"Don't let go, Mama!" Amanda pleaded fearfully.
"Mama's got you, baby, I promise." Olivia assured her kindly, holding Amanda by her waist, trying to help Amanda get her arms and legs to coordinate properly.
Before long, Amanda was beaming proudly as she swam the short length of the pool then turned around and swam back into Mama's arms. Mama wrapped her in a hug and kissed her forehead. The pool was the perfect place to teach trust.
"Good girl!" Olivia praised lovingly, lifting Amanda to sit on the edge of the pool before lifting herself out.
Amanda drank a juice box and ate a snack of sliced apples and peanut butter before being released to go back into the pool with Mama hovering nearby to watch over her. Amanda ran onto the grassy area of the property and enjoyed a game of tag with the other little ones. Only when she ran a little too close to the pool's edge did Mama step in for a warning.
"Mandy, don't run next to the pool, sweetheart. Only on the grass over there."
Amanda was obediently careful and didn't run next to the pool again until a while later when she was being chased by a little boy with a water gun.
"Mandy Grace, come here!"
Amanda gasped upon hearing her middle name, but obediently walked over to Mama as the little boy with the water gun was also called over to his stern-looking Daddy. There was no shortage of mischief in a place like this with so many little ones underfoot.
"Mandy, did you hear Mama tell you not to run next to the pool? Running by the pool is dangerous, you could fall in and get hurt."
"Yes, Mama. I'm sorry." Amanda frowned.
"One more chance, little girl. If you run next to the pool again Mama will take you into the locker room for a spanking." Olivia warned, swatting Amanda's wet bottom one time.
"Ow! Yes, Mama." Amanda responded obediently with a wince.
"Good girl. I love you, precious." Olivia gave Amanda a hug and sent her back to playing.
All was well for a while until Amanda ran by the pool a third time, this time on her way to ask Mama for another juice box. Olivia sighed.
"Mandy Grace, what did Mama say about running by the pool?" Olivia scolded.
"I'm sorry, Mama. I forgot." Amanda's eyes grew wide and she reached back to shield her tankini-covered bottom.
"Well, I'm sorry too, sweetheart, but Mama warned you multiple times about running by the pool."
"Please don't spank me, Mama!" Amanda pleaded with tears in her eyes as Mama took her hand and began to lead her into the locker room.
"I gave you a lot of chances to obey me, baby. You know that the consequence for disobeying Mama is a spanking." Olivia sat down on a bench in the locker room.
"Do you still love me, Mama?" Amanda whimpered with a trembling lower lip, beginning to cry.
"Very much, my angel. There is nothing you could ever do to make Mama stop loving you." Olivia assured the sad little girl.
Olivia bent Amanda over her lap and spanked the seat of Amanda's tankini for what seemed like ages before pulling Amanda's pink tankini bottoms down and continuing to spank Amanda's bare bottom sharply. Amanda cried her way through the spanking, not even noticing when a woman walked into the locker room with her own little girl in tow. The woman whispered quietly to the little one, warning her to be a good girl to avoid a similar fate. They soon left, leaving Olivia and Amanda alone in the locker room once again. Amanda began to sob; spankings were always painful, but they hurt so much more on a wet bottom. Mama spanked her until Amanda's bottom was bright cherry red and very sore and then gently pulled Amanda's tankini bottoms back into place. The blonde heaved a sigh of relief as she was finally picked up and cuddled in Mama's arms.
"There, there. It's all over, baby. All done. That's my good girl." Olivia cooed lovingly as she cuddled the sobbing little girl close to her heart.
"Mama, it hurts!" Amanda cried, as if Mama didn't already know that.
"I know it hurts, princess. It will feel better soon. Mama is very proud of you for taking your spanking like such a brave girl." Olivia praised.
"Does this mean I can't have another juice box?" Amanda sniffled, slowly calming as she was rocked and cuddled.
"Of course you can have another juice box, sweetie. As soon as you're ready to get up we'll go get you another one." Olivia promised kindly.
Amanda enjoyed her juice box in the safety of Mama's arms and was delighted when she was allowed to go back to play in the water for a while longer. The cool water felt wonderful on her red bottom as Mama taught her how to float on her back.
"All right, my little mermaid. Time to go home."
"Yes, Mama."
At home, Mama took Amanda into the bathroom, stripped her out of her suit, and popped her into the tub for a quick bath to wash the chlorine out of her hair. She dried Amanda with a big, fluffy towel and then took her to her bedroom and guided her to lie back on her bed to put a fresh diaper on her. Amanda suddenly jumped up, giggling wildly, and said the words that no good parent can resist.
"Can't catch me!" Amanda darted out of the room.
"Mama's gonna get you!" Olivia teased, running after her.
Olivia chased Amanda around the apartment for a while before catching her around the waist and wrestling the giggling blonde into her diaper and clothes.
"Oh, no! The Mama monster caught you!" Olivia teased between tickles.
"More, Mama, more!" Amanda pleaded.
"Later, baby. I don't know about you, but Mama's hungry."
"Can we have pizza for dinner?" Amanda asked hopefully.
"Not tonight, sweetie. Tonight we're having leftover casserole."
"Do I have to have salad?" Amanda wrinkled her nose.
"Not if you eat everything else on your plate."
"Yes, Mama."