“I’m not done – turn over!” “No, mommy, please, that’s enough – it hurts!” “I said to turn over – now!” I turned back over and she continued the spanking while I screamed, kicked, and cried.
My legs were moving up and down and I felt like it was on fire. Every time I put my hands over my sore bottom, mom grabbed them and put them to my side, and continued spanking me.
Finally, she stopped and I turned over on the bed, lying on my sore bottom, crying. “Now maybe you’ll remember to do what I tell you.” I was so embarrassed lying there.
“Thanks a lot!” I said in a very fresh voice. “You want more?” she asked. “I just got done telling you not to be fresh – I guess you didn’t learn your lesson yet. Layover the bed!” “Noo! I’m sorry, I learned. No, mom, please!” “Turn over!” I lay on my stomach once again. This time, she began spanking me again, but harder.