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Her parents were strict, and when she failed two quizzes, they were quick to punish her. She was sternly lectured for a long time, and then told they would both spank her.
Her mother spanked her first, pulling the poor girl over her knee and spanking her bottom with the wooden hairbrush while the girl pleaded for forgiveness and promised to be good. Her mother ignored her pleas and continued spanking her errant daughter until the girl could only sob as her bottom throbbed painfully.
At last her mother let her stand and put the crying girl in the corner. Her mother placed two pillows on the bed. She then summoned the still crying girl from tbe corner. Her mother made her lower her skirt and panties and lie face down on the bed with her hips positioned over the pillows, presenting her red bottom for the rest of her spanking.
"Just wait until you father gets in here, young lady!"
Her mother left the room and a moment later her father entered. She hear him undo his belt and slide it through his belt loops, and she began to cry harder, again begging for forgiveness. He too ignored her pleas, doubling the belt and raising his arm. The leather belt swished through the air and struck her sore, red bottom with a CRACK, and the girl shouted in pain as more tears streamed down her cheeks. Her father continued to whip her bottom with the belt and the only sounds in the room for several moments were the CRACK of leather against her bottom and her shrieks and sobs. It wasn't until the girl was a bawling, trembling mess with a deep crimson bottom that her father at last stopped whipping the miserable girl, leaving her to sob along on the bed, her firey red bottom prominently displayed.
