“We should spank him til he cries! But your hand isn’t going to be enough. We need a paddle or something.”
As soon as the words left the one boys mouth a large wooden paddle popped into the hand of the son. He smiled happily as he swung the paddle a little up and down.
“Daddy you know how you tell me that the spanking hurts you more than me? I think that’s gonna be true!”
The man turned and saw the paddle and his anger increased. “No! You will not use that on me, put it down this instant and let me up so we can go home.”
WHACK! The large paddle made contact and even the son was surprised at how much power he was able to put into it. The girl clapped her hands as she saw the Daddy buck a bit and told his son to be sure to do the spanks quickly. After all he didn’t do them slowly when they walked up.
The son nodded and brought the paddle back 5 times in fairly rapid succession. As each one landed Daddy cried out and begged for him to stop, but similarly to his own sons pleas they were ignored.
“Hmmm I like this paddle but I kinda wish he was more embarrassed. What can we do?”
The kids offered up ideas on all kinds of things - they could make him crawl through the park like a dog, they could make him ask strangers to spank him, they could make him stand with his hands behind his head on display… all were good ideas but the son wanted something to make his Daddy really really never want to spank him in public like that again.
Then with a gleam in her eye the little girl had an idea.