She lied about finishing her chores. The cane and wooden spoon made sure she learned her lesson: Bare, bent, and OTK spanking discipline.

One snarky comment too far earned me a real OTK spanking. Bare, over his knee, I learned exactly where the line was—and why it matters.

He warned me. One more strike on the fridge list, and I’d get disciplined hard. I didn’t believe him, but I should have. Naked Corner Time and the Paddle waited for me.