The time spent facing the wall is very important. Plenty of time to think over what she's done wrong and to wonder just how bad the spanking that is probably coming her way is going to be. Classic mother/daughter pose here, helped by the significant difference in size of the two participants. The situation has the added bonus that if the girl tries to be clever and back talk her mother, there's a lot of bare leg that could be given a hard smacking first to giver her something else to think about as she stares at the wall for the next fifteen minutes.
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Now if only I had known this when my family was younger. Wonder if it is too late now. Then of course there is my daughter in law. Much to think about.
Old Tom
I know a suitable course of action here.
Being born in 1959 James, I am old enough to have raised two daughters in the strict Southern style (!!) and having gotten myself raised in a strict, religious suburb of Georgia, USA in the 1960s, by my staunchly pro-corporal punishment mother (now in her 80s) with her strong Christian family values setting the rules already. Oh my ! Most families gotten factual accounts like this over time.
Back in the day, if I threw a tantrum or lied in the mall or store (ditto for my sister, naturally) mom would say "Brenda, your backside needs a switching". Oh my ! My world collapsed. No naughty steps or timeouts in the 1960s ! I would cry all the way home knowing that I was gonna get a whooping from mother with the cane, with my knickers pulled down, aka "the hornets net" on my chubby, bare, white bum !! And nothing on Earth gotten to prevent that exact punishment from taking place.
I sure deserved my spankings. They sure licked me into shape.
Blessed by God with my own two daughters in the 1980s I was naturally a strict, loving, conservative mother and so my girls can verify the disciplinary technique James. This angry, exasperated mother in this photo should fetch the trusted, dreaded botty-smacker at once - ideally a thin, flexible cane aka the "Georgia switch" aka "the hornets nest". Standing by the sofa this daughter should be told to put her hands on her head. Mommy slips her hands under the green skirt and pulls a pair of panties down to knees. I recall lots of scolding, tears and "being punished in front of God" (1960s talk from my mother)
The naughty lil' girl bends over the sofa and mom flips up the skirt to reveal the naughty seat of learning and a mass of porcelain-white, fairy-soft, sensitive skin (trembling with goosebumps) ready to receive the rod of correction. Mommy soundly tans her bare backside !!....a bunch of light, flicks of the cane across the bare botty. Spanking with love, the rattan switch dances across the alabaster-white but rapidly reddening surface skin..a lot already. No need to count the strokes.
Mommy ignores the wailing and blubbering. For sure I remember it feels like the skin is being removed from your soft, white hiney...but it's just loving discipline in the Southern tradition. A good spanked bottom from mother. Nothing more, nothing less.
After the whooping, mother pulls up the panties. Smartens down the skirt. Gives her daughter a hug. All is calm and kind. Debts are repaid. And the day continues. That was so normal James !
No fuss. No PC. No snowflakes !
Brenda xx
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