Stealing Candy5

  “Look at Mummy. Look at me! Look into my eyes – don’t look away when I am talking to you! Why are we here? “Because I stole candy from the jar, Mummy. “What has Mummy told you about stealing?” “It’s a bad thing, and I must never do it.” “Then why did you do it?” “I’m sorry, Mummy.” “That doesn’t answer my question – why did you steal?” He had no answer for that, but stood there sobbing and trembling with fear. “What happens when you steal?” Again, no reply, so I answered for him. “You get a spanking.” I pulled him closer and prepared him for the punishment, Then I drew him to my right side and took him over my knee. I held my boy firmly,  began smacking sharply. After a handful of these spanks, I upped the tempo with two brisk smacks. This new pattern continued for some time before progressing to alternating smacks in sets of three.