A Cute Contemporary
Domestic Discipline Ditty by Jaycee
"Television shopping, television shopping,
television shopping!" George screamed in exasperation. "Youll bankrupt me
with your addiction. And were running out of places to keep all of this junk you
Both Kathy and George were sitting in bed watching a
shopping network and Kathy had just put down the phone after placing an order. Kathy
replied quietly, yet firmly, "Ill buy what I want, when I want it. After all,
you may be my husband, but you cant rule me. I work and enjoy buying an occasional
thing or two from the shopping program."
"Thing or two!? There were six boxes jammed into our
mailbox when we returned from the weekend visit to your parents. I guess I should have
listened to your mother."
"Oh George, dont be silly." Kathy smiled
"Look Kathy, I dont mind if you spend two
hundred dollars on a good piece of jewelry. You know, like an heirloom! But you buy twenty
pieces of junk. Theres no more room in this apartment. Well need a house and a
catalogue system to rival Queen Elizabeths!"
"Oh George, is this any way to treat your new wife?
You knew I enjoyed relaxing by buying from television."
"Kathy, you probably support the show. How many
other viewers get forms to fill out on the various hosts and hostesses? Im surprised
you didnt invite them to our wedding. Seriously though, Kathy, this obsession must
stop and Ive got a plan. It may seem a bit harsh to a grown woman, but Ive got
to do something."
"Now George, I never complain when you buy your
opera and classical music CDs or records and they are much more expensive than my
"Yes, but theyre neatly stacked in one corner
of the foyer and they dont govern our lives. Anyway, Kathy, I love you and want to
help you overcome this addiction. I spoke to your parents and they agree with me. Now for
"Youre being unreasonable! Youre being a
typical man!" Kathy shouted quite uncharacteristically, but shopping was her passion.
"That does it!" George grabbed Kathy and put
her over his lap so quickly she had no time to fight back.
"George, what are you going to do?"
"Something that should have been done a while
George lifted Kathys nightgown over her head and
held her tightly by the waist.
"Kathy, youve been asking for this." He
said as he smacked her white bottom.
"Ouch! George, are you crazy? Im a grown
And another smack.
Smack followed smack and soon Kathys bottom was
quite pink turning to red. Kathy kicked and squirmed with each slap, but George kept up
his steady pace.
"Ge-e-e-o-o-o-r-r-g-g-e!" screamed a very
sore-bottomed Kathy, "let me up this second.
"Oh, its seconds you want, Kathy, my dear
wife. Fine, then you understand your need for a firm lesson."
"George! How can you?"
"I can easily give you seconds. As a matter of fact,
wheres the hairbrush you bought recently as part of a set? You know the brown
onethat you thought would match our bedroom set. Oh yes, I think its right
here in the top drawer of my end table, since you had no more room in any of your
With his right hand, George held Kathy firmly as he
opened the up the drawer with his left. Kathy saw her chance to get away and struggled to
get out from her embarrassing position. He rummaged through the drawer and felt the
bristles of the brush just in timebecause Kathys wiggling almost caused him to
lose his grip.
"No, no, no Kathy! You cant get away until
youve had all thats coming to you." And with that, George, still holding
Kathy around the waist, with his right hand, held the hairbrush in front of his
"Do you remember this? I havent seen it used.
Seeit still has the sticker on the handle telling what type of wood this is. Since
you havent used it, I think I will.
"Dont you dare, George! My parents never spanked me!
And you're damn well not going to now!"
"There was no television shopping then, Kathy, so what reason
could they possibly have had?"
"Oh, dont be so sarcastic, George. You know what I
"And that, Kathy, brings me to the plan I have to cure you of
your shopping addiction." George was now using both of his hands to rub Kathys
still-hot bottom cheeks.
"I plan to wean you away from television shopping, not force
you to go cold turkey."
"George, please stop rubbing my bottom; its
embarrassing. And let me up to discuss this."
"Oh no. It took me a long time to get you into this position
and I want your tush ready. Besides, Im enjoying the view."
Kathy lifted one leg slightly and banged it down on the bed in a
fit of temper.
George quickly brought the hairbrush down twiceonce on each
cheek-surprising Kathy and letting her feel a bit of pain on her already-sore buttocks and
said, "If you yell, youll get more."
Kathy grimaced, but was silent.
"As I was saying before you interrupted meIll
wean you away from television shopping. You can buy one item a week. A week, Kathy, not a
day." George let the hairbrush glide over Kathys rear end.
"Let me finish. If you buy more than one item per week, I
will give you ten spanks for every item above one. If you buy seven items in a week,
youll get sixty spanks. And since theres no mail delivery on Sunday,
well end the week on Saturday and youll be spanked on Saturday evenings or
"Let me up this minute, George so we can talk."
George let the hairbrush glide against Kathys bottom again,
before lifting it and smacking her four times on each cheek.
"Ouch! Ow! O-o-o-o-o-w! No-o-o-o-o!"
"Are you having difficulty hearing me? Thats my plan!
There is no room for discussion or for any more junk in the house."
Kathy tried to twist around to face George, but he was holding her
securely so she could only lift her head and turn her face to her husband. "George,
were adults. We should talk like adults and not with me in this awkward
"The trouble is, Kathy, you dont handle the shopping
the way an adult would."
"And," Kathy continued, "your plan is ridiculous.
What if I see something I like on Tuesday and order it and then see something I like
better on Thursday? There are times when I might see two or three things I want and then I
might not see anything for a month."
"Youre right, Kathy, this is ridiculous. In the year
weve been married that has never happened. The closets are crammed full of clothes,
the drawers are filled with shirts, lingerie and every conceivable accessory; there are
towels, appliances and heaven knows what else. No, Im firm in this decision. And to
show you that I mean business, Ill demonstrate with your television-bought brush.
Kathys shrieks filled the room as her bottom was sorely
receiving its due. George would not let up until Kathys bottom was the color of her
ruby ring (courtesy of television shopping).
Kathy seemed to have learned her lesson because no packages
arrived in the next few weeks and the television was now tuned to the major networks. She
had not given up her beloved shopping networks, but when she watched, it was usually
without pen and pad. She kept her orders down to one per week as George had instructed.
After all, she did not want another spanking. Her first and only one had caused her pain
for a few days and George always wanted to see if her color had returned to normal. So her
skirt was constantly being lifted and her panties were constantly being loweredeven
after the color returned to normal.
One night George awoke because he thought he heard a
noisevery unusual at 2:15 A.M. in his apartment. Kathy was not in bed. As he walked
out of the bedroom, he saw light coming from the den and heard the drone of voices. As he
peeked in, he saw Kathy eagerly writing numbers on a pad while she sat only a foot away
from the television. The telephone was next to her hip and she held the receiver close to
her ear. Gathered all around her like chicks around a mother hen were more than a dozen
very small packages. Some were opened; some seemed partially opened and some were still in
"KATHY!" George yelled.
Kathy stared in Georges direction. She felt trappedthe
television was tuned to a shopping channel, the telephone was in her hand and the packages
were all around her. She didnt know what to do firstshut off the television,
hang up the phone, or shove the packages out of sight. She did all three in what seemed
like the same moment.
"Yes-s-s, George," she said sweetly. "I was just
going to bed. I couldnt sleep so I decided to watch some television. I..." She
continued in a nervous voice.
"I thought we made a deal about your shopping. And since you
havent kept your part of the bargain, I have to keep mine. By the way, how many
packages have you just shoved under the furniture?"
"Oh George, its late and Im tired. We have to get
up early for work tomorrow."
"In that case, Kathy, lets count the packages and get
the spanking over with."
"Dont be ridiculous, George. Im going to
As Kathy got up to walk to the bedroom, George grabbed her wrist
and pulled his wife over to the couch and across his knee before she could fully gain her
balance. Kathy started to protest, but George quickly lifted her nightgown and bared her
bottom leaving Kathy speechless.
"Now, there are about fifteen packages scattered around. So
thats 140 spanks."
"Wait a minute, George. I bought those over several weeks and
you said I could buy one item per week."
"Thats true, but I saw only one package arrive per
week. So I must assume that they all arrived today."
"Thats not fair, George. Knowing how you felt, I
couldnt show you the packages."
"Well, my lovely wife, if you cant be honest with your
husband..." And with that he slapped Kathys bare cheeks five times each.
"Please dont! Not now!"
"Quiet, its late and we dont want to disturb the
neighbors. Just take your medicine like a good girl."
George resumed the slaps listening to Kathys pleas, but he
did not weaken. The slaps continued as Kathys bottom reddened and she started
wiggling to try to avoid Georges hand. Her movements caused her plump bottom to
jiggle. George kept telling Kathy over and over how lovely her bottom looked.
"Im really enjoying the view, Kathy. Im so glad
you didnt t obey me. I love looking at your jiggling tush. Your bottom looks like
red jelly shimmering on a big dish."
Kathy was sobbing, wiggling on Georges lap and begging him
to stop. "Ow! No more! Please stop, George! Ouch!" But the spanks kept coming.
With thirty more spanks to go, George reached up for the souvenir
paddle hanging on the wall, while still holding Kathy tightly around the waist. At first
she thought this brief interlude meant the end of her ordeal.
"My hand hurts, Kathy. Ill have to use the paddle.
"What about my backside? It hurts, too. Please George,
Im burning up alive. I swear Ill never buy anything ever again."
The paddle continued to descend on Kathys super-sore and
"O-o-o-o-ow! No-o-o-o-o! S-s-s-t-t-t-o-o-o-p!" Kathy
wailed over and over, but George was determined not to give inKathy would get every
Finally the ordeal ended and George gently rubbed Kathys
backside with lotion.
"Oh please, George, even that hurts."
"Have you learned your lesson?"
"Oh I have; I have." George gently kissed Kathys
cheeks, lifted her off his lap and guided her to the bed where she positioned herself
tummy down. George continued to gently soothe Kathy by applying cool lotion to her red
And for the next two months, Kathy did not receive one package.
Then one night when George was still at work, she tuned the television to a shopping
channel, took a pad and pencil and moved the phone closer. She rubbed her bottom before
This time she would be more clever!