This series takes place in the rejuve universe that was created by Lurking Dragon, who has graciously allowed us to play in it. Sydney Marie is a Penitatas who was duly tried and convicted to a sentence of 2x8-12. She was settled with female parents who are in a 24/7 D/s relationship. This is the 5th series I've done with this character I believe.
   —Kessily

Sydney Marie was having a very bad day. One of those days that live on in your memory long after, just because of how bad it had gotten. She hadn't even had a chance to think it might be a good day because it had gone wrong right at the start!

"Sydney, time to get up honey," Kay said cheerfully.

Sydney sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes and yawning. Suddenly, before she could even wake up properly, her world was spinning. She was completely disoriented as the room whirled and she found herself tucked over Mommy Kay's knee.

"Huh...Wha? Mommy Kay nooooo pleaseee!" Sydney Marie begged. She had just realized that she was about to get one of her Mommy's favorite morning wake up spankings.

"Oh yes honey. I haven't given you a good morning spanking in such a long time! Just think about how sore your little bottom is going to be, sitting on those hard seats on a nice tender backside!" Kay said happily.

Sydney felt her pajama bottoms whisked right down to her ankles, and her panties joined them just as fast. She took a deep breath and then released it in a choking gasp when a hard hand connected with her bare cheeks.

A couple smacks had Sydney already beginning to squirm and wiggle over her mommy's knee. A few dozen more, and Sydney had begun to kick and howl. All the noise and fuss she made didn't stop even one hard slap from landing across her naked fanny though. Kay didn't stop until her little girl's plump bottom was a nice sore looking shade of red!

"There you go, you naughty little penitatas!" Kay said as she set the sobbing little girl back on her feet. Sydney danced around; rubbing her flaming hiney and screeching like a banshee for several minutes until Kay stopped her to remind her about school. "It's past time to get dressed and ready for school. You don't want to be late today," Kay said knowingly.

A penitatas who was late to school was in for a very long, very hard paddling in front of the classroom. A punishment like that was horrible enough on its own, but would be much worse on an already tenderized bottom. Sydney Marie knew without even asking, that if she were late to school she would not be provided with an excusing note. No, she would simply have to take the extra punishment.

With that threat hanging over her head, the small girl rushed to get dressed. She raced downstairs (receiving a few smacks for running in the house) and gobbled up her breakfast as fast as she could. Unfortunately her morning spanking had taken just a little too long. She stepped through the school doors just in time to hear the bell ring.

With tear filled eyes, poor Sydney turned and headed to the main office for a late pass. The school secretary clucked her tongue as she filled out the pass. It showed that Sydney had arrived late with no excuse, and doomed her to a severe classroom punishment.

Since the pass was time stamped, Sydney wasted no time in getting to her classroom. As much as she would have liked to delay, she knew that would only make things worse for her poor bottom. "Mrs. Rose, I got here late," Sydney whispered sadly. She handed her pass to the teacher, and looked down at her feet.

"You know what this means Sydney Marie," Mrs. Rose said firmly. Sydney nodded; of course she did, all the little pennies knew. "Fetch the paddle young lady," the woman ordered.

Sydney trudged across the room to retrieve the schoolhouse paddle, which hung in plain sight. She lifted it from its peg and carried it back to Mrs. Rose. The teacher touched the control panel on the arm of her hover chair, and it obligingly moved around the desk, so that all of the children would get a good view of Sydney Marie's paddling.

"Up here you naughty penny!" Mrs. Rose commanded, patting her knee. Sydney, already sniffling, took the required few steps and bent across the woman's lap. In a flash her school kilt was up, and her white panties were down.

Mrs. Rose tapped the target gently with the wooden implement. "Well, I can see why you were late this morning," she mused. The bare bottom over her knee had obviously been soundly spanked just a short time before.

Sydney blushed furiously in embarrassment. She knew that her classmates and friends were getting quite an eyeful of her brightly colored backside. She had only a second to ponder her mortification however, before the burning pain of the schoolhouse paddle was imparted to her bouncing cheeks.

"Ouch ow! Nooo Mrs. Rose... pleasee I got spanked soooo hard this morning already," Sydney begged. Her little legs kicked up and down desperately. The teacher's immobile legs did not in any way hinder her from holding the naughty little criminal still enough to deliver a thorough paddling though, and Sydney couldn't worm her way free no matter how she tried.

"You stay still little girl or I'll have you in the corner all day," Mrs. Rose warned her, when the struggling became a little too inconvenient. Since Sydney had no desire to spend the entire day sitting on hard topped stool, facing the wall, and getting the fire in her bottom reawakened at painful intervals, she immediately settled down.

She did not take her punishment stoically by any means, nor was she still, but some kicking and screaming was to be expected, and was allowable. Even for naughty little rejuves like Sydney Marie.

When a criminal was rejuvenated and sentenced to a cycle of hard time, they got punished hard, and frequently. They were supposed to take their punishments without much fighting, but there were limits to the amount of pain someone could take without struggling at least some.

So, as long as Sydney Marie didn't try too hard to get free. Or didn't shriek too loudly, she didn't earn herself an extra bottom roasting. The small girl managed to keep enough control, just barely, to avoid that unwelcome fate. The teacher finished the harsh paddling, none too soon in Sydney's opinion, and sent the bawling little girl to cry herself out in the corner.

At least she was allowed to stand, and didn't have to sit, yet, on her sore bottom, but that was all the mercy she could look forward to. And that was only the beginning of Sydney's very bad day; it wasn't even lunch yet!

Sydney Marie spent most of a very long, dull morning standing in the corner. She even missed morning recess. When everyone came in from the playground and settled down at their desks, Sydney was finally allowed to pull up her panties and go and sit down.

There were a few titters when she settled her weight down on her sore little fanny, and immediately jumped back up with a howl. Not wanting to incur the wrath of her teacher though, she quickly quieted down and sat again, with a little more care.

It was difficult to concentrate on her studies for the remainder of the morning. She couldn't help but wiggle in her seat. It was understandable of course. After all her bottom was very tender and painful, but pennies were given little leeway and too much squirming could earn her another backside roasting.

She made it till lunch with only a warning luckily. She sat quietly at her assigned place in the lunchroom, talking in low tones with her friends, and being very sure to eat everything on her plate. Even the icky green veggies. The last thing she wanted was to get a spanking for being naughty during lunch.

The afternoon passed faster then she had expected. Her seat was still sore, but the sting had settled down to a dull throb and she was able to get some of her work done. An hour before the end of school Mrs. Rose called her up to the front desk. She handed the little girl a sealed envelope, "Make sure you give this to your parents young lady," the teacher said firmly.

Sydney Marie bit her lip and her eyes filled with tears as she took the envelope and went back to her desk. The innocent looking envelope sat on the corner of her desk and her eyes kept flickering to it. She knew that it meant she would be receiving yet another spanking when she got home. She knew the rules; a spanking at school meant one at home. Even if one at home had caused her to get one at school in the first place.

It was difficult to wait out the remaining hour of school, and she came very close to getting in more trouble. But Mrs. Rose was understanding and let her off with a warning instead. She was glad to grab her coat and bag and (walking, not running!) leave the building for the day!

She didn't stop to play on the playground like some of the other children. She hadn't gotten permission from her Mommies to get home late, and having been given a note automatically meant she would have had to go straight home anyway.

She trudged home slowly, holding the stiff envelope in her hand. She knew it was explaining to her Mommies about her school paddling. She wished there was some way she could just get rid of it. Without stopping to consider her actions, Sydney loosened her grip on it just a little and 'accidentally' let the teacher's letter drop to the ground.

She continued home with a much lighter heart. Like all children, Sydney had a tendency to forget that there was no way she could get away with such behavior. That as a Penitatas she was watched much too carefully for her to escape the consequences of any infraction, no matter how large or small.

Mommy Cindy was waiting for her when she got home. She hung up her jacket carefully, and went into the kitchen for her after school snack. Cindy looked up at Sydney Marie expectantly. "How was your day?" she asked.

Sydney averted her eyes as she sat down and picked up her big glass of milk, "It was okay. I have a lot of homework though," she replied.

Cindy nodded, she waited for a few minutes and when Sydney didn't add anything further she looked a bit disappointed and got up from the table. "Make sure you rinse your glass before you go and do your homework little girl," she said, leaving the kitchen.

Sydney nodded without looking up. She gulped down her milk and ate the two cookies (oatmeal, rated for health not necessarily for the taste, but they weren't half bad) and then picked up her schoolbag and went straight to her room.

Alone, with her door closed, sitting at her desk and supposedly working on her homework, she had a lot of time to think. Her stomach began doing flips in her belly and she was starting to feel sick. Her teacher was bound to ask if she had given her Mommies the letter, perhaps it was even supposed to be signed!

She wasn't aware that Cindy was on the phone with Kay right now, and that neither of them were at all happy with their little girl. Mrs. Rose had of course sent a copy of the letter to both of them at their email accounts. The paper she had sent home with Sydney was only a formality. It was simply another prop to make her feel like a naughty little girl, part of the punishment.

Cindy had been taken aback when her daughter hadn't handed her the note immediately. She'd waited patiently though, hoping Sydney had just forgotten...but still no note. Sadly she had called Kay to inform her that their little girl was in very deep trouble. Poor little Sydney Marie had just made her day a LOT worse!

Sydney sat nervously at her desk. She was doing more fidgeting than studying. She felt just awful. Her stomach was in knots and she was feeling really guilty. In fact, she felt exactly like a bad little girl who deserved to be punished.

When Mommy Cindy opened her bedroom door a few minutes later and gave her a stern look, Sydney Marie knew that she had been caught and was going to get what she deserved. "M.m.mommy?" she asked, hoping that her mommy was looking angry for another reason.

"You've been a naughty girl today, haven't you?" Cindy demanded.

Sydney's bottom lip quivered and her tender backside tingled and clenched nervously. "I...I..." she stammered.

"Don't you dare lie little girl!" Cindy interrupted. She placed her hands on her hips and glared at her young charge.

Sydney Marie looked down at her desk and shifted in her chair, "Yes mommy," she admitted softly.

"I thought so! Let's hear it," Cindy demanded. She waited impatiently for only a few seconds before she began tapping her foot. "I'm waiting young lady," she said after a few more seconds. She was certainly not in the mood to wait for Sydney to try to figure out a way to say it, where it wouldn't sound as bad.

"I...I...got s.s.spanked at s.s.chool 'cause I was l.late this mornin'," Sydney blurted out quickly. Her eyes filled with tears when she snuck a look at her Mommy's disappointed face.

"And?"

"I..h.had a note...but I lost it..."

"Lost it?!?" Cindy exclaimed. She fixed her daughter with a penetrating stare, daring her to admit that it hadn't been lost at all.

"I...sorta lost it on purpose mommy," Sydney admitted with a loud sniffle. She jumped off her chair and ran to Cindy, throwing her arms around the woman's legs and wailing loudly. "I'mmm sorrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyy."

Cindy continued to scowl for a moment, and then her face softened. She wrapped her arms around the distraught little girl and picked her up. She walked over to the bed, carrying her daughter and settled herself down against the headboard. "Shhh Sydney Marie. No tears right now. You'll have plenty of reason to cry later, but we're going to have a talk first," Cindy said firmly.

Sydney tried to stop crying; she really did. She rubbed at her eyes with the back of one chubby hand, and she sniffled hard, but she kept thinking about how badly her bare little bottom was going to get roasted. The more she thought about it, the harder her tears began to fall.

Cindy began to lose patience very quickly. "All right little girl, maybe you need a time out to calm down," she finally decided. She picked Sydney up and carried her over to the little girl's 'special' corner. The one she knew so well...

She put the dark haired child down with her nose to the wall, "You can stay there until you settle down little girl. You were a very naughty girl today, and you're going to be punished. You can just accept that, my disobedient little penny!" Cindy retreated to sit on the bed and watch the sobbing child.

After a few minutes of hard crying, Sydney began to realize she wasn't earning a reprieve and her tears trickled to a stop. She hadn't been crying on purpose exactly...but somewhere inside of her she was still remembering her first childhood. Her real mommy and daddy had always given in when she cried.

They couldn't stand to see their precious baby so upset, so they would always decide to let her off lightly, or with a warning. It was very easy for Sydney Marie to fall back into that place, and even though she knew better, she still kept expecting people to be 'fair' and forgive her without punishing.

But she was a penitatas now, and bad little pennies always got spanked, and spanked hard, when they broke the rules. When her sad little sniffles had slowed down to just the occasional 'sniff' Cindy called her over, "Come here Sydney Marie."

Sydney obeyed, reluctantly, and shuffled across the carpet. She kept her eyes down as she moved, and seeing her mommy's feet in her view, she stopped. "Are you calm now?" she was asked.

"Yes mommy," the girl replied, with only a slight hitch in her voice.

"That's better. You don't need to cry that hard until you have a reason to, and believe me you WILL have a reason to, but first we're going to talk!" Cindy said firmly. Immediately Sydney's eyes filled with tears, but her mommy was having none of it, "If you start crying again young lady, I am going to put you right back in that corner, and you can just stay there until dinner!"

That threat put a halt to the waterworks; Sydney choked them back desperately. "That's better," Cindy said grudgingly. "Now," she said, as she pulled the child into her lap, "I want to know why you didn't tell me about the note, and why you lost it on purpose. I know you didn't think you'd get away with it," Cindy stated.

"I...just...my bottom hurts so much. I didn't want another spankin'!" Sydney exclaimed. "It wasn't fair! I tried to get to school on time. I ran all the way. An' then I got spanked and... and it wasn't fair to get spanked at home again!" Sydney insisted. She felt angry, upset, and...and a whole bunch of other emotions she couldn't even identify.

Cindy listened calmly. She knew it was important for a penny to be able to express those feelings. Without letting them out they would fester, and if that happened the child would never be rehabilitated into a responsible citizen. So, she listened and then she explained a few things that the girl had forgotten.

"It's not meant to be fair, honey. You were sentenced to be rejuved, to be punished, because you broke the law. Several, actually. Your first sentence, as a hard time penitatas, is meant to be extremely unfair. We are trying to show you what you have to look forward to if you ever decide to break the laws again."

She tipped Sydney's head back so she could look into the girl's pretty brown eyes, "I know that's hard for you to understand now. You are being spanked and punished in all kinds of ways. You aren't used to it and it feels like you are being mistreated, but you have to remember that you've earned it," she said.

Sydney scowled, not responding, so Cindy continued, "Your job is to be the best little girl you can be. To behave as well as you can, because every time you break even the smallest little rule, we are going to punish you severely. We have to, it's our duty to the corrections board; it's our duty to you!"

Cindy hugged the little girl tight in her arms, "But we love you too, honey. You are our sweet little girl and we enjoy showering you with love and hugs. Dressing you up in pretty clothes," here she laughed because of the expression Sydney screwed her face up into.

"Yes, I know you don't like the clothes, but we do and you look so pretty in them," Cindy said, smiling. "By the time you finish this cycle you will feel loved and cherished, but you will also feel like you've repented of all of those naughty things you did before your rejuve. I think you got to be a bit spoiled and selfish in your old life, but we are going to raise you up to be a well mannered young lady this time!" Cindy exclaimed.

"I guess that makes sense... I mean I know I'm supposed to get punished...it's just that..." Sydney heaved a big sigh. "I know I deserve a spankin' Mommy. It's just hard to remember that I deserve it sometimes," she admitted. She was still upset, but her anger had drained away.

Cindy gave Sydney Marie another tight hug and then her face hardened, "Then I think we have a few things to discuss, don't we?" she asked rhetorically.

"Yes Mommy," Sydney Marie replied sadly.

"Well, we had better get started. When Kay comes home she is going to want to see a naughty, well spanked girl standing in the corner, and ready for her to spank!" Cindy announced. After a brief hiatus, Sydney's bad day was continuing.

"Up and over my lap little girl," Cindy ordered. Sydney sniffled and started to comply but Cindy stopped her, "Let's just get rid of these panties first. You won't be needing them for a while," she remarked. She grabbed the cotton underpants by the waistband and yanked them right down to Sydney's ankles.

"Noooo Mommmmmy! Not on the bare bottom!" Sydney said immediately. It was pointless of course. Every penny knew that spankings were almost always given on the bare bottom. It was tradition for the little convicts to beg, but it was also tradition for their parents to ignore such pleas. Cindy flipped the girl easily across her lap.

The short school tartan that Sydney wore slid up onto her back, leaving her bottom bare and exposed. It was barely pinkened despite the spankings she had already received that day. A fact Sydney wouldn't have believed since her bottom certainly felt as though it had been blistered and bruised!

Cindy's hand swooped down with an audible swishing sound, and Sydney Marie tensed up, but the hand came to a stop and landed only with a light pat instead. Sydney sighed; it was awful when they tricked you into tensing up like that. The hand rested on her cheeks and the girl knew it was waiting until she relaxed before it would begin.

With a miserable sniff she forced herself to unclench her bottom cheeks. As she had expected, that signaled the beginning of the afternoon spanking. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK...her mommy's hand began to pepper her poor little backside with sharp stinging spanks.

"Ow ow ow! Mommy not so hard!" Sydney begged. "Pleaseeee it hurtsss!"

"That's just too bad little penny! You've been extremely naughty today, and you are going to get your rump toasted nicely!" Cindy informed her. Cindy immediately stepped up the tempo of the punishment, angling her hand to catch the underhang of the girl's bottom, slapping the sit spot until it grew red and sore looking.

"Mommmmyyyy," Sydney Marie wailed in distress. Her little legs began kicking frantically, and though she tried hard not to, she couldn't help but squirm to get free of the maternal lap. She couldn't get loose of course, and the only result of her struggles was a severe attack to the back of her upper thighs.

"You keep those legs of yours down Sydney Marie!" Cindy scolded. She picked a spot on the back of the little girl's left thigh and spanked it hard until Sydney Marie stopped struggling and kicking. She collapsed limp and sobbing, all the fight had been spanked out of her.

Once that happened, Cindy went back to her normal spanking routine. Moving her hand around, she spanked the bottom and thighs of her daughter until everything was a nice uniform cherry red color. Then she paused to inspect. Each time she found a spot that wasn't quite red enough; she attacked it with a vengeance. Her hand flashed down, smacking several times there until the skin of that area matched.

She had to be sure she had done an extra good job on the little Penitatas because Kay would be inspecting the punished bottom when she got home, and Cindy's own ability to sit would be in jeopardy if Kay wasn't pleased. Finally, Cindy was satisfied; Sydney Marie was a tearfully contrite young lady when Cindy picked her up and set her down on her own feet.

Before Sydney could heave a sigh of relief however, Cindy was spanking the little girl across the room and into her own 'special corner'. "Pull your skirt up in back," Cindy ordered. Sobbing, the child dropped her head against the wall and reached back with both hands to pull the short skirt above her sore bottom.

Cindy let her stand there holding up her skirt for a good twenty minutes, long enough for the girl's sobs to settle down to quiet tears. Cindy called the little girl from the corner, when it was time to start preparing the evening meal, "Come alone Sydney. You can sit on the corner stool in the kitchen while I cook."

Sydney choked back a sob; the last thing she wanted to do was sit down on a hard wooden stool. She followed her Mommy down the stairs quietly, hoping that her Mommy wouldn't think of putting the horrid green mat on the stool.

She was very glad when Cindy didn't mention it. So glad that she climbed right up on the stool without a word of complaint. Except for the occasional sniffle, Sydney Marie didn't make a sound as she sat facing the bare wall in front of her. Behind her she could hear the rattle of pans and plates, as dinner was prepared.

Her stomach growled and she wondered if she would be going to bed without supper. It was very rare that she was sent to bed without something to eat first, but she had been spectacularly naughty that day so it was hard to say. It was safe to assume that if she did get dinner it would probably consist of something healthy but yucky tasting. And of course she would be expected to clean her plate.

Sigh.

What a bad day it had been; she just hoped it wasn't going to get any worse.

Sydney was still facing the wall when she heard her second mommy come home. Kay greeted Cindy with a hug and then wasted no time in approaching her naughty Penitatas daughter.

"Well young lady, I hear you've had quite a day," she said. Sydney could almost hear a frown in her voice. "Off the stool please."

Sydney slid off the hard topped stool reluctantly. A few minutes before she would have begged to get off her sore bottom, but suddenly she felt a lot safer with it tucked underneath her. "Mommy I'm awfully sorry," she said, whimpering.

"You should be! Naughty girl. I can hardly believe that you deliberately lost a note from your teacher!" Kay said. She was clearly irritated and Sydney Marie knew she was in big trouble. "As soon as we're finished with dinner you are going to find out what happens to little girls who try to be deceitful," she warned.

"Yes Mommy," Sydney looked down as tears sprang to her eyes. She didn't like being in trouble because she hated to be punished, but it was even worse knowing that her parents were angry or disappointed in her.

"Mmmhmmm," Kay said noncommittally. "Well, you have a slight reprieve since it looks like dinner is about done. Go wash your hands."

When Sydney Marie returned from the bathroom she quietly took her place at the table. She obediently set her bare fanny down on the cold wooden seat. Cindy and Kay both had plates of steak and potatoes in front of them, but when she looked down at her own plate she found her least favorite meal in the world, liver and artichokes. Her mouth twisted and she looked up with complaints on her lips. One look from Mommy Cindy made her change her mind about voicing them, though.

"I expect you to clear that plate Sydney Marie," Cindy said firmly. Penitatas children quickly learned to eat what was put before them even when (especially when) it was something they didn't like. Nasty tasting medicine, yucky or tasteless food, and childish clothing were all part of the punishment package that came with being a convicted criminal. None of them liked it, but like Sydney they had learned to (reluctantly) live with it.

The little girl slowly picked up her fork and began prodding the lifeless meat in an ill-disguised attempt at eating. Kay cleared her throat and Sydney sighed and put the first bite into her mouth. She tried to swallow without chewing to avoid the taste but that was another no-no and she got another look. Realizing she was already on thin ice, the Penny decided to behave herself. She chewed each bite before she swallowed and did eventually finish all of the good-sized portions that had been placed in front of her.

Her mommies, in their usual style, took their time eating while they discussed their day. To Sydney's discomfort this night a lot of the conversation revolved around her and her behavior, and even though she ate slowly she still finished before either of them. She waited quietly in her seat as she had been taught to do and fairly soon after Cindy noticed she was finished.

"You can put your plate in the washer and go and wait in your room young lady," she said.

Sydney dragged herself out of her chair, put her dish away, and then trooped up the stairs. She very carefully did NOT stomp or make any extra noise as she did so. She went straight to her own special corner of her bedroom, and stood with her nose touching the wall. With a very long and painful punishment coming already, the last thing she wanted was to get in trouble for not being where she should have been.

She waited nervously and tried not to think about what she had to look forward to. Every time her mind touched on the subject of her punishment her bottom cheeks clenched anxiously and that only reminded her of how sore they already were. To distract herself she replayed the events of the day, trying to figure out where everything had gone so dreadfully wrong.

She knew that her morning spanking hadn't really been earned. It was just one of the many punishments that she got because she was a penitatas. She also knew that the school discipline she had received was probably not for wrong doing on her part. After all, it was her Mommy Kay's wake up spanking that had made her late.

Her mind kept telling her that none of it was her fault and it was all unfair. If her Mommy hadn't made her late, then there wouldn't have been a note from her teacher, and she wouldn't have gotten in trouble for not bringing it home. It was always like this; she tried and tried to remember that it wasn't unfair because it had been her own crimes that had condemned her to life as a Penny, but it was so HARD!

Still, as the corner time dragged on she was forced to consider the fact that she had known better then to 'accidentally' lose the note, and that some part of her had known she would never get away with it. Further introspection made her conclude that it had been an act of rebellious protest on her part.

Sydney Marie sighed heavily; once again her rash behaviors had gotten her in deep. When she had been a child (for the first time) she would easily have been able to plead her way out of trouble. Her father and mother had doted on her, adoring her as their only daughter, so she had gotten away with a lot, but the reality was that she was no longer an innocent Kindern who could be spoiled. She was now, unfortunately for her, a Penitatas who was serving out a well-deserved sentence.

Through lack of anything more interesting to occupy her mind, the young girl's meditations had finally gotten her to the conclusion that she had in fact earned the harsh punishment she was about to receive. It happened just in the nick of time too. No sooner had she resigned herself to her fate, than she heard the slow and methodical steps of her Mommy coming down the hallway.

She swallowed hard and forced herself to relax the muscles in her vulnerable bottom, which had instantly clenched in a panic on hearing the steps. Her hands flew back to cover her poor red backside, and she began desperately praying that it was all a bad dream and she had been a good girl. But she didn't wake up and the footsteps kept moving closer until she knew that her Mommy was in the room.

"Move those hands little girl. I want to see how well spanked you've been," Kay ordered.

Sydney stifled a sob and moved her hands to clench them in front of her. "Hmmm, well you certainly are nicely reddened. I'd say you've had enough warming up. Come over here young lady."

Sydney turned around, keeping her eyes on the carpet as she shuffled over to stand in front of her Mommy. Kay had already taken a seat on the bed and Sydney Marie stopped when she could see the woman's shoes in front of her. "Look up Sydney," Kay said firmly. She helped her daughter by placing one finger under her chin and lifting it until she could see the little girl's brown eyes.

"I'm sorry Mommy," Sydney wailed. She threw herself into Mommy Kay's arms and the woman immediately wrapped her in an embrace.

"Shhhh, calm down honey. I know you're sorry," Kay said, reassuringly. She took the child into her lap to soothe her. It was pretty much the only part of the day that the Penny had enjoyed thus far.

Kay held her daughter in her lap, soothing her without words while the little girl cried from shame. As nice as her mommy was being though, Sydney Marie knew that her tears weren't going to save her from a well-deserved spanking. Mommy Kay was a firm believer in delivering exactly what she promised; she would hold the Penny until she was calm, she would discuss the miscreant's crime with her and then she would deliver a very long and thorough punishment.

After several minutes of heavy crying, Sydney's tears trickled to a stop. Kay noticed and handed the girl a soft cloth to wipe her nose, "All finished...for now?" she asked kindly. Her daughter nodded slowly, brown eyes still moist. "Good, now you already know you've earned a good hard blistering my dear...uh-uh no more tears young lady!" Kay hastened to interject as Sydney's face clouded up again.

"But...but I don't wanna have another spankin'. It hurts too bad Mommy!" Pleading, the little girl twisted her shirt hem in her hands, knowing it would do no good.

"I'm sure you don't kiddo, but you know as well as I do that you deserve this one." Kay paused and waited, "Well? You know that don't you?" she pressed.

"Yes mommy," Sydney whispered.

"Good girl. Now tell me why."

"Cause I...I got in trouble at school and...and I was s'posed to bring a note home but...I lost it."

"Sydney don't split hairs. You threw the note away. That is NOT the same thing as losing it," Kay reproved her.

"Wellll I didn't exactly..."

Kay cut her off, "Don't you dare, little girl. You are already in enough trouble," Kay said. "By the time you finish this cycle Sydney Marie, I promise you that you will learn not to try to prevaricate your way out of trouble. You need to learn to accept responsibility for your actions, and that means remembering that you earned your sentence as a Penitatas. Even if you don't feel a spanking was fairly earned, you had better remember that it's all part of your punishment," Kay lectured.

She was bound and determined to improve certain faults that her little daughter had acquired at some point in her previous life. For Sydney's own sake it was necessary. The girl would never make soft time or Completas if she went before the judge and began complaining about the unfairness of it all. It would certainly convince Corrections that she hadn't accepted her guilt and become a rehabilitated citizen, ready to go on to growing up. That was a failure Kay would not allow under any circumstances.

"I think Cindy and I may need to look into some stricter rules for you my little Penny girl," Kay said solemnly. "In the meantime, I believe we have a spanking to take care of."

Sydney sighed, "Yes mommy," she said as she slid out of her Mommy's arms and onto the floor. The lecture had reminded her once again about her state of disgrace and she was trying hard to be obedient and remember what a naughty girl she had been.

"Go and get me your hairbrush Sydney Marie. I think a good dose of that will remind you to be a good girl in the future!"

Sydney blanched; she hated her hairbrush. It was an awful thing, made of heavy walnut wood and heavily lacquered to impart a magnificent amount of sting to her tender cheeks. Her legs trembled as she approached her dresser. She picked it up by the handle and held it nearly at arm's length as she carried it back to her mommy, handing it over carefully.

Kay looked at the brush and said, "I'm waiting..." She looked at her child expectantly.

Sydney's mouth twisted but she sighed and said the required words. "I've been a very naughty girl Mommy. Please use my hairbrush to spank me so I will be a good girl again."

"That sounds like a very good idea. I think I will," Kay said, a slight smile on her face. She accepted the hairbrush and set it next to her on the bed. Then she reached for Sydney Marie and placed the small girl face down over her knees. The short skirt was folded up across her back easily, and of course there were no panties to be lowered.

"Well, that bottom certainly is nice and red. You hardly need a warm up at all, but I think a short one won't hurt," Kay decided. She liked giving hand spankings because they always felt more personal. It made them closer in a strange way. She started off with a flurry of brisk smacks that had the poor girl kicking and whimpering, but tears hadn't started yet and they had a long way to go.

Only when Sydney Marie's backside was hot and sore, the pain from the earlier punishments refreshed, did Kay pick up the solid wooden brush. "I will not have a deceitful child in my house Sydney Marie." She brought the implement down directly on the soft spot where hips met thigh. It landed with an audible *CRACK*.

"I'm sorryyyyyy," Sydney wailed.

"Pretending to lose a note when you know very well you threw it away is a LIE. It is a naughty thing to do!" Down came the wicked brush again, twice this time. CRACK CRACK

"You will never lie to us again young lady!" Kay said firmly. The brush begin to travel up and down the thighs, blistering them thoroughly before moving up to dole out a lesson to the bottom cheeks.

The pain from the paddling took Sydney's breath away but somehow she was still able to plead. "Never...lie...promise. I won't. Mommyyyyy. Stop! Hurts! No moreeeeee pleaseeee," she begged desperately.

"When you are given a note to bring home you WILL bring it home from now on!" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"Yesssss pleaseeeeee sorrryyyy hurtssssss!!!!!"

With her little legs flailing, and her backside bouncing under the onslaught of the nasty spanking tool, Sydney Marie was completely beside herself. She didn't even notice that her Mommy Cindy had entered the room to catch the grand finale of the severe discipline. Her entire world consisted only of her painful, throbbing fanny, and her well paddled thighs.

Through hysterical sobbing, and stinging skin, Sydney Marie finally noticed that the awful pain had ceased getting worse. Calming a little, she was no longer able to hear the thundering CRACKS either. Her body relaxed, tension leaving her limp across her mother's lap as she continued to cry for a good long time.

Gradually she was aware of soothing circles being rubbed on her back, and before long she was turned over and cuddled close to Kay's chest. Mommy Cindy seemed to come from nowhere, to sit on the bed next to them so that she too could wrap her arms around the very sorry child.

This was the part that made everything else worth it. Every single spank she had received that day, every horrible thing that had happened to her, seemed to be wiped away by the love and affection she felt, wrapped securely and tenderly in the arms of parents who loved her. Maybe they even loved her as much as her first set of parents had, even if they WERE much stricter.

Now that she had been punished she was a good girl again. No guilt or shame bothered her. She felt only comfort as she was tucked into her bed (on her tummy) for the night. She received a good night kiss to each cheek just before she fell asleep, and decided it hadn't been such a bad day after all.