Marie extended her arms, looking for the wooden spoon. She didn’t need too much to feel how sturdy the wooden spoon was. It was going to hurt, she was sure it could be like a paddle. Still, she knew the implement wasn’t all, the one who spank was also important. And her new daddy seemed so strong she was sure she was going to regret her tantrum. Well, she was already regretting it!
Once he handed him the wooden spoon with trembling hands because the anticipation, she mumbled an apology: “I am very sorry papa.”
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