Punishment

Newly graduated and interning at a famous law firm, Tessa thought she had outgrown such childish punishments. But mother knew that her little girl was nowhere near mature. In Tessa’s younger days, the school sent home notices and updates of her grades and behavior, often with disastrous consequences for her poor bottom. Mother found this practice useful, and requested the same from her new workplace. The employer happily obliged.

A poor work review meant a long, painful struggle over mother’s lap, at home if Tessa was lucky, and at work if mother decided to pick her up that evening. As usual, mother’s iron palm was enough to send her into crying fits. Her hard, merciless strikes left stinging red prints on Tessa’s bared bottom, each blow stripping away her adult facade, and revealing the crying, howling child underneath.

This punishment, like all her previous punishments, would leave her chastened, defeated and very, very sore. Tessa kicked and pleaded and sobbed, but mother was resolute. Her little girl needed a strict hand, and there was nothing more effective than a long, humiliating, bare-bottomed spanking over a maternal lap.