That was the night that Rachel learned that my punishments were more effective if I was in the mindset of a child. Normally I would take my jeans of if the spanking was going to be bare and then Rachel would pull my panties off halfway through. But that night it was different.
I walked into Rachel's living room. In one corner standing alone was a tall wooden armless chair. She pulled it out and put it in the middle of the room. Rachel unbuttoned my pants and pull them down. She said "lift" and I lifted my leg. She pulled the cuff of and did the same with the other leg. She slid down my panties with ease and requested that I step out of them. Then she sent me to the corner where she started to lecture me. "How does it make you feel to be looking like a naughty little girl standing in the corner waiting for her mama to spank her". "Embarrassed ma'am". "And how did you end up in this predicament little girl". "I was naughty and didn't listen to you and I tried to do something that I'm not supposed to". "Good my little darling. I'm dissiponted that you acted so childish that I couldn't even depend on you to take your pants off like a little girl". I squirmed in my corner but didn't answer, it wasn't much of a question. Rachel sat in her chair and called me over. I walked up to her slowly and she laid me across her lap. It was a tall chair and sitting up my toes would of been closer to the ground but starting down at the floor my feet felt like they were miles away. "You misbehaved at a restaurant so I'm going to spank you with a wooden spoon". My bum twitched and I wiggled uncomfortably. Rachel rubbed the spoon over my backside, gently letting it pat. SPLAT! Rubbing, smothing gentle tapping. SMACK! It hit again and again. Gentle and then as hard as she could. It must of taken ten minutes to get a minutes worth of real smacks down. Then the real spanking started. Smack! SMACK! SMACK! In a rapid succession the swats fell. Again and again. Left, right, up, down, thigh, sit spot, middle and where ever else the smacks fell. She rapidly hit upwards on the crack between my leg and bum. Smacks to my inner thighs. Back to my bum. The same spot, different spots. Everywhere. I was howling and kicking up a storm. It was stinging like nettles. I wiggle and screeched but the smacks just rained down. I was sobbing and my bottom burned. Some deep settling smacks made me submit and take the thrashing. At least twenty smacks later the lecture started "disrespect" SMACK "rudeness" SMACK SMACK "blatant disobedience" SMACK "such childlike behaviour" SPLAT SPANK WHAP SMACK "this is how naughty children are treated" SMACK SMACK "are you going to be naughty any more Bethany" SMACK "yeeouch no I'll be a good girl promise I'm sorry I didn't mean it I'll never beg about drinking again promise ma'am". I was given ten rapid burning awful swats and then I was done. It still felt like I was being pounded away at. Rachel let me cry it out and then she hugged me and kissed my forehead and told me to go to the corner. I was thankful she didn't make me sit in the big wooden chair. I was dancing and my bottom was itching. I tried to rub it real quick and I was snatched up and given three firm pops and told to stand still. I was given a good ten minutes of bottom display time before Rachel let me hug her and apologies away. She said "come on sweetie I'll find you something to wear". I followed closely behind her going up the stairs. She brought me to a spare room and opened one of the drawers. She pulled out a red big tee shirt and said "hands up" I listened, still in the childlike state that a spanking always seemed to leave me in, especially this one in particular. It covered just down to the last hint of warm pink flesh. I was exceptionally tired from the busy evening. My eyes fluttered open and closed and Rachel told me to get into bed. I insisted that I needed to go home but she said that their was no need. She pulled the covers of the guest bed back and I climbed in. Rachel pulled the covers up and tucked them in tight. She kissed my forehead. I thought about asking her to stay but I didn't. She smiled at me told me to behave and flicked off the lights, shutting the door behind her.
