Olivia took a deep breath and let it out slowly, reminding herself not to strangle her beloved little girl. Erin was in a foul mood and instead of asking Mommy to help her cry out her stress and anxiety like a good girl, she chose to act out. Right now, she was pitching a fit over having to take a bath. Olivia, nearing the end of her patience and realizing that trying to reason with her stubborn little one was futile, simply picked Erin up and carried her like a sack of potatoes. Erin shrieked as she was lifted off her feet.

"Mommy, no! I don't wanna take a bath!" Erin whined, twisting and thrashing in an attempt to wriggle out of Mommy's arms. Unfortunately, Mommy was both taller and stronger and had no problem keeping her grip on Erin as she carried her down the hall and into the bathroom where Erin's bath was waiting for her, popping Erin's pajama-clad bottom a few times along the way.

"Erin Michelle, I told you that you could have your bath either last night before dinner or this morning after breakfast and you chose this morning after breakfast. It's morning, it's after breakfast, and it's time for your bath." Olivia told her resolutely, depositing Erin on her feet in the bathroom.

"NO!" Erin continued to struggle while Mommy managed to wrestle her out of her pajama top and bottoms, leaving her only in a pair of panties. Erin lost her balance and fell onto the bathroom floor where she attempted to crawl out of the bathroom.

Erin shrieked again when Mommy caught her by her waist and picked her up off the floor. Olivia sat down on the closed toilet seat lid and dumped Erin across her lap. Suddenly finding herself in the familiar position, Erin gasped and tried to roll off of Mommy's lap, but Mommy held her tight. Erin winced as Mommy began to spank her panty-clad bottom.

"Nonononononononono!" Erin fumed, resorting to the childish logic that if she said 'no' enough times, then Mommy would listen to her and she would get her way.

"Young lady, that is enough! There will be no temper tantrums and you do not tell Mommy 'no'." Olivia scolded sternly, peppering Erin's bottom with sharp spanks.

"No bath!" Erin whined.

"Yes, bath. You are going to have a bath and I'm sorry that you've chosen to have it with a sore bottom, but that was your choice, not mine. If you had chosen to obey Mommy, then your bath would be almost over now and you would be free to go play. Instead you are getting a spanking and are going to stand in time-out after your bath instead of playing." Olivia explained as she continued to spank.

Erin eventually stopped trying to twist out of Mommy's grasp since it wasn't getting her anywhere and burst into tears as she lay over Mommy's lap. When she stopped struggling, Mommy pulled down her panties and reached over to pick up the bath brush. Erin cried harder when Mommy spanked her with the bath brush, but laid obediently still and accepted her spanking. Olivia spanked until Erin's bottom was a painful shade of cherry red and dropped the bath brush. She gently rubbed Erin's back to help her regulate her breathing and listened to her little girl sob for several minutes before helping Erin to her feet and removing Erin's panties from around her legs. Erin tried to reach for Mommy to be held and cried harder when Mommy guided her over to the tub.

"Into the tub with you, baby." Mommy's tone was kind and gentle, but Erin knew that Mommy wasn't messing around and this time she wisely chose to obey, wincing when her sore bottom hit the water. Mommy had put a few bath toys in the water, but Erin didn't feel like playing with them and just sat in the water letting Mommy wash her hair and body, being extra gentle when it came time to wash Erin's sore bottom.

When Erin was clean, Mommy helped her out of the tub and wrapped her in a soft, fluffy towel and dried her off, again being extra gentle with Erin's bottom. Mommy dressed her and braided her hair and then picked up her still whimpering little girl and carried her to her bedroom where she deposited Erin in the corner, causing Erin to start crying again, but Erin knew better than to move from the corner until she was released because she didn't want another spanking. Confident that Erin would stay put until she returned, Olivia left to clean up the bathroom. Even though Erin hadn't been her usual playful, rambunctious self in the tub, she had still somehow managed to get water all over the floor. Then Olivia went to the kitchen to retrieve Erin's sippy cup. When Olivia returned to the bedroom to release Erin from the corner, she found Erin standing there rubbing her sore bottom and decided to just let it go this time.

"Come here to Mommy, sweetheart." Olivia called, sitting down on Erin's bed.

Erin turned from the corner and ran straight into Mommy's open arms, sobbing on Mommy's shoulder. Mommy cuddled Erin on her lap, rocking slowly.

"There, there. That's my good girl. It's all over, little one." Olivia cooed lovingly.

"Mommy, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Erin choked out.

"I know, baby. I know you're sorry. Mommy loves you so much and I forgive you."

Erin continued to cry for a while until she eventually calmed a little, though tears still slipped down her face. Mommy adjusted Erin's position a little so that she was still cuddled tight in Mommy's arms but was in a more reclined position and held the sippy cup to her lips. Erin obediently opened her mouth to receive it and drank thirstily. As she drank, she looked up into Mommy's eyes and saw the love there as Mommy smiled down at her.

"Such a good girl." Mommy praised. When the sippy cup was empty, Mommy put it aside and continued to cuddle Erin close while rubbing her belly and leaning down to kiss Erin's forehead.

When Erin was completely calm, Mommy carried her out of the bedroom and back down the hall into the living room where she put Erin on the floor surrounded by her toys and turned on cartoons for her to watch while she played. A while later, Olivia went back into the living room to check on her and smiled when she found Erin curled up on the floor sound asleep with her teddy bear clutched in her arms.