The next morning, Maggie was going to give Alicia one more chance. She had a response in mind if the young woman ignored her but this possible conclusion was not advertised. Instead, Maggie texted the still-sleeping Alicia a list of chores she expected to be completed by the end of the day - no ‘do this or else’ warning - just a list.

Alicia woke up later and ignored the text. She spent the morning on-line, caught lunch with her friend, Gabby, and then back home to catch-up on the latest episodes of the next dragon TV series. Maggie got home just as an episode was concluding and surveyed the situation. Nothing on the list had been addressed. Rather than freak-out, she retreated to her room and changed into comfortable clothes. She returned to the family room and sat down on the large sofa. Alicia was curled-up in an overstuff chair and all Maggie could think of regarding that chair is how many times Evan had bent her over it and applied his belt to her bare backside and when her ass was well-whipped, he would take her from behind, often pulling out to cover her sore bottom with a sticky coating of cum.

Maggie snapped out of her reverie and Alicia looked at her quizzically, “What?”

“I see you did not do a thing on the list of chores I texted you,” Maggie began.

“Sorry. Had kinda busy day,” Alicia countered.

“I’m done accepting your attitude and behavior, missy,” Maggie replied, her tone taking a sharp edge. “I told you yesterday to change your ways, contribute or there’d be consequences. Now you’ve earned the consequences.” Alicia was puzzled and not yet getting how serious and resolute her mother was. She have her mom an apathetic shrug. “Go get my hairbrush from my dresser,” Maggie ordered.

It suddenly dawned on Alicia what her mom had meant by consequences. “No, mom! I’m too old for a spanking,” she wailed.

“You’re gonna find out you’re never too old for a spanking,” Maggie countered. “Go get the brush before you make it much worse for yourself.”

“Mom, no!” Alicia complained.

“Get it now and get this spanking from me and the belt from your father when he gets home tomorrow, or continue to delay and earn another spanking in the morning and your dad’s paddle tomorrow from him,” Maggie offered.

Alicia could not believe what her mother was suggesting. Spankings had been a fairly routine component of growing up - most typically over her mom’s lap as the brush was applied to her bare bottom. Her last punishment had been after the summer of senior year in high school. She came home after curfew and obviously intoxicated. She’d gotten a long dose of dad’s belt that evening and the next morning her mom roused her early for a long session of hairbrush on her bare and freshly strapped ass. Alicia realized she had better reduce severity rather than argue more. She rose and head down the hall to her parent’s bedroom.