Becky wailed as the spanking continued, her bottom pointing right at Kelsey and Cat as they filmed and took pictures with their phones. Marge didn’t even care as they cackled, pointed, and laughed. “Loook. Becky’s getting a spanking! Becky’s getting a spanking!” Cat sang.
Kelsey giggled at Cat’s song and Marge simply continued spanking Becky. Her butt was bright red and not necessarily all from the rash, her cheeks warbled every time Marge made contact with them. “Now, Becky, apologize,” Marge said.
“I’M SORRY! I SOWWY! PLEASE!” Becky cried.
“For what?” Marge asked. “Why are you being spanked?”
“I’m being sp-spanked because… because… because I wet myself!” Becky cried. “And I’m sowwy. I’m sowwy. Please. No more. I’m sorry I wet myself. Like a little girl. Like a naughty little girl. Like a… like a… b-baby.”
Marge finally let Becky off of her lap. “Now stand in the corner. Nose in the wall. Bend your legs. That’s it. Arch your back a little, perfect. Now stay like that. Get your arms behind your head. Perfect. Now stay there and think about what you’ve done. Not one word from you until your time is up,” Marge said.
And with that Marge disappeared leaving Becky alone with Kelsey and Cat once again, her butt protruding from the corner.
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