Kimberly Anne Part 1

“Kimberly Anne, come down here please!”

Kimmi heard her dad’s voice---and she heard the tone. Being called Kimberly Anne in 
that tone meant only one thing. She was in trouble. And being in trouble usually meant 
only one thing. A sore bottom. But if she was in trouble, she didn’t know what for. And 
since she had just turned 12 maybe she would avoid the sore bottom if she was in 
trouble. Anyway, she thought, better go down and see what’s up.

Kimmi ran down the stairs to the dining room. About halfway down, she slowed when 
she saw a familiar envelope on the table. Her mom and dad were sitting at the table 
looking up at her. Her mom spoke.

“Please come sit down, Kimmi. Daddy and I want to speak with you.”

“What’s the matter, Mommy?”

“Sit down, Kimmi.”

“Am I in trouble, Daddy?”

“Well, I’d say you probably are, honey. But let’s talk a bit, OK?”

Kimmi sat opposite her parents. She took a quick look at the envelope, and she 
suddenly remembered--the note from Mrs. Hasting! How did her parents find that? Her 
dad picked up the note.

“Do you know what this is, Kimmi?”

No sense denying it. She shook her head yes. Her dad opened the envelope and took 
out the note. He read it out loud.

“Dear Mr. and Mrs. Kramer. I’m really upset to inform you that Kimberly was caught 
cheating on her math test this morning. She had an answer sheet stuck in her desk and 
was looking at it during the entire test. As a result, Kimmi has received a zero on the 
test, and will have to serve a week’s detention as punishment. Please sign this note and 
have Kimberly return it tomorrow. Sincerely, Mrs. Hastings.”

Kimberly looked down at the table. She knew what was coming. She knew she was in 
big trouble. Her mom spoke.

“Kimberly, this note is dated almost a month ago. Did you show us this note?”

“Ummh, I don’t really remember.”

“You don’t remember? Who signed this note?”

“Ummmh, I don’t remember?”

“I think you remember very well young lady. This note appears to be signed by your 
mom, doesn’t it!”

Her dad held the note out for her to look at.

“Yes, sir. I guess it does.”

“Is that your mom’s handwriting?”

“Noooo, I guess it isn’t.”

“Who signed the note Kimberly?”

“I guess I did.”

“OK, so I guess you’re going to stop lying now, right?”

“I didn’t lie!”

“ You most certainly did. You didn’t show us the note. That’s as good as a lie. You 
signed the note and showed it to Mrs. Hastings. That’s another lie. You said you didn’t 
know whether you had showed it to us. that’s another lie. You said you didn’t know who 
signed the note. That’s another lie. That’s at least four lies, young lady! And that’s on 
top of cheating on a test!”

“I’m sorry Daddy. I really am. Please don’t be mad at me. Pleeeeease.”

“I’m afraid it’s a little late for that, Kimmi. I know you realize how much trouble you’re in, 
and I think that’s the only reason you’re apologizing. So, what are we going to do about 
this?”

“I guess I’m going to be punished, aren’t I.”

“Kimmi, I’d say you’re going to be punished quite severely. Let’s start with the issue of 
cheating on the test. Do you realize how seriously wrong cheating is?”

“Yesss, but I had forgotten to study.”

“That’s no excuse. Your dad and I have discussed this and we feel that there are three 
things for which you should be punished--the cheating, the lying, and the forging of my 
name. Therefore, you’re going to receive three separate punishments.”

Kimmi bit her lip and started to cry. Three punishments! Oh, please, she thought,  
please don’t let them all be the same thing. Oh, please. Her mom continued.

“For cheating on the test, you are grounded for four weeks. . . “

Kimmi sighed. She thought she had dodged her greatest fear on at least one 
punishment. But her mom continued.

“. . . and you are going to receive a spanking each week--four spankings, two from me 
and two from Daddy.”

Four spankings! Kimmi really started to cry, now.

“Please don’t give me all those spankings. Pleeeeease! Mommy, pleeeease.”

“I’m sorry, Kimberly, but you have really earned this, and you’re going to be spanked.”

“But, Mommy, please, four spankings in one day? One is bad enough!”

“Oh, you’re not getting them all in one day, Kimmi. At least not unless you want them all 
in one day.”

“Huh?”

“You are going to choose when you get spanked. You can pick any four days over the 
next four weeks. All you have to do is ask Daddy or me. Just tell one of us you’re ready, 
and we’ll set a time and do it. But if you wait until the last day, then you will receive 
them all in one day. You also need to remember that you have to receive two from 
Daddy and two from me.”

Kimmi looked down at the table and sniffled. Long red bangs hung over her forehead 
and eyes. Her emerald, green eyes filled with tears, as she suddenly realized 
something. She was to receive three punishments. The grounding and the four 
spankings were just for the cheating. She looked up at her mom and dad.

“What’re my punishments for lying and for writing Mommy’s name?”

Her dad sighed and looked her in the eyes.

“I will be punishing you for the lying. Mommy will punish you for writing her name.”

“How are you going to punish me?”

“You’ll be punished today for writing Mommy’s name. Well, Katie, how are you going to 
punish our little forger?” 

“When we’ve finished here, you and I will be going into the den. I am going to sit on the 
couch, put you over my knee, lift the back of your skirt, and take your panties down. 
Then I am going to spank your bare bottom till it is bright red. Does that answer your 
question, Kimberly?”

“Yes, M’am. Mommy?”

“Yes, Kimberly?”

“How many spanks are you going to give me?”

“I don’t know, Kimberly. I am very angry with you, and very disappointed in you. I will 
stop spanking you when I think you have been sufficiently punished.”

“What’s my punishment for lying?”

She had to ask, but Kimmi was pretty sure she already knew. Her dad answered her 
very slowly.

“Well, princess, over the next four weeks you’re going to have a pretty sore bottom. And 
I think the best thing to do is to be consistent. For the lying you are also going to be 
spanked. But that spanking will not take place until the last day of your grounding, so 
you might want to think about that when you’re picking days for the four spankings 
during your grounding.”

“How are you going to spank me Daddy?”

“Kimmi, I think you already know the answer to that, don’t you?”

Kimmi shook her head yes. She knew quite well how her mom and dad gave spankings. 
She couldn’t ever remember being spanked on anything but her bare bottom. She also 
knew the difference between the way her dad spanked and the way her mom spanked. 
Her mom spanked really hard and fast, but didn’t give her a whole lot of spanks--usually 
no more than 50 or 60. However, today sounded like it was going to be different. Her 
dad spanked less hard, very slow, and gave a lot of spanks. If she had a choice, she 
always asked her dad to spank her. Not that his spankings didn’t hurt. It was just that 
they didn’t hurt as much for as long. Usually only the last 10 or 20 spanks were really 
hard, but by then she would have already gotten maybe 100 or so stinging spanks that 
had her bottom on fire. She sighed again.

“I really am sorry, Mommy and Daddy.”

“OK, we accept that, but you are still going to be punished.”

“I know. When are you going to do it, Mommy?”

Her mom looked at her dad, and he nodded.

“Well, I guess we’re finished talking about this, so I guess we can go to the den now, 
Kimberly.”

Kimmi’s eyes teared up as her mom stood and held out her hand. Kimmi stood and took 
her mom’s hand. Kimmi became very conscious of what she was wearing--a yellow, 
short, light spring dress; yellow ankle socks; sneakers; and a pair of thin, white cotton 
panties--not that any of that would serve as any protection in a few minutes. Kimmi 
walked with her mom down the hall to the den and her spanking.

End of Part 1