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Smack..!
Smack...!!
Smack....!!!
Smack.....!!!!
She used a steady pattern. Taking her time. One big smack on the right buttock, a small pause and another on the right..! The next was on the left again and the following on the right.
She smacked hard..! A high piercing cry escaped Cynthia's mouth every time a smack landed.
Cynthia knew she would be over her mother's knee for a long time...
Smack....!!!!
Smack....!!!!
Smack....!!!!
Smack....!!!!
'Ohhhhh...!!! Please....!!! Not so hard...!!!'
It was different. Different compared with the times she was spanked as a child. Those were short and brisk. Over the knee, a short series of whacks and it was over and done with.
Now at the tender age of eighteen, she was spanked in a regular steady rhythm that could last for up to fifteen minutes. The smacks hard, right from the beginning. Coming down with force onto her very bare buttocks...
Mom had stopped spanking her when she became a woman, but her life became a mess without discipline.
So at the age of seventeen she had asked her mom to return to the old system and spank her.
'You're a grown woman now, Cynthia, so it will not be a childish punishment anymore. When I take you over my knee, it will be for an 'adult spanking' as my father used to call it when he spanked me.'
And so it happened. About every two months Cynthia ended up across her mother's lap. The only 'childish' thing from the past that mom made her put her pyjamas on first.
Not that the pyjama bottoms stayed in place, but it remembered her of her childhood spankings. Made her feel a naughty little girl again.
Sometimes she was made to count the smacks and an average spanking easily counted over 200 smacks...
Her buttocks beet-red and burning when it was finally over.
She was made to stay in the corner with her pyjama pants down and had to wait till mom came to hug her.
