This is a true story of something that happened this morning. It takes a lot to upset me, but this morning she did just that.
While I was sitting by the fireplace working on the laptop, she walked over to me and farted right in my face. Then, she just stood there and laughed. Something had to be done!
I escorted her to the corner in the hallway and instructed her to stand there until told her time was up. She smirked and stood in the corner for less than a minute. She then walked down the hallway and into our bedroom. Without hesitation, I put her over my knee, with her kicking and putting her hand in the way. I had to hold her legs down with my right leg while she was forcefully leaned over my left leg.
Down came her spandex pants and cotton panties and the spanking began. I wasn't even really giving it to her all that hard, and she tried to bite and pinch me. That did it! I really lit into her white little fanny. I told her to stop fighting as she was getting the punishment she deserved.
As her bottom turned from white to pink, it's funny how her tune changed from defiant to "I'm sorry, I will not do it again." As I was letting her up, she began to swing her hands towards my face, and back over the knee she went for a few more swats. This time I told her that if she tried that again she would get the paddle. It's funny, because since her spanking she has been awesome all day. Her attitude has been great and she has been motivated to do lots around home.
So, did I handle this right or not?