Darlene Connor had just made one too many sarcastic comments to her mother. Roseanne was fed up "That is it young lady, you are getting what you have needed for a long time." Darlene chuckled "What a new car" Roseanne walked over to the kitchen table and slapped her six-teen year old daughter in the face. "Ouch, mom what the hell."
Roseanne then roughly pulled her up by the ear and led her to the living room. "Owwww what are you doing." Roseanne sat on the couch "Your getting a spanking." She then pulled her over her lap. " Mom your kidding, I'm sixteen." Darlene was wearing a pair of torn jeans and Roseanne lifted her hand and brought it down. "SPANK I do SPANK care how SPANK old you SPANK are SPANK you are SPANK going to SPANK learn SPANK a lesson SPANK I have SPANK made a SPANK big mistake SPANK by not SPANK spanking you SPANK kids before SPANK" Darlene bottom was beginning to sting.
"Owwww mom SPANK please this SPANK really owwwwww SPANK huuurts SPANK ooouch SPANK please mom SPANK noooo SPANK." Darlene tried to wiggle away and Roseanne stood her up. "Pull your pants down." She ordered. "No way." Was her response. "You have ten seconds to get them down or else I am going to strip you naked myself, drag you to the front yard and beat you so the neighbors can see," The normally cocky Darlene was feeling humbled she slid her jeans down and Roseanne pushed her back over.
"SPANK you can SPANK get used SPANK to this SPANK young lady SPANK because from SPANK now on SPANK when ever SPANK you have SPANK a smart SPANK mouth SPANK you are SPANK going to SPANK get this SPANK." Darlene had received three dozen smacks and was now crying, Roseanne reached down and slid the black nylon panties of her teenage daughter down to her thighs.
"No way SPANK Mom you SPANK can't do SPANK this it SPANK really hurts SPANK please SPANK will SPANK be good SPANK I promise SPANK owwwww SPANK ooouuuch SPANK pleaseeee SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK. With her sassy daughter crying loudly and displaying a bright red bottom Roseanne pushed her onto the floor and shouted. " The next time you have a smart mouth you are going to get double that, then you are going to go the store and buy a ping pong paddle, bring it home, and get beat with it. Now go to your room."
Darlene stumbled to her feet pulle up her pants and ran upstairs. Roseanne sat back on the couch and smiled. That felt good, she enjoyed it. She looked at the clock 4:53pm, DJ was supposed to be home at 4:30. "Looks like I get to do it again." She said to herself. She waited for her 12 year old son to arrive home…chapter two shortly