Rachel has been struggling in her math course, so I hired her a tutor. She missed her appointment with him. Twice. In one week.

I come home to find her in the shower, seemingly under the impression that she was meeting him at 10 am instead of 9. I pull her out of the shower, scold her and spank her. Even just these few smacks to her wet bottom get her tears going, but her punishment has barely begun.

I bring her over to the couch in the next room, sit her down, lecture her a bit more, and then make her sit on the couch and wait until I'm ready to spank ...

Rachel has been struggling in her math course, so I hired her a tutor. She missed her appointment with him. Twice. In one week.

I come home to find her in the shower, seemingly under the impression that she was meeting him at 10 am instead of 9. I pull her out of the shower, scold her and spank her. Even just these few smacks to her wet bottom get her tears going, but her punishment has barely begun.

I bring her over to the couch in the next room, sit her down, lecture her a bit more, and then make her sit on the couch and wait until I'm ready to spank her again.

Finally I take her over my knee and administer a spanking with my hand, stopping intermittently to scold her before her spanking resumes. Sobbing from just my hand, I instruct Rachel to go fetch the hairbrush for me to discipline her with. After the brush comes 10 severe swats with a wooden paddle, by which point Rachel is sobbing hysterically. But I still drive the lesson home with a quick hand spanking after her paddling, and then I take her into my arms for much needed comfort and after care.