When you have a disciplinary understanding with a girl, who tries to go back on the agreement she knows is for her best. It is not wise to do it in a bratty way. This is exactly what happened after I turned off the cameras at the end of Puddle of Tears part 1. I listened to her rant and foot stomping, before walking out and filling up a bucket of then warm water. She came around the corner to ask me what I was doing. I told her ' You have learned nothing' and that I was going to give her a special spanking for that. More foot stomping came and then pleading. After awhile she had broken down...

When you have a disciplinary understanding with a girl, who tries to go back on the agreement she knows is for her best. It is not wise to do it in a bratty way. This is exactly what happened after I turned off the cameras at the end of Puddle of Tears part 1. I listened to her rant and foot stomping, before walking out and filling up a bucket of then warm water. She came around the corner to ask me what I was doing. I told her ' You have learned nothing' and that I was going to give her a special spanking for that. More foot stomping came and then pleading. After awhile she had broken down and accepted her fate. This clips starts out with her in her bikini and standing in a now cold bucket of water. I warmed it only a little before beginning. Starting with a thin and stinging cane, I awaken the nerves on her already sore bottom. Not before pouring water of her cute little bottom. After the cane wakes her up ( and her tears) I move on to one of my most interesting ( and painful ) implements The vintage hog-slapper! She can't move to far away from these painful and teat invoking spankings. Her dancing, crying and pleading is everything you come to expect in a real disciplinary spanking though. I move to a large wooden paddle, wherein even the touch of it caused more tears and now begging. I decide to move at this time to the personal nature behind a hand spanking ( see preview) wherein her tears of begging forgiveness flow! Moving to am acrylic tube whip she dances once again to uncontrollable sobbing. At the end I hold in my arms, as she knew she deserved her punishment. Sometimes a simple gesture like that cements exactly what a disciplinary understand is about. It is actually caring deeply for the one you punish. I made her stand there for awhile. He legs are shaking and she is trembling, but she stays in place until I release her.

This is real discipline, on a wet bottom, of a 4' 11" nineteen- year- old, who uses spankings for real behavioral issues in her life.