“Ashley” Mommy hollered, “This is your last warning! If you don’t get up and get ready for school in time you’re going to be in big trouble!” Ashley had developed a habit of dawdling in the mornings before school. She slept late, took forever to get dressed and often didn’t even have time to eat her breakfast before she had to run to catch the bus. Her parents had nagged and scolded her to no avail. Her poor daddy had been late to work many times because she had missed the bus and he had to drive her to school.
But last night mommy and daddy had made a decision, things were going to be different from now on.
Ashley finally came shuffling into the kitchen just as the bus pulled past her house. “Well, dear, I’m afraid your daddy’s going to have to take you to school again today. You know that always makes him late. Hurry up and get your shoes on. He’s almost ready to go now.
“But I’m hungry!” Ashley whined, taking a bite of the pancake that was sitting cold on her plate.
“You can eat once you’re all ready to go; if you have time before daddy’s ready. Get your shoes on and your hair done!” Mom ordered.
“Harrumph” Ashley muttered. She preferred to ride with Daddy anyway. It was a much shorter ride than having to ride the whole bus route. Slowly Ashley put on her shoes, and made her hair into a pony tail.
She had just sat down to eat her pancake when her daddy said, “Let’s go Ashley, I’m going to be late!”
“In a minute, I’m almost done Daddy,” She said unconcerned with his time.
“No, NOW!” Mommy said taking her by the hand and dragging her into the garage. Daddy grabbed her backpack and got into the driver’s seat.
Mommy opened the back seat and shoved her in. Then, to Ashley’s surprise, as daddy opened the garage door and started the engine, Mommy got in the back seat with her!
“Mommy! What’r you doing?”
“Daddy and I told you that we will no longer tolerate you being late again. Well, you are about to regret not to heeding our warning!”
Mommy scooted into the middle seat and buckled her seat belt. “Ok dear,” she called to daddy, “We’re ready to go!” Daddy immediately began pulling out of the driveway.
“Wait!” Ashley yelled, “I’m not buckled yet!”
“I’m afraid you won’t be needing a seat belt today” Mommy replied pulling her hairbrush out of her purse.
“B-b-but, you always have be buckled, its not safe…” She began to argue. But before she could finish, Mommy pulled her face down over her lap right there in the back seat.
“Ashley June, we are fed up with you dawdling around in the morning then making daddy late. From now on, if you have to ride with daddy, it’ll be a very unpleasant trip!” Mommy scolded as she lifted Ashley’s uniform skirt and pulled her panties down.
“Noooo you can’t <WHACK> ouch!” Ashley’s protest was interrupted with a sharp swat on her bare bottom. Ashley screamed, as much in surprise as pain. But mommy didn’t stop. Before she could collect her breath for another scream mommy’s hairbrush cracked down on her other bottom cheek. <SMACK> “Yeaaaaoowwwww!!!!” she bawled, drumming her feat against the car door.
Mommy went to work raining fire down on poor Ashley’s lazy bottom. And it seemed to work, for those legs that had moved so slowly as she was getting ready to go to school now drummed vigorously against the car door locking and unlocking the door each time her toes hit the button.
After about 6 hard swats, Ashley was writhing around in pain from the spanking. Mommy lightened up a bit, after all, this spanking had to last for the full 15 minute car ride. But Ashley hardly noticed. With her bottom on fire, the lighter and slower spanks were just hard enough to prevent the burning in her hindquarters from subsiding and she continued to wail and kick and flail around over her mommy’s lap.
Fortunately for Ashley, there were no traffic jams on the way to school, for her parents had decided that, no matter what, this spanking would not end until they got to school.
As she wailed her way through this terrible ride to school, Ashley didn’t notice her daddy make the last turn onto the road her school was on, but she did notice that Mommy suddenly resumed the fast hard swats she had begun with. <WHACK, SMACK, SWAT> “Whaaaahaaaaahaaaaa” Ashley answered, letting out a new, more earnest wail of protest. She had thought it couldn’t get any worse, but now she knew it could.
As daddy pulled up under the awning at the front door. Mommy gave her one last extra hard swat on her sit spot, pulled her panties up, and opened the car door. She could just barely hear her mommy’s voice over her loud wailing, “We’ll Ashley dear, we’re here at school, now be a good girl and run along to class!” Mommy said, as if nothing unusual had happened.
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Ashley was crying so hard that she didn’t even notice her mommy lift her out of the car and set her on the sidewalk, allowing her skirt to fall and hide her well spanked bottom, and hand her her backpack.
As daddy drove off, Ashley stood on the sidewalk bawling and rubbing her sore fanny as best she could with her large backpack in the way. In a few seconds she regained her bearings and suddenly a new feeling overwhelmed her, embarrassment! Not only was her bottom on fire but she’d been spanked right in front of the school. She looked around, her hand still unable to avoid rubbing her stinging behind. She was glad she’d gotten there before the bus. If her friends had seen this she’d never hear the last of it. She saw Mrs. Teal, the carline attendant, walk over toward her. Desperately she tried to stop crying.
“What’s the matter hon?” Mrs. Teal said in a motherly tone.
“<hiccup, hiccup> Nothin'” Ashley muttered her hand still desperately rubbing her well spanked bottom.
“Why are you crying, Ashley?” Mrs. Teal insisted sympathetically.
<hiccup, hiccup> “I-I’m n-not crying” Ashley insisted, unconvincingly. Just then the bus came into view. Ashley gasped.
Mrs. Teal understood fully, taking her hand she led the still sobbing girl into the school. “Mrs Lidel,” she addressed the pretty, young, lady who sat at the front desk. “It seems Ms, Ashley has been an naughty little girl and just got her poor little fanny soundly spanked. I’ve gotta go meet the bus. Will you please take Ashley into the staff bathroom and help her clean up before the other kids get here?”
“Sure, Mrs. Teal” Mrs. Lidel said sweetly taking Ashley’s hand and leading her into a quiet room. She sat down on one of the teacher’s lounge chairs and lifted Ashley into her lap. “Now, Ashley dear, tell me what happened?” She said in a kind, sympathetic tone. A sudden torrent of tears coursed out of the little girl as she sobbed out the whole matter, including the fact that she had been making her daddy late for a while.
Mrs. Lidel held the little girl and comforted her, knowing that she needed to get all her tears out. “I know it’s been a rough morning, dear, but your mommy and daddy really do love you. They wouldn’t spank you like that if they didn’t. It shows they love you too much to let you keep such a bad habit.”
“B-but it hurtzzz!” Ashley wailed.
“I know, I know, it hurts, I’ve been spanked too, you know. Spankings are supposed to hurt. That will make you not want to do anything to earn another one. But after a spanking I always am a lot better and I always feel very loved by the person who spanked me!”
Ashley cried a little longer then her tears began to subside. “Mrs. Lidel?” Ashley asked hesitantly.
“Yes?” Mrs. Lidel encouraged softly.
“D-did you get spankings too, when you were little?”
“Not when I was little… I wasn’t as lucky as you, My parents didn’t care enough about me to spank me.” she replied.
“But, you said you’ve been spanked too? Who spanked you?” Ashley asked.
Mrs. Lidel blushed a deep pink. “Umm…” She fidgeted nervously. Then looking at her watch she quickly replied. “Oh, look at the time, we’d better get you cleaned up or you’ll be late for class!”
Taking the little girl by the hand she led her to the staff bathroom, relieved that Ashley didn’t press her question. As soon as they entered the bathroom Ashley needed to go potty. Having shared all with Mrs. Lidel she didn’t think twice about it, as she lowered her panties and lifted her skirt to sit on the potty. Mrs. Lidel blushed again as she noticed that the girl had indeed gotten a very sound spanking. 
When she was done, Mrs Lidel helped Ashley wash her face and redo her hair (which was rather wild from her ordeal.)
Even after washing her face, the girls’ face still looked red and puffy from crying. “They’ll see that I’ve been crying, they’ll know!” Ashley cried mortified as she looked into the mirror.
“Ah, I have just the trick for that!” Mrs. Lidel said riffling through her purse. She pulled out a makeup package and expertly covered all the redness and puffiness on the little girl’s face. “There, Ashley, all pretty again!” Mrs, Lidel pronounced as the girl looked at herself in the mirror. Ashley smiled for the first time that morning. “Now, you’d better get to class. I don’t think your bottom wants to find out what your parents will think of you getting a tardy!”
As a renewed Ashley ran off toward her classroom, Mrs. Lidel closed the door of the bathroom once again. She flipped her own skirt up and lowered her panties then blushed deeply at the sight of her own pink bottom. Her’s was larger than Ashley’s but they both carried the same glow.
Pulling her panties back up, she checked her own makeup in the mirror to ensure that there was no evidence on her face, then returned to her post at the front desk.
Mrs. Lidel winced as her bottom settled into the chair, she mused, “I may not have had great parents like Ashley does, but I’m sure happy God gave me a husband like Mike, who makes up for lost time!”
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