By the time he got down Jokari, there was no arguing from me. I knew it was coming, knew I deserved it, and just wanted it done with. He lectured me a bit, then began to spank me. Jokari is the absolute worst paddle we own. It never comes out unless I’m being punished, and if I’m being punished, very rarely does anything else get used.
He continued to lecture as he paddled, and I learned pretty quick that it was not the time for excuses. It wasn’t very long at all before I was kicking and crying, and when the “please” fell off the “please stop!” he yanked down my pajama bottoms and spanked even harder.