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>Her name is Jasmine, we call her Jazzy. > >She was going half day to Kindergarten I had been >promising to take he to the park in our neighborhood >to play after school one day while the weather was >pretty. Her momma Kayla was signing up for classes to >get her GED. So we walked over to the park. It was a >fun time until I told her it was time to leave. We had >to get back to the house because it was time for the >other kids to come home from school. She decided she >didn't want to listen anymore when I told her it was >time to go home. I finally after a few attempts to >catch her, I threatened to give her a spanking. At >first she acted like she was going to mind me, but she >took off again. This time I caught her and picked her >up. She struggled a little and then I gave her a pop >on her pants and told her, "When we get home, "Auntie >Sonya" (I hadn't adopted Kayla yet) is going to pull >your panties down and spank you like your Momma does. >Even though she was only five, she knew exactly what >"pull your panties down and spank you" means. When we >got to the house, I sat her down on the couch and then >I got down on my knees in front of her to be on her >level. I told her how much I love her and how I doing >things like taking her to the park and other fun >stuff, but she needs to mind me when I'm taking care >of her. She had the sweetest little pout on her face. >With her golden curls, slightly dark complexion and >her big beautiful blue eyes, starting to tear up, she >was melting my heart. I almost backed out of spanking >her but I decided if I threatened to spank her and >didn't go through with it, She would get to the point >where she wouldn't take me seriously. So I took a deep >breath, sat on the couch beside her then guided her >across my lap. once she was laying down over my knee, >I grabbed the waistband of her pants and pulled them >down revealing her Disney Princess panties. then I >took the waistband of them and pulled them down to >bare her little bottom. I placed my hand on her bottom >and could feel her shaking a little bit, so I didn't >waste any time. I gave her six sharp smacks. They were >enough to sting a little bit but it was enough for her >to start crying for real. I finished the spanking and >as I was starting to pull her pants and panties back >up, she snuggled hard against my breast. I gave her a >kiss on the head and rocked her for a few minutes. She >looked up at me with tears running down her sweet >little face and asked me, "Do you still love me Auntie >Sonya?" I said, "Baby you are my little Angel and I >love you to the Moon and back." She snuggled tight >against me again, and I finished pulling her pants >back up and held her tight. After several minutes of >rocking and making up, she looked up at me again. No >longer crying and asked, "Auntie Sonya can we still go >make cookies." I smiled down at her and said, "Of >course we can sweetheart, let's go". We made a batch >of Chocolate Chip cookies and were enjoying Milk and >Cookies when Kayla got home. She commented that >something smelled really good, and the baby said, "I >made cookies Mommy" Then she invited her to have milk >and cookies with us. After the cookies and the other >kids got home from school, she went out back to play >with my youngest boy Brian and my daughter Amie-Lynn >to play on the swing set. I was still feeling a little >bad about spanking her and Kayla asked me what was >wrong. I said, "I had to spank Jazzy today when we got >home from the park because she wouldn't listen to me. >She just put her arms around me and said, "It's ok, I >told you before, if she doesn't mind you can spank >her." I told her I had bared her bottom and smacked it >six times. She hugged me and instead of calling me >Auntie Sonya, she said, "Momma it's ok." then pointed >outside and said, "Look she's out there playing with >the other kids like nothing ever happened. She's ok." >Then she kissed me on the cheek and said, "You're >gonna be ok too." > >If there's anything else you'd like to ask me, please >feel free.

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