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Ginger
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Date Posted: 12:12:02 12/17/25 Wed
"Well, sweetie, I don't think Katie gets very many spankings anymore. She is pretty well-behaved. Aunt May and I haven't talked about it recently, but I think it's been almost a year since the last time she spanked Katie."
Your eyes widen at the idea of going a whole year without a spanking.
"Having said that, I'm pretty sure Aunt May doesn't consider Katie too old for a spanking, and if she did earn one, then I'm certain it would be with the hairbrush. In fact, Aunt May has the very same brush Grandma used on us when we were little. She was the first one with kids old enough to get paddled with a brush, so she inherited it from Grandma. You know, I was younger than you the first time I got a spanking with the brush. I was 7, and in second grade. I was being disrespectful and talking back to Grandma."
I give you a meaningful look and gently tease you a bit. "That's something you know nothing about, right?"
You giggle a little, then ask me, "What happened when grandma gave you a spankin' with the brush?" I think you're asking partly out of morbid curiosity, since, in the back of your mind, you know you will probably experience the brush too, eventually. And I think you also want to hear about how your mom, who just roasted your bare backside, got her own bottom spanked, once upon a time.
"Well, Grandma very calmly said that my smart mouth had earned me a spanking and told me to go get the brush from her dresser. I was pretty scared because I had heard May get it with the brush before, and it sounded awful."
"Did you ask Grandma not to use the brush?" You ask me, fully invested in the story.
I shake my head, "No, that would have been a very bad idea. Grandma didn't tolerate trying to get out of a punishment. She saw it as defiance, and said that if we tried, then it meant we weren't sorry for what we had done."
Your little face scrunches up as you contemplate this idea. You ALWAYS beg not to be spanked, even though it never works. "Hey, don't worry, I know how scary it can feel when you're in trouble. It's natural that you want to avoid a sore bottom, and I don't think that you asking not to be spanked means you aren't sorry about what you did."
You look relieved, but still thoughtful, and I wonder if you will still plead for clemency the next time you go over my knee.
"Anyway, I got the brush, Grandma pulled my shorts and underwear down and put me over her knee. She rested the brush on my bottom and it felt really hard and cool, not like her hand at all. Then she gave me the first spank and nothing felt cool anymore! It stung so much more than her hand, and after a few smacks it felt like my bottom was on fire. I was really well-behaved for a long time after that, because I did not want to get paddled like that again."
You snuggle against me and ask quietly, "If you know it's so bad, why would use a brush on me?"
I sigh and give you what I hope is a comforting squeeze. "I'd really prefer not to. Disciplining you is part of my job as your mom, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. I suppose I could do other things when you get in trouble, like grounding you, but think about it like this. What would happen if I grounded you for a weekend? No screens, no playing outside or having your friends over. What if you had special plans, like a sleepover? You would have to miss it. You would mope around the house, feeling bad about what you had done, but also probably mad at me for grounding you. There would be lots of hurt feelings that could last even longer than that one weekend. On the other hand, you have spankings. They are very unpleasant. They hurt and it's embarrassing to get spanked. But they are quick. A few minutes, and it's all over. The sore bottom might last a little while," I gently pat the bottom in question, "but you get a fresh start, and you don't have to sit stewing in your bad feelings for days. That's why I use spankings as discipline when you get in trouble. As for the brush, well, you are getting to be a big kid now. And things that worked for little kids don't always work for big kids. Does that make sense?"
You nod, and I can see you are thinking big thoughts. Who knew we would be having a philosophical discussion about child discipline tonight? You give a huge yawn. It's more than an hour past your bedtime, and you must be tired after getting your spanking and having a good cry.
"You seem pretty tired. I think maybe we should skip the story tonight. What do you think?"
You open your mouth to argue, just on principle, but then I think let yourself really feel how exhausted you are, and you ask, "Will you tickle my back until I fall asleep?"
I smile and give you a smooch on your forehead. "You've got a deal. "
You turn over on your tummy and I push your pajama top up a bit, so that I can lightly run my fingertips over your back. After about a minute, I lift the waistband of your pants to peek at your still slightly pink bottom. You give a sleepy grumble, and I say, "I was just checking!"
Maybe another minute of back tickles and you are out like a light. I fix your pajamas and pull the blanket up to tuck you in.
What an end to the day.
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