The same pattern ensued. Olivia's tender bottom made her behave like a very good little girl. A week or so after Stephanie had to give her a firm hand-spanking on her panties for screaming at her little brothers and refusing to eat, but it was nothing that required any paddles and she did it on her panties.
The next big realm of trouble came two weeks later. Olivia was told she may keep the belly button ring if Stephanie cleaned it everyday for a few weeks or get it removed and not suffer the humiliation. Olivia opted to keep the ring. The nightly routine included Stephanie taking off Olivia's skirt or pants or lifting up her dress to expose her belly button. If Olivia had not given much attitude that day Stephanie would let her keep her panties on, however if she had and needed to be taken down a few notches Stephanie pulled them right down. She cleaned her piercing thoroughly to prevent an infection. It was very embarrassing to get her panties pulled down almost every night, but Olivia knew protesting with her bare bottom so accessible was a very poor decision for her bottom.
One day Olivia was driving home and did not notice the police officer behind her, so she rolled through a stop sign. She was pulled over but the police officer let her off with a warning. She put the warning slip in her purse and continued driving home. A few hours later Stephanie came into her bedroom to clean her piercing and noticed a paper sticking out of her purse. She quietly took a peak and realized what it was but decided to play dumb.
Olivia came out of her bathroom and laid down on her bed, pulling her nightgown up. Stephanie decided to play dumb, "do you deserve modesty today, were you a good girl, or do I need to pull down your panties?"
"I was good!!" Olivia lied. Stephanie let her get away with it for the moment, but had a plan. Had Olivia been honest, she would have gotten her panties pulled down, a few swats with her hand and been done, the lying is what was going to get her in real trouble, trouble with the bath brush.
A few days later Olivia started to cop a lot of attitude and Stephanie was ready to correct it. It was almost as if Olivia was begging for a spanking.
(Olivia's point of view at dinner) Olivia sat there being as awful as she could possibly make herself be. Did she like being spanked? It was complicated, it hurt like heck sometimes but it made her feel like someone cared and she loved the attention from Stephanie. FINALLY her sass got her sent to her room.
20 minutes later Stephanie walked in and sat down, starting to lecture her on attitude. She also told her she knew about the warning she got about speeding through a stop sign. When the lecture was over Olivia stood between Stephanie's legs to hear her fate. "Wooden spoon on your shorts, hand on your panties and bath brush on your bare bottom. Any extra strokes will be given with your wooden hairbrush. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," squeaked Olivia. When Olivia was over Stephanie's lap the lecture continued.
"I do not feel like I am completely getting through to you with just a spanking," Stephanie said. "So now along with spankings and timeouts you will be also sometimes be getting grounded, privileges taken away, your things taken away, bedtimes, naptimes and if you are really bad you will be put in a diaper that night at bedtime.
"DIAPER?!" cried Olivia.
"Yes. So I suggest you be a good girl or that is what will happen."
