After at least twenty minutes of standing in the corner, daddy ordered me to turn around and face him. Now looking into my daddy's eyes, my face all red and stained with stears and my bottom as red and sore as usual, he scolds me about playing with my toy ball inside the house.
It wasn't my fault, I thought, still looking into his stern eyes and nodding my head every time he ask if I'm listening. All I wanted was to bounce my ball up and down, its not like I knew the damn thing was going to hit and brake daddy's TV. *Hmmph*
And now I'm told that I am to get another spanking at bedtime!? This isn't fair! X(
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