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move. Then, smack! The first impact knocked the air out of Lola’s lungs. She gasped at the sting of her soft flesh.
    Tobias started to spank Lola hard. He alternated from cheek to cheek, in a rhythm that covered Lola’s entire bottom in red marks. She felt the full impact each time, jumping under his hand. Soon her bottom was on fire with the spanking, bringing tears to her eyes.
    “Oh, Daddy,” she yelled. “I’m so sorry! Please stop. It hurts!”
    “I know it hurts baby-girl. It’s your punishment. Now, do you think it’s good for little girls to disobey their daddies?” Tobias asked. His blows never stopped raining on Lola’s bottom as he spoke.
    “No, Daddy!”
    “So why did you disobey me Lola? Why did you play games instead of looking for a job?”
    Lola searched her memory. It all seemed so stupid now. Why did she disobey Tobias?
    “I don’t know, Daddy!” Lola cried.
    Tobias continued his spanking, waiting until she gave him the correct answer. Lola wanted to get up and run away, but his grip on her was so strong that she couldn’t escape. Instead, she searched her mind for another answer.
    “Because it made me feel better! I was tired, and I didn’t want to work, and it was fun!” Lola yelled. She started to sob.
    “Shouldn’t you call your Daddy if you don’t feel good, so that he can help you?”
    “Yes!”
    “Good girl.”
    Finally, Tobias’ hand stopped it’s spanking. Lola continued to cry, but he held her close and rocked her in his arms. He opened a tube of lotion and spread it across Lola’s stinging skin. His fingers gently massaged her bottom as he rocked her, soothing the pain.
    Tobias spoke to Lola softly.
    “You can’t disobey my rules just because you are tired or because it’s fun, okay? Every time you do, I’m going to have to punish you until you learn your lesson.”
    Lola shook her head. Even though the pain was still there, she found herself feeling happy in Tobias’ arms. She hoped that her spanking would excuse her from the rest of the night, but Tobias had other plans. Lola ran on the treadmill again, even though her bottom ached as she moved. Tobias bathed her, and they had a healthy quinoa dinner before changing Lola into her polka dot pajamas. By the time she drifted off to sleep while they were watching cartoons, Lola could barely feel the soreness beneath her.
    She woke up the next morning in her room again. Just like the other night, there was a neatly folded stack of clothes and a brand new email in her inbox. Lola read through Tobias’ list, determined not to have a repeat of yesterday. She didn’t want to feel the sting of his hand for the second day in a row.
    Everything seemed to be going well. Lola had brushed her hair, put on the right clothes, and even managed to call a few job offerings. She took her breaks, and every time the icons for her games tempted her, she resisted. Just the memory of Tobias’ firm hand smacking her bottom was enough to deter her.
    But that was until her mother entered the room.
    “Hi sweetie,” she said. “I know you’ve been working hard. And you seem, I don’t know, different ever since you met that friend of yours. But I just wanted to peek in and see how you are doing.”
    “I’m fine, mom.”
    “Oh well, that’s good,” her mother said. She stood around awkwardly for a moment, before pulling something out of her pocket. “Well, I know how much you like candy, so I got you this chocolate bar. I hope you like it.”
    “Thanks, mom,” Lola said as her mother left the room.
    Lola knew that her mom meant well, but this felt like some kind of sabotage. The candy sat on her desk, tempting her. Just looking at it, she could imagine the chocolate coating her tongue and dripping down her throat.
    But she remembered Tobias’ rule. No sweets. So she put the bar away in a drawer and forgot about it. Instead, Lola took her walk and ate her pasta for lunch. It wasn’t until later in the day, after she finished