Brady crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m going to count to three, and if you aren’t over here by the time I get to three, I’m going to come get you and your spanking will be much worse if that happens. One.”

Cassie continued glaring at him. If he wanted to have a standoff with her, she would hold her ground.

“Two.”

His eyes were locked on Cassie as he waited. Cassie took a deep breath as she started to realize he was completely serious.

“Wait,” she said abruptly before he got to three.

Brady raised his eyebrows. “What?”

“I don’t want a spanking. I didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I’m sorry.”

“Thank you for apologizing. Now, come over here, Cassie. You’re still getting a spanking. I’ve let you get away with your disrespect for too long.”

Cassie frowned. She had hoped he would change his mind since she’d apologized. Slowly, she walked over to him. She was scared and embarrassed that she was about to submit to a spanking from her husband. And was he really going to spank her out on the hiking trail? There wasn’t anyone else out there, but still.

“Good girl,” he said when she stood in front of him.

He grabbed each of her hands and squeezed gently. “It’s going to be okay, but we need to do this. You need to know that I’m going to follow through with things.”

Cassie nodded and felt herself on the verge of tears. She needed to show her husband that she was taking this seriously and that she had meant what she’d said.

He walked her over to a log lying on the side of the path and sat down. He quickly unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down. When she made a whimpering sound, he gave her a stern look and she quieted. It was obvious he meant business.

“Over my lap.”

He took her hand and guided her so she was lying face down over his lap. She was only over his lap for a brief moment before she felt the sting of his hand smack her bottom just below the edge of her onesie. She yelped and squirmed as the feeling set in and another smack landed on the other cheek.

His smacks concentrated on the exposed skin under the edges of her onesie, and almost immediately, Cassie was in tears as she kicked her feet, trying to dodge his hand.

“Daddy, I’m sorry!”

Reaching her hand back, Cassie tried to block her bottom from his hand, but instead, he clasped his other hand over her wrist and held it tightly to her back. He began spanking harder and more rapidly, causing her to cry louder as she struggled against his hold. After several minutes of fighting against him, she felt herself give in, and her body went limp over his lap. Suddenly, the spanking stopped as quickly as it had started.

“It’s all over, baby.”

He pulled her up and settled her into his lap. She continued crying as she frantically tried wiping her face. She couldn’t stop the tears or stop her nose from running. She felt like a snotty mess, and on top of that, her bottom was on fire. He pulled her in to snuggle his chest, and Cassie buried her face in his T-shirt, using it as her own personal tissue.

“Shhhh, it’s okay, baby girl. Daddy has you,” he said softly as he rubbed her back and rocked her gently.

Cassie felt herself calming down slightly, and despite the mess she was, she felt comforted by him holding her.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said between deep breaths.

Brady nodded and tilted his head so he was close to her face, kissing her forehead.

“I know, baby. It’s all over, though, and Daddy forgives you. I just hope it will be a reminder in the future before you decide to be disrespectful or call me names.”

Cassie nodded. “I got snot on your shirt.”

Brady chuckled and smiled down at her. “You sure did, baby. I should spank you for that.”

Cassie looked up at him wide-eyed. He winked at her, kissing her forehead again.

“Daddy’s kidding, baby. You can wipe your snot on me anytime you need. You’re my baby, and I love you, even the snotty parts of you,” he said, squeezing her against him.

Cassie smiled and grabbed onto his shirt, wiping her face on it again. Brady laughed and tickled her tummy, making her giggle.