No Doesn't Matter.
Know, Naught at All.

The cord around my waist loosens, and my pajama bottoms hang lifeless.
Defenseless.
Up, over, and back down the other side.
This is the moment I have feared.
The moment when I know
Trapped.
I'm not afraid anymore though.
No, the only fear I have is that someone else might know.
Might know my secret.
It's a secret.
It's a secret that I want to be trapped to feel free.
Want to know that I'm about to feel pain, and not feel ashamed to be embarrassed.
Not be afraid to be scared.
Exposed.
Skin is my only shelter.
It must weather the storm.
Will I cry? Does it matter?
No.
It doesn't matter if I claw,
if I bite, if I bawl,
or if I fight.
All that matters is that I can be held and paddled helpless until I don't care anymore,
and it won't matter at all.
Not at all.

I'm not kissing the belt this time.

Goosebumps

No No, please don't spank me
Where are we going?
No, not there. PLEASE!
I promise I'll never do it again
Stop, why won't you say something?
Say something! You're not gonna do it are you?
I said I wouldn't do it again! I won't I wo ow on't. Please.
"That's what you said last time young lady"
no, we don't have to go in there. I really won't-
"after I paddled you, remember?"
"You promised over and over you would NEVER do it again"
Yes, I'm sorry. I'm sorry! Please, I won't do it again.
Just one more chance, Give me another chance!
"You'll get another chance, after I'm done spanking you."
No. No! I'm sorry
"and next time you do it I'll whup your butt again"
There won't be a next time, just please no!
"I guess I just didn't spank you hard enough last time"
mfff ah ah ha owwww let me go......