his best to get an introduction to the hairbrush, lol. I do still like the brother/sister scenario. I actually just had the start of an idea. I'll let it percolate a bit. 😉

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Lucas [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:00:10 01/14/26 Wed I mean, the hairbrush has to come at some point, right? Haha. I can’t wait to hear your idea!!

[> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Lucas, the rich brat Author: Ginger [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:50:33 01/13/26 Tue Once again, sorry for being so slow. I've been going through a bit of a bout of depression, and there had also been drama with my work, so I just haven't been very with it. I promise to finish the story though. I won't just leaving you hanging, lol. I blink in surprise. I truly wasn't expecting a question about that far into the future. In a way, it really warms my heart, because it means that part of you is already accepting my presence in your life for the foreseeable future. "I hate to sound wishy-washy, but it really does depend on several things. How badly did teenage you get in trouble? Is it a rule that you had broken before, and you knew better? I think what you are really asking is if there is an age when spankings are no longer an option. Basically, when would you be "too old" for a spanking?" You nod, confirming that I had zeroed in on your real concern. "Well, first of all, I would hope that as you get older, you would try to be more responsible, and therefore, you wouldn't be earning many spankings. Of course nobody's perfect, and I don't expect you to be. I'd prefer, and I'm sure you would too, to transition to things like loss of privileges, if you get in trouble as a teenager. As long as you maintain pretty good behavior at the end of middle school, then I would plan on spankings being off the table once you get to high school. But if you mess up big time, then your butt could possibly still be in danger." You don't look thrilled with that answer, and I can't really blame you. At your age, high school probably feels like an eternity away. "Hey, don't look so glum. You're going to work on building better habits, and I'm here to help you do that. The quicker you do that, the less likely you are to wind up with a sore backside. I know you can do it. " You seem a bit encouraged by that. "OK, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry! How about BLTs?" You really perk up at that, and I start pulling ingredients out of the fridge. "So, we'll have lunch, then you can help me clean up my room, and then how about a movie? And, as long as we have an uneventful rest of the day, then I was thinking we could check out the new mini-golf place tomorrow. What do you think?"