Spanking or else

The notion of KonMari as some creepy semi-embodied but entirely benevolent spirit, like a well-intentioned Bloody Mary, is so perfect and wonderful.

Things happened.

Revealing.

mmmmmm

And no, things did not turn out the way Marcie and I had planned.

The great outdoors.

I have a short little souvenir camp paddle I have always wanted to use on someone. Awkward to do in the canoe, but interesting to think about giving her a red bottom beforehand. Those wicker seats would surely cause some squirming

it would be more relaxing to be off her tiptoes, but that would also mean being pressed down, fully bent over, for the strap

she is trying so hard to hold it together but it is obvious to both of them than in a minute or so she will start her descent into the wordless, crying, snot nosed absolute mess of a woman being taught a real lesson

wriggling around like that can be quite dangerous. He should stop the belting and give her a cache to try again tomorrow, and again daily until she gets it right. It might seem hard but there no question that within a week or two she would learn to hold still, and to channel all her feelings into her crying