So I'm bending over my armchair waiting for the spanking; in my defense, I will say that there's several short sentences and it's only 9. :D I went out with my Master and managed to move beyond where I was stuck in "Mommy." Here's a threatening snippet- will Joey be good and just get cuddles?
I started to shove my crayons into the pretty music notes box she'd got me at the store.
"No, no, Joey," Mommy scolded. "Put your crayons away nice so they last longer."
"Yes, Mommy." I stuck out my bottom lip.
"Do you want a spanking before your nap?"
"No, Mommy. I'm good." I slowed down putting away my crayons so her frowny face would go back to smiling.