We’re nose to nose, and both grinning, because we both know exactly why I’m spanking him:

Because he left a mark on my left cheek when I let him spank me the night before. That’s right! I let him spank me - told him in no uncertain terms that he was to leave my backside just as lily-white as he found it - and he went and left a big ol strawberry on my left cheek anyway. The nerve! And while I’m not ‘really’ mad at him, I’m definitely going to make him pay for it.

But as soon as I start asking him questions about what happened last night, he says somethi...

We’re nose to nose, and both grinning, because we both know exactly why I’m spanking him:

Because he left a mark on my left cheek when I let him spank me the night before. That’s right! I let him spank me - told him in no uncertain terms that he was to leave my backside just as lily-white as he found it - and he went and left a big ol strawberry on my left cheek anyway. The nerve! And while I’m not ‘really’ mad at him, I’m definitely going to make him pay for it.

But as soon as I start asking him questions about what happened last night, he says something that lands him in even MORE trouble - I almost can’t repeat it. It’s shocking!

With a huge smile on his face, Bobby ‘claims’ that I called him Step-Daddy while he was spanking me last night. Clearly he’s suffered some sort of head injury and is saying ridiculous things now, because everyone knows that I would NEVER say that, so I toss him up onto the bed for a pretty damn severe belt spanking and paddling...hoping to jog his memory a little. But what happens? He says MORE things to get himself in even hotter water, and before you know it I’m swinging this thick wooden paddle against his ass with great - the sounds he makes every time I land my paddle on his bottom attest to the fact that in the future he should be a little more careful about what he says on film.

After I’m done proving my point, I send Bobby to the corner where I ask him one very simple question: “I didn’t really call you Step-Daddy...did I?” To which he (smartly) replies, “No ma’am”