Mickey had been a bad bad adult baby. He’d drawn all over the walls and dumped things all over the floor and worst of all he’d stripped his diaper off and gone to the bathroom on the floor. I’m normally a sweet and easy going mommy, but this abdl needed discipline and now. Whoever his mommy was before me had quit and now I could see why.
I grabbed him and put him over my knee. My bare hand smacked his bare bottom several times and his cries were met only with me saying how I was doing this for his own good. I stopped, stood him up and asked him if he understood why he was being punished. His chin rose and he stuck his tongue out at me.
“You’re not my real mommy.” He said and the preceded to run off.
I sighed and stood. “Mickey, I’m your mommy for today and today you will listen to me or you will be sorry. Now, you help me clean up this mess you made or you will be sorry.”
He was stubborn and I knew I would need to use more extreme methods to break him. I went to the kitchen and got a sponge and soapy water. I set it near the drawn on wall and pointed at it.
“This is what you will use to clean this wall. I will pick up all the mess you made on the floor but you will clean this wall. If you don’t do this right I will make you wish you had.”
I watched as he walked towards me and looked at the bucket, looked at the sponge, glanced at the wall and the crossed his arms over his bare chest and kicked the bucket over with malice.
Oh yes, this baby was begging for punishment and I was the answer to that plea.
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