Disclaimer: The following story contains spanking themes.  If you are under 
age, or offended by such matter, read no further.

This story is Copyright (c) 1996 by Don A. Landhill (DAL).  All rights 
reserved, do not copy or redistribute without permission.


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		The Scolding

	“You’ve been a very bad little girl, Mary. I don’t know when I’ve seen 
such naughtiness from you.  Sometimes I think you’re *trying* to drive me 
crazy, or see just how bad you can be.  Well, you’ve certainly gone too far this 
time.”

	“So you’re sorry, are you? Well, don’t think that pleading looks and 
downcast eyes are going to have any effect on *me*, Young Lady. When I get 
done with you, you’re going to be the sorriest little girl ever.  You’re going to 
get the spanking of your young life, Bad Girl, and we’ll see if that teaches you 
to mend your ways. “

	“You let a check bounce, Missy,  because you were too lazy to make a 
deposit.  That’s twenty dollars for the check, fifteen more to the bank, and ten 
more to the store. Maybe forty-five good hard swats with the paddle will teach 
you to be responsible about money.  In fact, I think we’ll make it an even fifty, 
to make sure the lesson sticks.”

	“Did you think that I wouldn’t find out how rude you were to my 
friend Michael?  What did you mean by telling him to ‘Butt out!’ when he 
offered you kindly meant -- and I might add quite wise -- advice? What’s that? 
‘Just a joke.’? We’ll see how funny you think it is when you go over my knee 
for a hard hand-spanking, before you sit down, bare bottomed of course, on the 
wicker chair to write a note of apology to Michael.  If you *ever* do anything 
like this again, I have a good mind to invite him over to *see* you get spanked -
- and maybe lend a hand himself. Perhaps that will teach you to mind your 
manners.”

	“The living room you were supposed to have vacuumed and dusted is 
*filthy*. The bathroom you are  supposed to clean is actually *moldy*. The 
shopping you were to do isn’t done.  And when I asked you said that your 
chores were all done.  *That*, was an out-and-out  *lie*, Missy. What? You 
‘meant to’? You’re ‘going to’? Indeed you are, with a sore bottom from three 
dozen with the 18 inch ruler.  Maybe that will teach you about organization.”

	“As for your lies, another dozen with the ruler on your palms, and a 
good mouthsoaping, may remind you to tell the truth in future.”

	 “And last night you came home three hours late and *DRUNK*! You 
*Drove*! You’re grounded for two weeks; no car for a month.  For breaking 
curfew, two dozen with the strap. For drinking we’ll wear out a pair of switches 
on your thighs.  And for Drunk Driving -- thirty-six with the heavy cane.  
Perhaps that will change your ways.”

	“Now stand in the corner, skirts up, until I’m ready to deal with you.  
And think!”

	While Mary stood in the corner, she thought hard. She wished she had 
a boyfriend who would spank her good.  Scolding yourself just wasn’t the same.

-D.A.L.
 August 1996