Life with Baby was like a dream. We had a wonderful, loving, very sexual, trusting relationship. She knew that what I said was final, and she generally didn't argue about it. She had been playfully disobedient a few times, but she generally did everything I said. Partially, I'm sure, because, during the first week or so of her being there, I told her there would be punishments for disobeying me. About 8 months into our relationship, Baby found out that I absolutely was serious.
I told Baby that I needed to go out of town for the weekend, and I wanted her to come with me. I told her we would leave promptly Friday morning for a 3-hour drive, and I wanted her to be packed up by Thursday morning so we could load the car that evening. When I asked Wednesday morning if she was packed, she told me she decided not to go because she wanted to just lay around the house all weekend.
I told her in no uncertain terms that I expected her to come with me and if she weren't packed by 8 am Thursday morning, she would receive a spanking. Baby opted to sleep in her own room that night because I was wrapping up some things with work so I could take Thursday and Friday off. When I found her at 10 am Thursday morning sitting in the living room still in her nightgown watching TV, I again asked if she was packed. She told me she still did not want to go.
I sat next to her and asked if there was any legitimate reason she didn't want to go. Was she sick? Sad? Had other plans? No, she simply wanted to lay around all weekend. This is frequently what we did on the weekends, but I always expect she will be with me if I leave. After telling her again that she would be accompanying me on the trip and her telling me no again, I grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs.
"Where are we going," she demanded.
"Well, sweetheart, you are going to get a good spanking. I told you to be ready. You're not ready. Now, you are going to receive your consequences," I told her as I pulled her into my bedroom. I pulled my drawer open and pulled out a clitoral vibrator and a small, soft paddle.
I sat on the ottoman at the end of the bed and told her to come over to me. When she walked over, I told her, "Now, bend over Mommy's lap. You are going to do as you're told."
Baby quickly bent over and stayed silent. I lifted her nightgown to expose her bare ass. Beautiful as it was, she was going to have a red ass for a while. I swatted her bottom with the paddle 5 times and watched it turn a soft shade of blush. Baby began to squirm. I swatted her a little harder, "Be still, little girl."
I gave her 10 more swats, each a little harder than the last, and watched her ass turn a deeper shade of pink. I put the paddle to the side and glided my hand over her warm ass, "Mommy doesn't want to spank you, but you are being so disobedient. You need to understand that when I tell you to do something, I want you to do it. Do you understand me?" I used my other hand to grab her ponytail and pull her head back to look at me.
"Yes, Mommy, I understand. I'm sorry," Baby whispered as she looked up at me.