Whether he had realized the utter futility of such protests or whether the sting in his fanny had driven out all such thoughts, Billy couldn’t tell. It was clear Johnny’s spanking had quickly regressed him to a childlike manner of completely uninhibited, loud crying as if nothing else existed in the world other than his punishment and his need for verbal and emotional release. After he reached back for the fourth time, Mrs. Wilkins took his wrists in her left hand, pinned them against his back, and continued spanking his chubby bottom. With his hands secured, Johnny’s crying seemed to take on an even more babyish tone. There was nothing he could do except kick and cry vigorously and he did a splendid job of both.
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