Even still, Megan hesitated when it came to the actual spanking. Justification or no, she found it a difficult thing to do for the very reason that doing it made her more like Deanna and less like herself. She thought back to the pool incident. What she did (urinate) really was an accident, an accident that she sincerely apologized for. What Deanna did (attack her) was a calculated act for which no remorse was shown. It did not equate and, to Megan, there was a need to balance the scales.
“Teach me a lesson?” she asked, delivering the first smack to Deanna’s prone behind. “Well here’s a lesson for you!” SMACK, SMACK. Deanna grunted and jerked, but otherwise hardly flinched. “And by the way, just because I have an ass doesn’t mean its fat.” SMACK, SMACK again. She was finally getting into it.

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