Addie and Alexis- Part 4

Téa ran her hand through her hair and let out a long breath of exhaustion. Addie returned to her homework, silently processing everything that had just happened. She felt terrible for Alexis, knowing better than anyone how hard their mother spanked, and how much it hurt. But on the other hand, she was a little bit happy that Alexis was getting in trouble for what she did…she did deserve to be punished after all. Addie’s thoughts were interrupted as she heard her mother open up the utensil drawer. She looked up to see her taking out a little wooden spoon. Téa turned, and left the room without looking at her oldest daughter, and quickly made her way up the stairs and down the long, spacious hallway to Alexis’s room. She entered the room, and closed the door behind her. Alexis was curled up on her bed hugging her favorite teddy bear.

Téa sat down on the bed and pulled Alexis up into a hug.

“I’m sorry Mommy,” Alexis said, crying.

“I love you so much sweetheart,” Téa said, holding Alexis tightly for a minute, and then letting go, turning slightly to look at her.

“Do you understand why you’re in trouble, Lex?”

“Yeah, I shouldn’t have lied to you, and I should have woken Addie up this morning, but Mom, I’m too old to get a spanking, I’m EIGHT!” Lex exclaimed.

“Ya know, when Addie does something bad, she gets spankings too,” Téa said.

“She DOES?!” Alexis asked, shocked.

“Mmm hmm, she does, so don’t think for a second that eight is too old. Are you ready to have a civil conversation about what happened this morning?”

“Okay,” Alexis said, looking down at the floor.

“I want you to look at me please,” Téa said, gently lifting Alexis’s chin, letting go when Alexis’s gaze met her own. “Thank you. Why did you lie to me this morning?”

“I don’t know. I just wasn’t thinking, that’s all.”

“When you told me that you had talked to Addie, did you think about how you were lying to me, and that you aren’t allowed to lie?” Téa asked.

“Well…I didn’t think about it, it just kind of slipped out, and then I knew I was lying, but then I thought I could get Addie up as soon as I hung up and then it wouldn’t matter, but then my show was starting so I didn’t want to miss any of it.”

Téa thought for a second, and accepted this answer. It was a very “Alexis” thing to do; she was easily sidetracked.

“I understand that it wasn’t intentional, but you did lie, and you have to be punished for that, and now that you’re old enough, that means that you’re getting a spanking. Do you understand me Lex?” she asked gently, not wanting to ignite another fight like the one they just had downstairs.

“I understand that what I did was wrong, but you already spanked me, that’s not fair!” Alexis exclaimed, afraid of another spanking.

“I spanked you downstairs for not doing as you were told and for fighting with me,” Téa explained slowly. “I’m giving you your spanking for lying to me now. If you had listened to me and gone up to your room when I told you to, you never would have gotten the first spanking.”

“But Mommy….it hurts too much! Why do you want to hurt me?!” Alexis asked.

“Sweetheart, I don’t want to hurt you. It breaks my heart to see you crying. But I would be a bad parent if I let you get away with this. You wouldn’t learn anything from it. Think of it like my work. I’m a lawyer, and I’ve explained to you before how people who break the law have to go to prison as punishment? Well, this is kind of the same. I’m your Mom, which means that I make your rules, or laws. You broke one of my rules, so that means that you have to be punished, and here, in my house, that means that you get grounded, or extra chores, or, if you’re really bad and break a really important rule, like lying, you get a spanking. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah…I guess so,” Alexis responded, sadly.

“Alright then, stand up please,” Téa said, helping Alexis to her feet and positioning her right in front of herself.

“No more lying,” Téa said firmly, pointing her index finger at Alexis. Alexis nodded and looked away.

Téa got partway through unbuttoning Alexis’s jeans when she felt Alexis’s hands on her own, trying to stop her.

“Alexis….” Téa warned.

“No…Mommy! You can’t do that!” Alexis whined.

“When I give you a spanking, it will always be on your bare bottom. Now, move your hands please. And if you don’t cooperate with me, you’ll be getting another spanking before bed,” Téa warned. Alexis knew from her slow, deliberate speech that she was serious. She let out a pained sigh and dropped her hands.

Téa tugged Alexis’s jeans down to her knees and lifted her up and over her lap. Alexis was beginning to panic a little bit, realizing that her mother was going through with this after all, and she had no way of escaping. Téa pulled Alexis close and kept one arm circled around Alexis’s waist. She rested the other hand on Alexis’s flower print panties for a second. Without letting herself start thinking about the fact that she was about to make her baby girl cry, she lifted her hand and began spanking Alexis. She noticed right away that it was different from spanking Addie because her bottom was so little, Téa’s hand covers most of it at once. She began to develop a rhythm, concentrating on holding Alexis still, and alternating back and forth, up and down, at a steady, firm pace.

Meanwhile, the sting in Alexis’s bottom was starting to build and she was starting to seriously regret telling that one little lie. As her Mom continued spanking, each slap getting a little harder than the one before it, Alexis began to whimper a little, and kick her feet. She thought that at least 15 minutes had passed and that it must almost be over. In reality, it had only been a couple minutes, and it was far from over.

“Ow! Mommy!! When’s it gonna be over?” Alexis cried, tears finally escaping her closed eyes.

“Not yet” Téa said calmly, focusing now on Alexis’s sit spots, causing Alexis to cry even harder. After a couple of dozen spanks in that area, Téa stopped, noticing the bright pink hue peeking out from the edges of Alexis’s panties.

“Is it over?” Alexis said between sobs.

“No, we’re only halfway finished,” Téa responded, rubbing Alexis’s back for a minute, giving her a chance to catch her breath, although upon hearing this news, she started crying harder.

Téa hooked her fingers in the waistband of Alexis’s panties and pulled them down to rest just above her knees. She picked up the small wooden spoon that had been sitting behind her, and rested it on Alexis’s bottom. Alexis flinched at its cool touch.

“What’s that?” Alexis asked, looking over her shoulder. Once she caught sight of the wooden spoon her eyes widened and she started to claw at her beadspread, trying desperately to get away. Téa, however, was already holding onto her tightly, and was ready for this attempted escape.

“Alexis, stop right now,” Téa warned, slapping her once sharply with the spoon.

“Owwwww” Alexis cried, instantly stopping her struggle. “Please stop Mommy! I’ll never tell a lie again, I promise!”

Now that Téa had Alexis back under control, she re-adjusted her and tightened her grip, bringing the spoon down sharply, spanking one cheek, and then the other, continuing in this perfect rhythm, the spoon leaving small bright red marks each time it made contact with Alexis’s small, pale bottom. Alexis stopped kicking and just cried and screamed, begging her mother to stop. After a dozen slow spanks with the wooden spoon, Téa slowed her pace, and began to lecture.

“I don’t ever want to have to punish you for lying again Alexis. You know how bad and dangerous it is to lie, and if I ever catch you lying again you’ll find yourself right back over my lap, but the spanking you’ll get will be much worse young lady. Do you understand me?” she asked, continuing her slow, rhythmic pace.

“Yes Mommy….please, please stop, I promise!” she pleaded.

“Good, I’m very serious about this,” Téa reminded her, delivering the last of the spanks quickly and sharply, causing Alexis to start crying harder.

Téa put the spoon down and rubbed Alexis’s back soothingly for a few minutes, and stroking the back of her head. Once Alexis calmed down a little, Téa pulled her up and onto her lap, rocking her back and forth. Alexis eventually stopped crying, and Téa wiped the last tears off her daughter’s face, and tucked a few stray hairs behind her ears lovingly.

“You okay?” she asked. Alexis nodded.

“It just really, really hurts,” she said, still sniffling, a few more tears running down her face.

“I know, and it’ll probably hurt for a couple days. It’ll remind you not to tell lies, and that if you do, you’re in big trouble with me,” she explained. Alexis nodded again, and leaned into her mother for comfort. Téa wrapped her arms around Alexis, and kissed the top of her head.

Addie and Alexis- Part 3

As the bright morning sun beamed through the window of fourteen year old Addie’s bedroom, she yawned, rolled over, and opened her eyes to see the clock, which read 8:30. She rolled back over, and closed her eyes for a split second before snapping them open, and jumping out of bed.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no…” she mumbled to herself as she made her way out of her room and ran down the hallway to wake her eight year old sister Alexis up. She burst through Alexis’s bedroom door to find the room empty. She ran down the stairs and into the living room, where she stopped dead in her tracks to see Alexis dressed and ready for school, and their mother’s best friend Rachel just coming through the front door.

“Alexis! Why didn’t you wake me up?” Addie exclaimed. Alexis shrugged.

“Morning girls!” Rachel called, making her way into the living room. Seeing Addie still in her pj’s, obviously not ready for school at all, she too stopped dead in her tracks. “Um…what’s going on?”

“She didn’t wake me up!” Addie exclaimed. “We have to go, I have a test that starts in 15 minutes!!”

“Okay, hurry, go get dressed,” Rachel said, ushering Alexis to the door to help her with her coat and boots, while Addie ran back upstairs. “Why didn’t you wake Addie up, Lex?” Rachel asked.

“I forgot,” Alexis said, and smiled her most adorable smile. Rachel smiled back, and took out her cell phone, selecting Téa’s name from her list of contacts.

“Hello,” Téa answered, as she walked quickly down the hallway of the large law firm she works for, waving to several people as she passes them.

“Hey it’s Rachel.”

“Rachel, is something wrong?” Téa asked, knowing that Rachel would only call if their usual morning routine hadn’t gone as planned.

“I just got here and Addie just got up. Apparently Lex didn’t wake her. She says she has a test, and just ran upstairs to get ready. She’s pretty upset.”

“What? I called at 7 this morning and spoke with Lex, she said that Addie was already up, that she had even been talking to her.”

“Well, when I asked her why she didn’t wake Addie up, she said she forgot.”

“Ahhh I see. Well, you can tell little Alexis that she and I will be having a chat about lying when I get home tonight,” Téa said, instantly angry that Alexis had blatantly lied to her earlier that morning.

“Will do,” Rachel said. “Here comes Addie, I gotta go,” she said, and snapped her phone shut.

That afternoon Téa waited outside of Alexis’s third grade classroom with a couple other parents who had also arrived slightly early to pick up their children. As she stood there she thought about what she was going to do about Lex’s lying earlier that morning. She would, of course, give Alexis a chance to explain what happened, although it was clear at this point that Alexis was fully to blame. She thought about taking her favorite toy away, or maybe banning her from dance class that week. Neither seemed quite serious enough. Addie wasn’t allowed to write her test because she was a full 15 minutes late, Rachel was late for work as a result of dealing with that, and Téa was late for court because she was on the phone with Addie’s teacher trying to straighten the whole situation out. Alexis’s single lie had turned all of their days upside down, and Téa began to think that as a result, it was time for her youngest daughter, her baby, to experience her very first real spanking.

The bell rang, and kids began to trickle out of the classroom. Téa nonchalantly poked her head into the room a few minutes later to see Alexis and her best friend Kristin talking and giggling quietly on the other side of the room. She quietly made her way across the room, and, putting her arms around both girls from behind, taking them off guard, squeezed them both tightly.

“Hey girls” she said.

“Hi Téa!” Kristin said, leaning into the much-welcomed hug from her best friend’s mother.

“Hi Mom” Alexis said, pulling away and zipping up her coat. “Why are you so dressed up?” she asked, observing her mother’s killer knee-high leather boots, black pencil skirt, creamy white blouse and black trench coat.

Téa narrowed her eyes. “I haven’t had time to go home yet.”

“Why not?” Alexis asked, oblivious of her impending punishment.

“Because, young lady, I had to stop at Addie’s school and talk to her teacher about her being LATE this morning” she answered sternly.

“Geesh, someone’s in a bad mood” Alexis joked, and Kristin laughed.

“Alexis, get your bag, let’s go” Téa said, growing tired of her daughter’s attitude already.

“Fine” Alexis sassed, and went to retrieve her school bag from a hook.

“Bye sweetie” Téa said to Kristin, smoothing her hair. Alexis returned with her bag, and followed her mother out of the classroom.

“Can we watch Sister Act tonight?” Alexis asked, flashing her most winning smile. Téa glanced back at her daughter. She was trotting along behind her, smiling, chestnut brown shoulder-length hair hanging perfectly underneath a grey wool hat. Why did she have to be so cute? This wasn’t going to be easy.

Téa merely shook her head at Alexis and continued walking.

“What?” Alexis asked, innocently, now climbing into the car and slamming the door behind her. Téa got in as well, and started the car.

“We’ll see. We’re going to have to talk about what happened this morning first Lex”

“What happened this morning?” Alexis asked. She was much smarter than most eight year olds, which sometimes got her into trouble. She knew exactly what her mother was talking about, but thought she could fake her way out of trouble. Téa knew this as well.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about young lady” she said, glaring at her daughter in the rear-view mirror. “We’ll discuss it when we get home” she said, turning onto their street. Alexis sighed, crossed her arms, and leaned back against the seat.

Téa gently massaged the side of her head as they came through the front door, feeling the beginning of a headache coming on. Alexis dropped her bag and coat on the floor in the front hallway, angrily kicked her boots off, and stomped toward the living room.

“Alexis!” Téa snapped. “Get back here right now and pick this stuff up!” Alexis rolled her eyes and stomped back towards her mother. “You know better than to drop your stuff on the floor,” Téa lectured. “Go put it in your room where it belongs, and meet me in the kitchen.”

Alexis did as she was told, deciding not to anger her mom any more than she already had. Téa went into the kitchen, where Addie was sitting on an island stool working on homework.

“Hi honey” Téa said, flipping the coffee pot on, and walking over to Addie and leaning against the counter.

“Hey” Addie responded.

“So…rough day”

“Yeah”
“Alexis is on her way down, and we’re going to sort this out. I’m so sorry you missed your test, I know you studied really hard for it sweetie”

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault,” Addie said, smiling.

“So how was your day…other than that?” Téa asked.

“It was good. I…” Before Addie could finish her sentence, Alexis came skipping into the room and stopped right in front of Téa.

“Mom! Can I have a cupcake?” she demanded.

“Not right now, I want to talk to you,” she answered, pulling out a kitchen chair. “Sit please,” she said, leading Alexis to the chair. Addie put her pen down and turned on her stool to face Alexis and Téa.

Téa took a deep breath and looked down at Alexis, wearing a cute little pair of dark jeans, a white tshirt and a black and white plaid button-down blouse over top, left undone. She couldn’t have looked more precious if she tried. This was going to be difficult. Alexis was only eight and it was going to break Téa’s heart to make her cry. But she had been getting a little mouthy lately, and hadn’t been doing what she was told. Something had to be done.

“What?!” Alexis demanded after a couple minutes of silence. “I’m hungry and I wanna watch my show!”

“When I called this morning you told me that Addie was already up and getting ready for school,” Téa said. “But Rachel told me you didn’t wake Addie up, and that you said you forgot.” She spoke softly but deliberately, making sure Alexis understood.

“I did forget!” Alexis whined, acting as though she was highly offended to even be questioned about this.

“But when I talked to you, you told me that you had already seen Addie, and that she was up and getting ready for school,” Téa repeated.

“Well….I was just…I thought she was up, and I was going to get her up as soon as I hung up,”

“I’m confused. You told me you had seen Addie awake, but really hadn’t?” Téa asked carefully.

“Yeah but I was GOING to wake her up!” Alexis exclaimed.

“So what happened then? You hung up the phone, and then did what?”

“I went downstairs and watched TV. I just forgot,” Alexis said quietly.

“Alexis, you had to walk right past Addie’s bedroom to get from your room downstairs,” Téa pointed out.

Alexis crossed her arms and looked down, pouting slightly, and swinging one foot, continuously kicking the leg of the chair. Téa was silent for a couple minutes, giving Alexis a chance to talk, but she also remained silent.

“I don’t like it when you lie to me, young lady,” Téa said, approaching Alexis and kneeling down to her level, putting her hands on Alexis’s knees to stop them from kicking the chair.

“I didn’t!” Alexis said defensively.

“Yes you did,” Téa said slowly. “And because you did, Addie missed a very important test, Rachel was late for work, and I was late for court,” she explained. Alexis looked up at Addie who was still watching from her stool, and then at her mother.

“I’m sorry Mommy,” she said. Téa didn’t respond, and, thinking the matter was dropped, Alexis tried to stand up and proceed with her day.

“Not so fast,” Téa said, gently guiding Alexis back into her seat. “We’ve talked about lying before, haven’t we?” Alexis nodded her head yes. “And why is lying bad?”

“Because someone could get hurt or lost, and because if I lie, then you might not believe me when I’m telling the truth,” Alexis answered.

“Yes, that’s right. And because you know you’re not allowed to lie, and did anyways, you have to be punished.”

Alexis looked up at her mother, considering the situation. She could cry, and make everyone feel sorry for her. Or she could just agree, and probably have to miss her show as punishment. But she wasn’t getting what she wanted, and, although this rarely happened, she decided to let her frustration get the best of her.

“Addie’s test wasn’t that big of a deal, she told me so herself!” Alexis sassed. “So obviously I shouldn’t be in trouble.”

Téa and Addie both looked at Alexis, surprised by her snippy attitude.

“You lied to me Alexis, regardless of what was or wasn’t important, I will not tolerate lying in this house, and I want you to lose the attitude right now young lady. Do you understand me?” Téa said, raising her voice a little.

“No,” Alexis answered, with a careless tone.

“Here’s the bottom line Alexis. You’re being punished for lying to me. You know better, and I think it’s clear that you’re in serious need of an attitude adjustment. Go to your room and wait for me, you’re getting a spanking.” Téa said, trying to suppress her own anger.

Alexis stared at her with a look of disbelief on her face. She stood up and walked toward the door, but stopped and turned around.

“Yeah, RIGHT,” she said pointedly, and skipped into the living room and turned on the tv.

As soon as Téa’s brain registered what had just happened, her temper started to flare, just a little. She generally stayed very calm and in control, but Alexis was pushing her just a little too far. She got up and walked as quickly as she could into the living room, stopping short of Alexis, sitting on the floor, watching her show.

“I’m giving you one more chance. Go to your room, NOW,” she stressed. Alexis turned to look at her.

“No,” she said simply.

Within seconds Téa grasped Alexis’s arm, pulled her to her feet, and dragged her along with her to the couch, with Alexis screaming the entire time, intent on fighting her mother fiercely. It hadn’t been this difficult with Addie, Téa thought to herself, sitting down, and holding Alexis firmly in front of her.

“Stop!” Téa demanded, raising her voice over Alexis’s over-dramatic shrill screaming.

“No! Let go of me!!” Alexis yelled, trying to pull out of her mother’s grasp.

Téa, tired of fighting with her daughter, easily pulled her up and over her lap, and held her firmly in place admidst her struggling. She raised her hand, and brought it down sharply, quickly spanking Alexis’s right cheek, and then left. Alexis immediately stopped screaming and sucked in her breath, surprised by the sting. Téa continued spanking, delivering an even dozen before Alexis broke her silence.

“Oww! Stop, please Mommy, stop!” she cried.

“Are you finished fighting with me?” Téa asked. Alexis nodded her head yes. “Good,” she said, delivering another dozen spanks, more slowly than the first time, giving Alexis a chance to process what was happening. By the time Téa stopped, Alexis was wiping tears off her face and sniffling. She helped Alexis stand up, and held onto her hands so that she couldn’t rub, and was forced to look at her mother.

“I want you to listen to me very carefully. Go apologize to your sister for not waking her up, and then go upstairs to your bedroom. I’ll be up in a minute. Okay?”

“Okay,” Alexis whispered.

“Good girl,” she said softly, relieved that the fight was over. She let go of Alexis’s hands, and watched as Alexis turned, and started rubbing her bottom vigorously, trying to alleviate some of the pain. After a few seconds, Alexis stopped, wiped her eyes again, and went into the kitchen.

“I’m sorry I didn’t wake you up this morning Addie,” Alexis said sincerely. Téa breathed a sigh of relief at Alexis’s obedience, and leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed.

“It’s okay,” Addie replied.

“Are you mad at me?” Alexis asked, afraid that her sister/best friend/idol would hate her forever.

“No, I’m not mad at you, it’s okay,” Addie responded, and squeezed Alexis tightly. She let her go, and Alexis turned and looked at her mother, who nodded in approval, and Alexis ran upstairs to her room.

...to be continued

Addie and Alexis- Part 2

“And then, next week, we get to dress up like our favorite character from a book. Who do you think I should be? I was thinking about Anne, from Anne of Green Gables. I already have the right kind of hat. Remember my Cordelia hat from the summer?” Alexis rambled as she and her mother Téa made their way through the front door and into the warmth of their large home.

“Really? That’s a great idea honey,” Téa said, taking Alexis’s coat from her and hanging it up in the hall closet. “I bet we can find a dress to go with it. It’s too bad that pretty hair of yours isn’t longer, Anne always wears hers in long braids” Téa said, gently gathering all of Alexis’s shoulder-length brown hair into her hands, pulling her back towards her and kissing the top of her head.

“Yeah, too bad it isn’t longer,” Alexis echoed. “Maybe Addie can French braid it for me. Where is she anyways? I want to show her the bracelet I made at school today.”
Alexis said, speaking quickly and excitedly. The seven, almost eight, going on twenty year old girl got along very well with her older sister. She adored and idolized her, and Addie was great about it. She always let Alexis be a part of whatever she was doing and never spoke harshly to her. They didn’t have many fights typical of most sisters. And for this, Téa was tremendously grateful.

“Addie’s in a little bit of trouble right now Lex, so you’ll have to show her later. Maybe you can get started on your homework,” Téa said, leading Alexis and her school bag into the living room and getting her settled on the floor, turning the television on for her.

“Why is Addie in trouble? Did she do something bad?” Alexis asked. To her, trouble meant having Hannah Montana taken away for a day, or being sent to bed early. The only spanking she had ever gotten came in the form of one single sharp spank to her bottom one day when she had a tantrum about wearing her winter coat. And that one single spank elicited a loud squeal, followed by a great deal of crying, and a very apologetic little girl who was more than willing to put her coat on and go off to school without further argument.

“It’s okay sweetheart. Addie told Mommy a lie, and we’re going to talk about it now. She’ll be down in a little while and you can show her your bracelet then,” Téa said, turning the TV up a little louder, and leaving Alexis happily working on her math sheet. Thankfully, between the large size of their home, the surprisingly soundproof walls, and Alexis’s television show that would be coming on in a couple minutes, she wouldn’t be able to hear what was going on upstairs between her and Addie.

Téa made her way upstairs, and opened Addie’s bedroom door to find her still standing, facing the far corner, as she was told to do. Téa closed the door softly behind her, put on her “strict parent” face, and crossed her arms.

“Addie, do you know how big of a deal it was for me to leave you alone here that weekend? Do you know how happy I was that I thought I could trust you enough to be alone for two entire days?” Téa began. Addie didn’t answer or turn around. “Turn around and look at me please,” she said, and Addie turned around, keeping her arms behind her, leaning into the corner. She kept her eyes downcast, and had the beginnings of tears building in them. “I said look at me please,” Téa said softly, and as Addie raised her eyes to meet her mother’s a few tears escaped and ran down her face. She quickly wiped them away.

“You are an incredibly mature and amazing young woman Addie. That little girl downstairs absolutely adores you, and you are so kind to her. I love that about you. I love that I don’t even have to ask you to get up and put Lex on the bus in the mornings even though you don’t have to be up for school for another hour. And I love that you come with me to pick her up in the afternoons just because you know how happy it makes her. But Addie, what you did with my car, driving it, and lying about it….those are the kind of things that make me incredibly disappointed in you,” she said. Addie flinched slightly; her mother’s words stung. “I really, really thought you were smarter than that Addie. If you made such a poor decision about driving my car and lying to me about it, then how do I know you won’t do something like that again, and especially something like that again when Alexis is with you? Hmmm?” she asked, never once breaking eye contact with her daughter.

“Mom…it was stupid, and I shouldn’t have done it. But you have to know that I would never, EVER do something like that with Lex! I would never do anything that might hurt her, you know that!” Addie said, wiping more escaped tears away.

“No sweetie, I don’t know that. I didn’t think you would be so stupid as to do something to endanger yourself so seriously, so I really don’t know what you would do!” Téa exclaimed, knowing full well that Addie would never endanger Alexis, but striving to make a point.

“I’m so sorry Mom,” Addie said, breaking down in tears and allowing herself to be pulled into a hug by her mother. Téa held her, stroking her back, and telling her that she loved her.

“Okay?” Téa asked as Addie’s crying slowed to a few sniffles. Addie nodded and wiped her eyes, taking a deep breath of composure. “Good. Let’s go finish this discussion up in my bedroom,” Téa said, leading Addie towards the door, with her hand on her upper back. They crossed the hallway and entered Téa’s large, open bedroom. It was decorated much like the rest of the house: contemporary, lots of soft, calming neutrals.

As Addie felt the door close behind her, her feelings of guilt and foolishness quickly turned into fear and dread. She knew she was getting a spanking, and since this is by far the worst thing she has ever done in her life, she logically assumed that it would be the worst spanking too. She stood awkwardly, her arms crossed, hugging herself, as she watched her mother cross the room to her large oak dresser, open a drawer, and take out a large, wooden hairbrush that Addie had never seen before.

While most of Addie’s friends were embarrassed by their parents, Addie admired Téa, much the same way Alexis admired Addie. She was often taken aback by her mother’s beauty, her impeccable sense of fashion, and her intelligence. Not many people could say that their mom had cool clothes AND is a high-profile lawyer! And seeing her holding a hairbrush that she was about to use to spank Addie’s bare bottom until it was deep purple and starting to bruise made Addie suddenly very self-conscious and very wishful that she could turn time back about a month and not do what she did.

“Mommy…please, please don’t use that…” Addie began, begging her mother to spare her.

“Come over here Addison,” Téa ordered. Addie shuttered at the use of her full first name, knowing now that she was in very deep trouble. She approached her mother, who took hold of her arm and lead her to her large bed. She set the brush down, and keeping a firm grasp on Addie with one hand, and pointing her finger with the other, began to lecture her daughter.

“You know that doing anything illegal is strictly forbidden in this house. And you also know that lying will not be tolerated, under any circumstances. So, I would like you to tell me, Addie, why is that you’re getting a spanking?”

“I….um..I let Bailey drive your car even though you told me not to…and then I drove it even though I don’t have a license..” Addie began. While she was speaking, her mother sat down on the bed and began to hook her fingers in the waist of Addie’s yoga pants. At this action, Addie stopped speaking.

“Mmm hmm…?” Téa agreed, prompting more of an answer, while sliding the pants down to rest at Addie’s knees.

“Um…and then I lied to the police officer that pulled me over, and I lied to you about the ticket, and I didn’t pay it either” Addie said, now thoroughly embarrassed that she was standing in front of her mother like a little girl, in her panties, with her pants down around her knees.

Téa put her hands on her knees, and looked up into Addie’s eyes. “That’s right. And what’s my rule about lying?”

“I’m not allowed to, no matter what,” Addie answered, sniffling back more tears.

“That’s right. And what is always going to be the punishment for lying in this house?”

“A….a spanking,” Addie said, staring at the floor.

“Yes, that’s right. And since this is a particularly serious lie, I don’t think my hand or the wooden spoon will suffice,” she said, now guiding Addie over her lap. Once in position, she secured her, wrapping her arm firmly around Addie’s waist and pushing down. “And,” she said, delivering two firm hand-spanks to each cheek, “if I ever catch you lying to me again young lady, I’ll be taking my belt off and using it instead,” she threatened, delivering another two hand-spanks to each cheek. It only then occurred to her that she wasn’t even wearing a belt on that particular day. She almost laughed at her mistake, but didn’t.

Addie, meanwhile, was trying to stay somewhat calm, knowing that these hand-spanks were the least of her problems, and the first ever threat of being spanked with a belt finally prompted her to start crying.

“Do you understand me?” she asked, spanking Addie’s bottom even harder with her palm, the sting beginning to build.

“Ow! I do Mom, I’m sorrryyyyyy!” she cried, as Téa continued spanking in a rhythmic fashion, sharply and quickly, which continued for several minutes, until Addie was squirming a little and begging to be let free.

Her bottom was beginning to show a very bright pink coloring, and her sobs made it clear to Téa that she should switch over to the hairbrush. She stopped spanking and for a minute, let Addie cry. Then she hooked her fingers in the waistband of Addie’s panties and slipped them down to her knees. This elicited a “nooo” from Addie, as well as heightened crying. Téa picked up the hairbrush. She tightened her grip on her daughter, and rested the hairbrush on her bottom.

“Addie, I want you to think about how immature and irresponsible you acted. I want to be able to trust you. I don’t want to have to worry about whether or not you’re out doing things that are going to get you killed!! I’m so upset with you Addie, and I sincerely hope you learn a lesson from this. I hate having to spank you…I hate seeing you in so much pain but sweetheart, I would so much rather punish you for this than have to go to your funeral” she said.

“I’m so sorry, you CAN trust me, I promise, I won’t do anything like that ever again Mom…please, please stop, I promise!” Addie cried.

“No, I’m afraid this is one lesson you’ll have to learn the hard way” Téa said, lifting the hairbrush up, and snapping it back down forcefully on one cheek, and then the next.

The initial sting and following burn took Addie off-guard. She cried out, and immediately reached her hand back to cover her bottom.

“It hurts too much Mom, please, please stop! I swear, I’ll never do anything bad again!” she begged.

“Addie,” she started calmly, “you know that you are not allowed to reach your hand back. Please move it.”

“No” Addie whispered, unable to do as she was told.

“That’s fine,” Téa said, and quickly caught Addie’s hand and held it at the small of her back. She continued spanking Addie’s now-glowing bottom with the large wooden hairbrush. With each spank Addie’s cries grew more exhausted and pained, and she eventually stopped struggling. And shortly after that, the spanking stopped. Addie’s bottom was an angry purple color and a little bit indented by the hairbrush. This was an important lesson that Addie wouldn’t soon forget.

“Okay sweetheart, it’s all over,” Téa soothed, reaching down to tuck Addie’s fallen hair behind her ear, and rubbing her back. “Shhhhh…it’s okay” she whispered. After a minute or so she helped Addie up, and pulled her into a hug. “I love you so so much sweetheart, I don’t want anything to happen to you” she said.

“I love you too Mom” Addie said, still crying. “I’m so sorry”

“I know baby” she said, standing up, and helping Addie up with her. Addie stepped out of her pants and panties and allowed herself to be lead to the corner, wishing with all of her might that she could rub her bottom.

“I want you to stay here in the corner until you calm down. I’m going to start dinner, and when you’re ready, come down to eat, okay?” Téa asked. Addie nodded. Téa kissed the top of Addie’s head, and quietly left the room, closing the door softly behind her.

It took Addie a good fifteen minutes to stop crying completely, all the while half-rubbing her bottom, half shifting from one foot to another trying to alleviate some of the pain. Once she had stopped crying completely, she turned around and went to the large oval mirror on the wall to inspect her bottom. It looked horrible! She sucked her breath in and ran her hands over it once more, wincing at the pain. She picked up her panties and pants and gingerly put them back on, cringing at the pain caused by this. She wanted nothing more than to go to her room take her pants off and lay in bed on her stomach. But she knew this wasn’t an option. She went into the bathroom, washed her face, brushed her hair, and looked, to an outsider, like nothing had happened.

Alexis bounded off her chair at the kitchen table when Addie entered the room, moving quite stiffly.

“Addie!” Addie forced herself to put a huge smile on her face.

“Hi Lex! How was school today?” she asked, trying to match her sister’s excitement.

“Good. Guess what!”

“What?”

“Next week, I get to dress up like my favorite character from a book. Who should I be?”

“I don’t know, who do YOU think you should be?”

“Well,” Alexis said shyly, “I kind of want to be Anne of Green Gables.”

“I think that’s a great idea! You could wear your Cordelia hat from the summer!” Addie exclaimed.

As Alexis started to fire ideas at Addie, Téa watched as her oldest daughter winced in pain as she bent down to braid Alexis’s hair, and smiled, loving her two daughters more at that moment than she thought she ever had before.

Addie and Alexis- Part 1

Addison Matthews was sprawled out on the large black leather couch in the large cozy den in the home she shared with her mother, Téa. She had a binder open on the coffee table in front of the couch, was holding a novel in one hand, and a pen in the other. Her golden blond hair was pulled up into a messy pony tail and she was wearing a pair of square, thin black rimmed glasses, complimenting her fair skin.

She was so deeply focused on the essay she was working on that she didn’t hear the clicking of her mother’s stylish leather high-heeled boots on the hardwood floor as she made her way down in the door and down the hall toward the den, where she noticed the light on. She entered the room, and only then did Addison look up.

“Hi Mom,” Addison said nonchalantly, as her mother walked further into the room, and approached her, sitting down on the couch next to her.

“Something came in the mail today, I was wondering if you would know anything about it” Téa said as she pulled her briefcase up to rest on her knees. She opened it, and started digging around until she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a piece of paper, folded, with a “City of Kawartha Lakes” stamp on it.

“What is it?” Addison asked and she gently took the paper from Téa’s hand.

“Well, it appears to be a complaint for an unpaid speeding ticket. Now, I know I didn’t get this ticket. And since you don’t have a license, I assume it wasn’t you. So that leaves me with a dilemma. Who could have been driving my car?” Téa said evenly, brushing a misplaced piece of her chestnut brown side-swept bangs out her eyes, and tucking strands of her shoulder-length hair behind her ear, while waiting for her silent daughter to respond.

“Addie, did you let someone else drive my car? Possibly a certain best friend who just got her license?” she asked, tapping her daughter on the knee.

“Um….well…no.” Addie answered.

“Um well no? Don’t you dare lie to me Addison Matthews,” Téa warned sternly.

“Okay okay, fine. It was my fault. When you were away last month and Bailey stayed here with me we wanted to go out and have pizza so we used your car.” Bailey is Addie’s best friend, nearly two years older, and had recently acquired a driver’s license.

“But the ticket is under your name,” Téa observed.

“Well…that’s the thing,” Addie started, unable to finish. Her mother would be furious if she knew the truth. She might even be mad enough to…

“What’s the thing?!” Téa demanded, feeling a flash of anger come over her. She took a deep breath as she waited for her answer.

“I was driving,” Addie said quickly and quietly, hoping against some miraculous odds that Téa wouldn’t hear her and let it go.

“You were driving? My fourteen year old daughter was DRIVING?”

“I know, I know I shouldn’t have been, but Bailey’s Dad let her drive before she got her license! It’s how she learned. And we didn’t drive in town or anything, we went out to a back road!” Addie explained, hoping that it might make sense.

“Oh, you went out to a back road. Well that makes everything better.” Téa said sarcastically. “Addie, you don’t have a license! It’s illegal! How did you not get a ticket for that?”

“I don’t know” Addie said, looking at the ground and beginning to squirm a little.

“If you make me pry every single answer out of you, so help me…” Téa warned.

“Fine, fine! I lied and told the cop that I just forgot my license at home. He asked me a bunch of questions about stuff, I answered him, and he just let it go and gave me a speeding ticket.”

“And you didn’t think it would be a good idea to tell me about it? Or at the very least, to pay it?” Téa asked pointedly.

“I didn’t want you to get mad” Addie said, looking away.

“You mean you broke one of the very few rules I have about breaking the law, and then you lied so that you wouldn’t have to deal with the consequences. Am I right young lady?” she asked, placing her hand on Addie’s arm. Addie moved away from Téa’s touch and crossed her arms.

“No, I just forgot about it!” Addie stressed.

“Okay, why don’t you go get it then?” Téa asked, suspecting another lie.

“What?”

“Go get it please, I’d like to see it.”

“Uh….okay” Addie said, slowly getting up and leaving the den. She made her way down the hall and into the kitchen where she had left her bag. Not that it mattered. She tore the ticket up nearly a month ago when she got the ticket to make sure her mother didn’t find out. She leaned up against the kitchen counter and put her head in her hands trying to come up with some sort of explanation. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the clicking of her mother’s boots on the floor once again as she made her way to the kitchen.

“Addie? Did you find it?” Téa asked, entering the kitchen.

“I…I can’t find it.” Addie said.

“Please don’t lie to me. I want to know exactly what happened to it, and I want to know right now” Téa demanded in her best district attorney tone, which she practiced daily at work, and quite often at home as well, much to the dismay of her daughter. She pulled off her long black trench coat and hung it on the back of a kitchen chair as she waited for an answer. She crossed her arms and stared at her daughter who was visibly panicking inside, trying to come up with a lie, and one that her mother might actually believe.

“Addie?”

It was no use, her mother would know she was lying anyways.

“I threw it out, I didn’t want you to know about it,” she admitted.

“So you drove, illegally. You were speeding, and got a ticket. You lied. Then you didn’t think it was necessary to actually pay the ticket. Am I getting all this right?”

“It’s not that big of a deal Mom! It’s not like anyone got hurt!”

“Don’t take that tone with me young lady. Yes it is a big deal, it’s a huge deal! And thank goodness nobody got hurt. You could have killed yourself!”

“Mom, I said I was sorry! I’ll pay the ticket!” Addie said, starting to seriously worry about what was going to happen to her. Her mother hadn’t mentioned being grounded, or making her spend the weekend at the office helping her file, or cleaning the bathroom. That only meant one thing: a spanking.

“Oh yes you will be paying for the ticket” Téa said, laughing a little, amused that Addie even considered that she wouldn’t be paying for it. “You are grounded for the rest of the week, you will be spending your weekend filing, and you can march yourself straight upstairs and into your bedroom. I want you in the corner. I’ll be up to talk to you shortly,” she said calmly. It was clear that she was angry and that there was no other option but to obey.

“But Mom…” Addie pleaded, her eyes welling up with tears, terrified of the absolute worst punishment imaginable.

“Upstairs. Now,” Téa stressed, pointing toward the stairs.

“I should have stayed at boarding school,” Addie muttered under her breath as she turned and walked toward the stairs.

“Excuse me?” Téa demanded. Addie didn’t respond, and made her way upstairs. Téa let out a deep, strained breath, and plugged the kettle in to make a cup of tea.

Addie did as she was told. She dreaded spankings, and certainly didn’t enjoy the process leading up to one, but she respected her mother, and immediately regretted saying that she would have rather stayed at boarding school. Addie had lived, for 10 months of every year, for the whole of her life, at Lakeside Academy. She loved it there. She had amazing friends and teachers and was enrolled in one of the more prestigious programs being offered. But she missed her mother, and as great as school was, the 2 months she got to spend at home were even better. So she begged to be able to live at home and go to a different school, and after much discussion, Téa agreed, and was thrilled to have her little girl back, all to herself. Addie had just turned thirteen when she moved home, and thought at the time it would be great. And for the most part, it was. The adjustment was hard on both of them. Téa wasn’t used to being much of a disciplinarian, and Addie was used to the discipline of her teachers and advisors, rather than her mom.

Téa, sitting at the kitchen table with her cup of tea, snapped open her briefcase and took out her checkbook. She wrote a check to pay for the ticket, stuffed it in an envelope and addressed it, setting it aside to mail later that evening. She closed her eyes, and the words “I should have stayed at boarding school” echoed over and over in her mind. She knew Addie didn’t mean it, but it stung nonetheless. Téa thought back a year to the first time in Addie’s life that was punished seriously by her mother…

***

It was a blustery winter day and Addie came home from school in a markedly bad mood. She took her coat off, threw it carelessly on the back of a chair sitting near the entry-way, and proceeded into the kitchen to find a snack.

“Hey sweetie, how was your day?” Téa asked, in the midst of getting an early dinner ready before they were due at Addie’s ballet lesson.

Addie didn’t respond. Rather, she glared at her mother, and left the kitchen. Téa took a deep breath, annoyed by her daughter’s mood, and followed her out into the hallway.

“Addie, I’ve asked you several times to hang your jacket up in the closet. Please put it away.” Téa requested, irritated that she had asked Addie to do the same thing every day, and she never did.

Again, she was ignored. Addie went into the living room, sat down on the couch, and turned the TV on.

“Addie! I asked you to do something. Please do it now” Téa asked again, in a firmer tone.

“I’ll do it later” Addie said. “Besides, I’m going back out in like an hour anyways, there’s no point in putting it away just to take it back out again!”

“Why are you in such a bad mood? Is everything okay?”

“I’m NOT in a bad mood, I’m FINE!” Addie snapped, flipping through channels.

“Well, you don’t seem to be fine. Did something happen at school?” Téa pushed.

“No! And even if it did, it’s none of your business anyways!”

“Don’t take that tone with me Addie, now pick up your coat and put it in the closet, please” she said, trying her very best to remain calm. She and Addie had been having fights like this every day for the past several weeks, and Addie had been warned for several days in a row that if her attitude continued, there would be consequences. The problem was that Téa wasn’t sure what those consequences would be. She grounded Addie, but Addie didn’t care. She wasn’t sure what to do next, and Addie knew that, and proceeded to push boundaries as far as she wanted.

“God, why do you have to be such a bitch all the time!?” Addie exclaimed, getting up with the plan to storm out of the room. Téa caught her arm, stopping her from exiting the room.

“What did you just say to me?” Téa demanded, still holding onto her daughter’s arm.

“I said that you’re being a bitch” Addie said, still unwavering in her tone.

“I don’t care what your problem is Addie, you will not EVER speak to me that way again. Do you understand me?” Téa demanded firmly and angrily, pointing a long, perfectly manicured finger at her daughter. Addie was only slightly taken aback by her mother’s anger.

“Whatever,” Addie responded.

“No, not whatever! It’s I’m sorry mom, I won’t do it again mom. NOT whatever!” Téa lectured in her best lawyer’s voice. “I’ve been dealing with this attitude of yours for weeks and it stops right now. I want you upstairs, in your room, standing in the corner. You’re getting a spanking.” She said.

Addie started laughing. “A spanking? Yeah right!”

Téa had had enough. Before Addie knew what was happening, her mother had pulled her along to the couch, sat down, and had her small daughter over her lap.

“No! Mom! What are you doing?” Addie cried, absolutely shocked that her mother was serious.

“You think I’m joking around? I’m not, I’m serious! You have been rude, you have been snarky, and I have asked you day after day to please stop. I’m done, I’ve had enough.” Téa said, bringing her palm down firmly, slapping Addie’s right cheek.

“Noo!” Addie cried, trying to push herself up and off her mother’s lap.

Téa spanked Addie’s left cheek, then right again, sharply, feeling a slight tingle in her palm.

“Ow! Mom! I’m sorry! I’ll stop, just don’t!” Addie begged.

Téa held Addie tighter, stopping her from moving around too much, and began spanking Addie’s bottom in an even rhythm, alternating from left cheek to right, as Addie yelped and cried, unable to believe what was happening. Téa gave her daughter a dozen or so spanks on each cheek, then stopped.

“Now,” she said calmly, “let’s try this again. I would like you to put your jacket in the closet, then go up to your room and stand in the corner until I come to talk to you. Do you understand me young lady?”

Addie nodded, and mumbled a muffled “yes,” and wiped her eyes.

“Good,” Téa said, letting go of Addie and gently helping her to stand up. Once on her feet Addie rubbed the slight sting in her bottom, and, with eyes filled with tears, went silently into the hallway, picked her coat up, hung it up in the closet, and ran upstairs to her bedroom.

Téa remained on the couch, slightly shocked herself at what she had just done. And it worked. She had never been spanked as a child, but she had friends that were. She wasn’t necessarily opposed to it, she just always assumed that it would be her last resort. And it was. She got up and went into the kitchen, opened the utensil drawer, and took out a large, sturdy wooden spoon. She stood for a minute, contemplating whether or not this was a good idea, and ultimately decided that she had no other choice. With the spoon in hand, she made her way upstairs.

Addie stood in an empty corner, waiting. She assumed that that had been her spanking, so she was more or less just expecting a lecture.

“Addie?” Téa said, entering her room. Addie turned around to see her mother coming into her room, holding a wooden spoon. She knew from the stories of her friends that wooden spoons were popular spanking tools, and immediately realized what was happening.

“Mom….” Addie started, walking towards her mother.

Téa walked toward her, putting her finger to Addie’s lips. “Shhh. Just listen,” she said softly. “Sweetheart, I know that this is a new and different situation for both of us. You’ve never lived with me before, and I’ve never really had to discipline you. But when you decided to move home, we talked about this. And I’ve been very patient with you, and I’ve let you get away with a lot. It’s been an adjustment for you and I both. But your behavior has been unacceptable, and although I’ve given you many opportunities to talk about things, you’ve decided to be rude to me. The way you just spoke to me was totally out of line, and I won’t tolerate it. Your actions are always going to have consequences, and in this house, from now on, that consequence is going to be spanking. Do you understand?” Téa asked gently.

To her surprise, Addie nodded, with tears falling down her face.

“I’m sorry I was so mean to you Mom” she said sweetly, and sincerely. “I shouldn’t have called you what I did, and I didn’t mean it.”

“I appreciate the apology honey,” Téa said, hugging Addie, and holding her close, stroking her hair. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too Mom.”

Téa let go of Addie, and sat down on the bed, drawing her close. “You’re getting a spanking for not listening to me, being rude, and swearing at me. Do you understand?” she verified. Addie nodded her head yes. Téa pulled her close, undid the button on her jeans, and pulled them down, exposing a pair of pretty green bikini cut panties. She pulled Addie over her lap, jeans tangled around her knees. She pulled her close and held her tightly, and began spanking Addie’s pantied bottom with her hand. She sharply spanked left cheek, and then right, over and over again, as she watched Addie’s bottom begin to blush a bright pink. Addie stayed quiet for the most part, letting out the odd yelp and sniffle. When Addie’s bottom was tending to a darker pink, Téa stopped. She rubbed Addie’s back for a minute, letting the sting settle. Addie, thinking that her punishment was over, tried to stand up.

“No no no, not yet Addie” Téa said, gently pushing Addie back down.

“What? No, Mom, it hurts too much!” Addie said through her tears.

“Yes, it does hurt, doesn’t it?” Téa said, hooking her fingers in the waistband of Addie’s panties and lowering them to Addie’s knees.

“Nooo! Mom! Please, please don’t!” Addie cried, with a hint of fear in her voice.

“Addie, I don’t ever want to hear you using the kind of language you did today. I should have washed your mouth out with soap! And if I ever hear that again, that’s exactly what will happen” Téa lectured, picking up the wooden spoon. “Understand?” she asked, with a hard smack with the spoon to Addie’s left cheek.

“Owwwwwwww!!!” Addie cried, reaching her hand back to block the assault, which was quickly caught and pinned at the small of her back.

“I said, do you understand?” Téa repeated, spanking the other cheek.

“Yesss!!!” Addie cried again. “I won’t, I promise, please stop!” she begged, as the initial sting of the spoon registered and turned into a deeper burn.

Téa brought the spoon down again, now creating a sharp and even rhythm, leaving little circle-shaped pink marks all over her daughter’s small, rounded bottom. Addie kicked and cried, and begged her mother to stop. Téa held her tightly, and continued to spank. After a minute or so, Addie stopped fighting. She was exhausted, and, knowing that she was no match for her mother, just cried. Téa delivered several more sharp spanks with the spoon, and noticed that Addie’s bottom was hinting toward a deep red, and decided she should stop. She set the spoon down, and stroked Addie’s back for a couple of minutes while she tried to stop crying. She gently helped her daughter up to a sitting position, and held her, stroking her hair, for a long few minutes.

“You didn’t like that very much, did you?” Téa asked warmly.

“No” Addie said, catching her breath.

“I hope you’ll follow the rules a little better from now on sweetie, otherwise I’ll have to give you another spanking.” She warned gently. Addie nodded and rested her head on her mother’s shoulder.
***
“Mom?” Addie said from the kitchen doorway.

Téa looked up, jerked from her memory, surprised. “Addie, what are you doing out of the corner? I didn’t tell you to move” she said.

“I know…I just wasn’t sure if you knew it was 4:30.”

“Uh…yeah, why?” Téa asked, confused.

“Where’s Lex?”

Téa looked at her for a second, still slightly confused. Then she sucked in a sharp breath.

“Oh my God, Alexis!” she whispered, standing up and grabbing her car keys. “I completely forgot! Thank you sweetheart…go back to your room, I’ll be right back.” She said, running out the door to pick up her 7 year old daughter Alexis from school, which had ended just over 30 minutes ago.

…to be continued

Not a Story, But a Fun Observation

I was at a friend's house for dinner tonight....

We were eating at the table, and someone got up to close the door to downstairs, which is right off the kitchen. From where I was sitting, the door was in my direct line of vision. So when the door was closed, I happened to look up, and there was a knee-height doll of a little blond girl with a pink dress on (which is always there, but is used as a door-jam or something), and just by chance, this doll was standing right in the corner, facing it.

I smiled and laughed in my mind, knowing that nobody else in the room would have given this a second thought, but of course, my mind was turning. It was a cute little pleasure in my day.

Alana's Punishment- Part 1

Dear Janet,

I think I made a really big mistake. Actually, I know that I did! I was invited to my friend's party last night, and I know that I probably shouldn't have gone, but it soundned like so much fun! I knew that there might be some older kids there who would be drinking, and I knew that Ruth and Burke wouldn't let me go. So I pretended that I was going to a friend's house to study, and they believed me.

Needless to say, I got caught.

I tried to speak to Ruth the second we were alone after she picked me up, but she wouldn't let me.

"Don't you dare say a word, young lady" she snapped, and practically pushed me into the car. I won't pretend to be brave this time, I was scared!! I tried to apologize several more times, but she wouldn't let me talk. Finally, when we got into the house, she took hold of both of my shoulders and almost violently forced me to look at her.

"I want you to listen to me very carefully Alana. You will go up to your room, and stand in the corner until I come for you. I don't want to see you or hear a peep from you until then. Do you understand me?" she asked angrily. I nodded my head, and she let go of me. I ran upstairs and did as she asked right away. I was way too scared to disobey her or argue with her. I knew that what I did was wrong, and she had every right to be mad at me.

I think I stood in the corner for almost 2 hours. It was horrible! I was so nervous, but I was thankful that Burke wasn't home. It could have been so much worse if he was!

After what seemed like forever, I finally heard Ruth's footsteps on the stairs. It was late, and the girls must have been sleeping. She opened my bedroom door, closed it softly behind her, and stepped inside. She didn't say anything for a couple of minutes, but my heart was beating so hard, I'm sure she could have heard it.

"Look at me" she hissed. I jumped at her harsh tone, and reluctantly turned around. She was standing there, only a few feet away from me, arms crossed, and holding a horribly huge looking wooden spoon that I've never seen before. It looked so heavy, I have no idea where she found it! Part of me just knows that she's been hiding it away, knowing that I would eventually do something bad enough to warrant its use.

"Drinking and lying are both forbidden in this house Alana, and you certainly know that" she spat at me.

"I know, I'm....." I tried, very teary.

I was cut off again by her silencing hand.

"Burke is going to home tomorrow afternoon. I've already spoken to him, and we've decided that the main part of your punishment will take place when he's here, after we go to clean up. But in the meantime, I intend to give you something to think about while you're in bed tonight, and while you're cleaning that house tomorrow" she said, approaching me.

I considered running. I knew that it would be a bad idea, but I was really scared. I was shaking a little, and took a step back into the corner. She reached out and grabbed onto my upper arm, her sharp nails digging into my pale skin. She pulled me along with her until we stood in front of my desk. I thought she was going to sit down on the chair, but she moved it out of the way instead.

"Jeans down" she said, looking straight into my eyes without flinching. When I hesitated she slapped my bottom with that spoon so quickly that I didn't even realize what was happening until I felt the sharp burn.

"Ow!" I yelped, reaching one hand back to rub the sting.

"Now" she said firmly.

I bit my lip, and looked at her. With trembling hands I undid my jeans, and pulled them down.

"Bend over" she said simply, pointing to the desk, and pushing me over it. She moved my sweater out of the way and placed her hand on my back to hold me down, not that she really needed to, I wasn't going anywhere, and holding that evil spoon in the other. The feeling of her hand on my bare back made me shiver.

"I want you to think very carefully about what you've done, and the fact that you'll be punished more severely tomorrow. And don't even think about fighting with me" Ruth warned.

I closed my eyes tightly as tears ran down my cheeks, knowing that I was trapped, and, even worse, that I deserved to be exactly where I was.

The first spank took me totally off-guard. She snapped it down on my right cheek, and then left, and on and on and on. It hurt so much!

"Owww! Ruth, I'm soooo...." SPANK! "Ahhhhh!"

I gave up trying to apologize, knowing that every attempt to speak would be met with even harder spanks. I gripped the edge of my desk with my hands so hard that my knuckles turned white. I was determined not to reach back because that would just make her even more angry. She kept spanking me really hard and really fast. All I could do was scream and cry. I'm sure the girls must have woken up, there's no way they didn't hear me. I did everything I could to stop myself from squirming around but it was really hard this time.

She only stopped for a second to pull down my panties. I didn't protest, or try to stop her. No matter how embarassing it was, or how much it would hurt without that little bit of protection, making her angrier would be worse.

She didn't say a word as she spanked me. She just kept going and going, and put extra emphasis on my sit-spots. OUCH!

When she finally stopped, I didn't even really notice right away. The pain had turned into one really big stingy ache, regardless how how many times she spanked. She set the spoon down on my desk beside me.

"Get into bed and stay there. And be ready to go tomorrow morning" Ruth said coldly. I didn't respond, I was crying too hard. Without a hug, a kind word of forgiveness, or a loving caress, she turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Leah 19

"I'm ready," Leah said quietly from the kitchen doorway.

Meredith looked up from the newspaper to see Leah standing there, still looking a little flustered, seemingly ready to go.

"We don't have to go just yet...why don't ya come have some breakfast sweetie," Meredith suggested.

Leah shrugged and slowly walked into the kitchen. She looked around for a minute, unsure of what to do. She decided on toast. She put some bread in the toaster, and waited. It popped, and she spread some jam on it, still in silence. She put her toast on a plate, carried it over to the island, leaned up against it, and took a bite. They both ate in silence for several minutes, until Meredith became a little concerned. Her normally chatty, enthusiastic (even after a spanking), happy little Leah seemed a little off, even for being in so much trouble.

"You okay?" Meredith asked casually, turning around to face Leah.

"I'm fine," Leah said. She wasn't being rude or snippy, just quiet.

"You don't seem fine," Meredith said.

"I just...I wanna stay home," Leah whined. There was nothing worse than having to be around other people, especially her friends, after being spanked.

"Well...so do I," Meredith said.

"Let's then" Leah said with conviction.

"Leah, you know that isn't how it works. You have a responsibility to go over and clean up that house. Don't argue with me about it" Meredith warned.

"I really wish I hadn't gone out last night" Leah said, her eyes not moving from the spot on the floor she had chosen to stare at.

"Yeah?" Meredith asked sympathetically, with an air of "told ya so."

"Yeah." Leah said, still staring.

"Why's that sweetie?"

Leah took a deep, exhausted breath. "Well.....lots of reasons. I'm mad at myself for creating this whole situation. If I had just stayed home none of this would be happening" Leah started, tears forming in her eyes. "You and John wouldn't be mad at me, John's car wouldn't be ruined, I wouldn't be grounded.....and I wouldn't have to have a spanking with the belt" she whispered.

"I've told you this before, and I'll tell you again. We all make mistakes. It doesn't make you a bad person, and it certainly doesn't mean that John and I love you any less. It's important that you learn from your mistakes so that you don't make them again...which is why you have to be punished" Meredith explained. "It's not because we want you to be miserable for weeks on end, and it certainly is not because I enjoy spanking you. I don't, and you know that"

"I know" Leah said, wiping her eyes.

"We'll get through this" Meredith said, putting her hand on Leah's arm.

"Yeah" Leah said, not convinced.

"Why don't we go" Meredith said, anxious to get the day over with.

After a painful ride (for Leah's already sore bottom), they stood at the Smith's front door, waiting. A peppy Mrs. Smith opened the door.

"Good morning!" she sang.

"Oh...hi!" Meredith said, taken a little off guard.

"Come on in" she said, leading them into the house. "Alana and Sarah have already started cleaning up....their parents and I are just having coffee in the kitchen" she said.

Leah took this as her cue to go find her friends, happily leaving her sister with Mrs. Smith, secretly laughing a little at the fact that she finally found someone more bubbly than Meredith. Leah walked through the house and eventually found Sarah and Alana in the livingroom.

"Hi!" Leah said.

"Leah! You're alive!!" Sarah cried. Leah laughed.

"Yes! I'm still alive!" Leah said, still laughing. "And you guys?"

"Oh I'm fine....I'm just grounded" Sarah said. Typical. Sarah's parents were pretty easy-going.

Alana wasn't saying much. Sarah and Leah turned to see her cringing a little at she bent down to pick something up. Sarah didn't think anything of it, but Leah definately wondered whether or not Alana had received a spanking as well. She did seem like she was afraid of what would happen to her last night...maybe she should try to talk to her sometime...

The girls spent the better part of the morning chatting and cleaning. Leah's bottom still hurt quite a bit, but talking with her friends definately helped to take her mind off it. She even forgot about her impending spanking for a little while, which was a very welcome break for her worrying mind. This break was inturrupted in the mid-afternoon when the girls were called into the kitchen and told that they had done enough work.

Leah watched as Alana's aunt moved closer to her and put her hand on her shoulder. Alana flinched a little, and moved away. Leah thought this was a little bit strange, and made a note to send Alana an e-mail when she was at school the next day, just to try and get to know her a little. And maybe somehow found out if she was spanked as well.

As soon as they were out of the Smith's house and into the car, Leah's anxiety returned. Without the distraction of her friends, she was right back where she started- faced with the reality of a belt spanking, and the only person she was allowed to talk to was the one who would be giving the spanking.

"So when we get home I'd like you to go up to John's office...he left lots of filing for you to do" Meredith said.

"Today?!" Leah asked, surprised.

"Yes, today" Meredith said firmly.

"Can't I do it tomorrow?" Leah asked.

"Yes, you can do it tomorrow. But you're also doing it today" Meredith said, with the no-nonsense tone that she has worked so hard to master.

"Fine" Leah said, crossing her arms.

"Don't you dare start with the attitude, I'm in no mood to deal with that today" Meredith said.

"I said FINE!" Leah sassed, as they drove into the driveway.

"I would have thought that your bottom's sore enough, and that you wouldn't want to be in any more trouble than you're already in" Meredith said, turning to face Leah. "I guess I was wrong. You can go right inside, march yourself right up to my bedroom, and wait for me" Meredith said angrily. Leah opened the car door and ran inside as quickly as she could, slamming the front door behind her. Meredith turned the car off and rested her head on her steering wheel, taking several deep breaths to calm herself down.

Leah ran up the stairs and into Meredith's bedroom. Once inside she stopped and actually thought about the fact that she was now in even more trouble. Great. Meredith came up the stairs moments later, with the plan of giving Leah one more chance to comply, not wanting to spank her any more than was absolutely necessary. Leah was standing at the far end of the room looking out the large window into their backyard. It was sunny, and the snow was glittering. She thought about how, if she hadn't put herself in this position, she could have maybe gone skiing tomorrow. Meredith stormed into the room, went straight to Leah, grasped one of her arms, and spun her around to face her.

"I'm not playing games here Leah. I'm giving you one more chance. You can either get into John's office right this second and start working, or I'm giving you another spanking" Meredith said without flinching.

"I'll go file" Leah said as respectfully as she could.

"Good" Meredith said, letting go of Leah's arm. Leah rubbed her upper arm..it hurt where Meredith had been holding it so tightly. She looked up at her sister who was still looking sternly at her. Leah simply turned and left the room, going right into John's office. She sat down carefully on the big comfy office chair, and opened up the first file. Just as she started to sort its contents, Meredith appeared in the doorway.

"I want you in your room and ready for bed at 7. I'll bring your dinner up when it's ready" Meredith said without emotion, and left the room. Leah rubbed her arm one last time, and set to work on her filing, fearful of the consequences of not doing just that.

After 5 long hours of boredom and monotany, Leah made her way into her bedroom. The knots that had been forming in her stomach all afternoon started to tighten and she felt a little bit sick. She was absolutely terrified of the belt. She could almost hear the slaps echoing as she took her clothes off and put her pajamas on. She shivered as her bare feet walked across the hardwood floor, making her way to her bed where she sat down to wait. Her hands clasped eachother, squeezing hard. Her feet tapped on the floor, and her heart was beating hard. This wasn't worth it...she was NEVER going to drink again. For real this time.

Meredith closed her laptop, stretched, and stepped down off of her comfy, warm bed. She went to her closet, opened the doors, and removed a belt that was never actually worn. It was thicker leather, and more plain than she would wear. It was kept for this purpose only. Meredith hated holding the belt. It made her feel like a bit of a monster. She knew what it was like to be in Leah's position; she had been there herself not all that long ago. But on the other hand, she knew that there was no other way.

She grabbed an empty box off her floor, left her room and slowly walked to the end of the hall, and knocked on Leah's door.

"Come in" was the quiet, scared reply. Meredith opened the door, went in, and shut it behind her. Leah was sitting there, ready for bed, staring up at her with a look of absolute terror in her eyes. Meredith sat next to her on her bed.

"Do you understand why you're in so much trouble?" Meredith asked calmly, almost kindly. Leah nodded her head yes. "Can you tell me?" Meredith asked.

"I already got into trouble for drinking before. I'm not allowed to, and I know that, but I was going to do it anyways. But I'm never going to again. I promise!"

"I'm going to make sure of that" Meredith said. "Look, Leah. Here's the thing..." Meredith put her arm around Leah. "I'm scared to death of losing you. If you keep doing things like this.........Leah, it's dangerous. You have to stop"

"I am going to stop...I'm never getting spanked with the belt again" Leah resolved.

"Well, I'm glad to hear that" Meredith responded, smiling at her cute sister. "After we're finished discussing this, you're going to bed. I'm taking your phone, your laptop, your DS, your magazines, and whatever else, and I'm putting them in this box. When you've earned them back, I'll give them back."

"But...what am I gonna do?" Leah asked.

"Well, you have plenty of filing to do. After that's done, I'm sure I can find something."

"Great" Leah said.

"Alright. So...seriously Leah, I don't ever want to deal with this again"

"I know, I'm sorry..." Leah said shakily.

"Stand up" Meredith ordered. Reluctantly, Leah complied. Meredith took hold of Leah's arm, and guided her to stand in front of her. Leah knew what was coming, and started to cry, covering her face with her hands.

"Leah, hands at your sides please" Meredith said. Leah took a breath and dropped her hands, sniffling back tears. Meredith slid Leah's pretty flowery pajama pants down, and then her panties. This made Leah cry harder, and her hands went back to cover her face.

"Leah!" Meredith snapped. "I want you to look at me" she ordered. Leah dropped her hands once again, and tried to look at her sister. "You are NOT going to do anything like this ever again, understand me?"

"Yes" Leah squeaked.

Meredith moved Leah to her side and guided her over her lap. She pressed down on her lower back with her left hand, and raised her right hand into the air, and quickly slapped it down onto Leah's slightly bruised bottom.

"Ow!" Leah cried, surprised at how much that one spank hurt. She didn't have any time to dwell on it, because Meredith didn't waste any time. She spanked Leah's bottom sharply and quickly, covering every small inch of it. Leah yelped at every spank, and when she couldn't take it anymore, she lost her composure.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! Stop...pleeeeaaasssssssssssssssseeee stop!" she cried, flinging her hand back and catching Meredith's wrist, clinging to it.

"Leah, let go" Meredith warned.

"I will....but please...please stop!" Leah cried.

"We're just getting started. Now...young lady, let go, or there will be consequences" Meredith said sternly. Leah's small hand slowly unclenched itself as she cried, and Meredith took hold of it and pinned it at the small of her back.

Leah knew that she was defeated. She couldn't compete with Meredith. There was nothing left for her to do other than cry her eyes out, and kick her feet to alieviate some of the sting.

Meredith didn't prolong the process. She spanked Leah's bottom hard, and when it started to colour a little purplish, she stopped.

"Now, I want you to stand up, and bend over your bed" Meredith said, helping Leah to stand up.

"Please, please don't use the belt Mere...please!" Leah begged, her sweet tear-streaked face looking at Meredith.

"Leah, you knew exactly what the consequences of your actions would be, and you made the choice to do it anyways. This was your choice, not mine" she said, gently encouraging Leah over the bed. Leah knew that she couldn't talk Meredith out of this, and cried harder, scared of what was coming. Once she was laying at the end of her bed, Meredith picked up the belt, and doubled it in her hand. She pressed down on Leah's back with her free hand, and swung the belt hard. Leah felt the surface sting that comes with leather first, and then the burn that imprints itself into the skin.

"AHHH!!!!" Leah cried at the first spank, and broke down in tears again. She gripped big chunks of her bedspread to stop herself from reaching back. Meredith tapped the belt a little bit lower, then delivered a hard spank to the same spot. She worked her way down Leah's bottom, not missing a single spot. Just as she got to the top of Leah's thighs, Leah started to stuggle to get away. The spanks on her bottom were too much already. She didn't think she could handle them on her thighs too.

"Leah, stop" Meredith said calmly.

"You have to stop...please!" Leah pleaded.

"I'm almost finished. If you don't stop right now, I'll be starting over" Meredith said. Almost the second she said that Leah stopped moving around. She knew Meredith was serious. "Thank you" Meredith said, tapping the belt on the top of Leah's right thigh. When the belt slapped down, Leah screamed. This was her reaction each of the 8 times the belt spanked her thighs, and she was sure she was going to die. Meredith gave Leah a couple more strokes on her bottom, and then laid the belt down on the bed.

Leah was crying almost uncontrollably. Meredith sat down next to her and stroked her hair. After a couple of minutes, Leah stopped crying loudly.

"I LOVE you, Leah" Meredith said, helping Leah up. Leah laid down on her side, and rested her head in Meredith's lap. Meredith covered her up with a blanket, and held her as she cried.