Kaylee's Attitude adjustment

Kaylee's first paddling

written by: TMLRP Team

Greg was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, on the table, a 2 month old speeding ticket his girlfriend Kaylee had stuffed in a junk drawer worth 75 dollars. He was livid. This was the second speeding ticket she'd gotten, she'd told him about the first and brushed off his advice about being more careful. To be honest though, this wasnt her first incident, one night she'd literally come home drunk having driven herself home. When Greg tried to talk to her about it she just shrugged it off and told him he was being too demanding.

He was pretty fed up with her childish behavior, and he wasn't sure what to do about it. He figured he'd just try to talk to her again, but he did not want yet another pointless argument. She walked through the door about 5 minutes later. "hey babe!" She said cheerfully, and pecked a kiss on his cheek, as she went to the fridge, next to the fridge on the counter she saw the ticket. He cleared his throat. "Kaylee, what's this?" He said walking up and grabbing it. "oh. I forgot about that. Listen, babe. It wasn't even a big deal. Don't worry about it." She said laughing, and attempting to change the subject, asked if he was hungry. "No, I am not hungry. We need to talk about this babe!" He cried out frustratedly, slamming it on the counter.

She slammed the fridge shut. "Babe!'' she said sharply, "I told you. It's fine. Now let's just drop it, okay?" She said, with a hint of frustrated attitude in her voice. "why didn't you tell me about it?'' Greg demanded angrily. Kaylee shrugged. Greg raised his voice once more "Babe these things are important, you need to talk to me about them! And I've told you you need to drive more carefully! But you clearly didn't listen." He said, throwing his hands in the air. "This. Babe. This is why I didn't tell you!" Kaylee screamed. "god you're always over reacting, I missed the stop sign big deal! Nobody was coming!" She said angrily, and started to walk away.

Greg followed her in strides, "You ran a stop sign!" He screamed as she sighed heavily. "I told you! It was no big fucking deal! Now just drop it and let's go get something to eat." She said, reaching for her keys. He snatched them and pocketed them. "No! We're not going anywhere, and to be honest I'm getting sick of your attitude, Kaylee. you don't take my advice, you act like a child, you're irresponsible, I'm at my wits end."

Kaylees eyes flashed and her face turned bright red. "Give me my keys!" She said, making a lunge for them as he pocketed them. "No!" He said, "You fucking asshole you're such a control freak I can't stand you!" She cried out angrily, and went to shove past him, but he grabbed her by the arm. He was a big, burly and muscular man, Kaylee was a petite girl, with hardly any muscle. "That is it!" He cried. "I hate to have to do this, but if you want to act like a spoiled little bratty child, I'll treat you like one!" Greg said, bringing a hand crashing down on Kaylees rear ended short shorts. "How dare you!" She shrieked. "Let go of me! You FUCKING pig!" She cried out, but he carelessly threw her over his shoulders, and marched her to the bathroom, while simultaneously smacking her bottom hard as she pounded unsuccessfully on his back, as she screamed profanities. The bathroom in their home was large, and once in there he locked the door, and sat on the toilet, swiftly he transfered the screaming girl from his shoulders to over his knee. He pinned her petite flailing arms easily with one burly hand as well as her tiny legs with one of his beefy ones. Kaylee was still squirming and screaming, as Greg brought his hand down on her backside as hard as he possibly could. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. "I *SMACK* AM *SMACK* SICK OF YOUR *SMACK SMACK SMACK* ATTITUDE. YOUR LYING *SMACK* AND YOUR MISBEHAVIOUR" *SMACK SMACK SMACK* Kaylee yelped loudly after each smack, "owchiee Greg! *Yelp* stop it! This is *owww* ridiculous!" She cried out, trying to remain angry but failing as the reality of her infantilization took over. He reached up and grabbed a Bathbrush that was hanging above the shower, he slipped her shorts down, and they fell to her knees as she flailed helplessly over his knee. He removed her panties as well to expose a tender and slightly pink bare bottom. "Gregggg noooo!" She pleaded, as tears of humiliation rolled down her cheeks and soaked his pants leg. "It's sir to you when you are being punished, young lady." Greg lectured, raising the Bathbrush high and bringing it crashing down in the center of her bare tush. The crack echoed in the bathroom, and she howled at the impact and biting back her pride sobbed "Y-yesss S-ssiirrrr!", Greg couldn't help but smirk. Finally that attitude seemed to be dissipating. From that one smack, her right butt cheek had turned rosy red, he rose the Bathbrush high above his head again and brought it down with the same impact and force as the first. CRACK! The echo was almost deafening, and Kaylee cried somehow even harder, Greg watched with immense satisfaction as her left cheek slowly reddened to match the right. He wasted no time in painting the canvas in front of him, as he alternated with the bathbrush between her cheeks, keeping a steady hard pace. SMACK CRACK WHACK SLAP. "where's all that attitude now, huh?" He lectured, not even breaking the pace. "g-g-Gonnneee" Kaylee sobbed, still trying to flail but her energy was slowly fading with each smack. "Good." Greg said firmly. "It *SMACK* WILL NOT *crack smack whack thwack" Be tolerated anymore *CRACK SMACK WHACK* Am I making myself *CRACK SMACK WHACK* ABUNDANTLY Clear?" He asked, finishing the question off with a somehow even harder whack. "Yesss sirrrrrr" she sobbed, his pants were soaked, her bottom was nearing blue, and he was positive this was exactly what she'd needed. "GOOD." He said loudly, finishing the spanking with one more solid CRACK. He put the bathbrush up. He lifted the sobbing girl up, and with one arm hugging her, he used the other arm to grab a bar of soap. "Greg no! Please no!" Kaylee cried, tears still streaming down her cheeks and falling to the floor like the first rain on an early spring morning. *SMACK* he lifted hand high and smacked her still bare bottom. "it's sir, and you don't tell me no, you naughty little brat." She sniffled. "Open your mouth now." She squeezed her lips tightly shut and shook her head. He sighed and took her back over his knee for a sound hand spanking, SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK Kaylee started to cry hard again, and squirmed on his lap, still exhausted from the paddling shed recieved. She'd never been paddled before in her entire life. This was a brand new experience for her.

Greg was always a firm believer in spanking, but he was under the impression that his girlfriend was an adult. "You will do as you are told. *Smack*" he lectured, and stood her up once more. She wobbled and he steadied her, she grudgingly opened her mouth and he shoved the bar of soap in it. He then helped her step out of her shorts and undies and turned her around, with a firm hand on her bottom to remind her who was in control, he guided her back into the kitchen, and placed her in a corner.

"Hands above your head, nose to the wall." He ordered firmly, as she did as she was told, still silently crying. He stepped back and admired his handiwork. He now knew what needed to be done whenever Kaylee got out of line, and Kaylee was not eager to give him attitude anytime soon with the threat of humiliation and a bruised bottom hanging over her head.