She then picked me up and placed me back in my chair. Mom picked up the spoon and once again tried to feed me. Being the spoiled brat that I was, I still refused to eat by keeping my mouth closed and turning my head away.
Mom could not believe it! She said: “I guess we need another spanking” and once more reached out for me. This time, of course, I knew what was about to happen. I tensed up and gripped the sides of the chair so she couldn’t pull me towards her. She firmly told me to let go, but I continued to disobey.
Finally she had to stand up, pull me and the chair up off the floor until my grip relaxed and I came loose. She sat back down, put me once again across her lap, held me very tightly and started spanking me again. This time, the punishment was really hard and lasted a long time. I screamed and cried but it didn’t put her off in the least.