That September, Cassandra started first grade, delighted to go to big kids'
school and wear her brand spanking new school uniform. One
afternoon, she sat at the kitchen table happily doing her homework when
Heidi came in to begin the dinner preparations.
"Three plus one," murmured Cassandra to herself in a singsongy voice, "the
son-of-a-bitch is four!" Smiling with satisfaction, she wrote the
answer on her page, unaware of her mother's shocked stare.
"Three plus two," she chirped softly, then wrote down the answer saying,
"the son-of-a-bitch is five!"
Cassandra, in deep concentration, scarcely noticed as her furious mother
pulled out the chair next to her and seated herself. "Three plus
three, the son-of-a-bitch is-"
Heidi yanked the astonished Cassandra across her lap, and, with a swift
efficiency born of long practice, whisked up the child's little pleated
skirt and yanked her panties to halfway to her knees in a single tug.
Without a moment's pause, Heidi began to slap the pale, well nourished
little cheeks of Cassandra's bottom - hard and fast. No daughter
of hers was going to say curse words, especially right in front
of her mother! With grim determination, Heidi knit her brow and strove
to raise the sting level in her child's backside just has high as her palm
could raise it, finally stopping only when Cassandra was wailing as hard
as her little lungs could wail, and both her buttocks had burned to a radiant
Heidi pulled Cassandra's panties back on, and once she judged her daughter
ready, shifted her off her lap into a standing position. As the sobbing
Cassandra faced her mother, rubbing the tears from her eyes with the sleeve
of her blouse and rubbing the plaid seat of her school uniform with her
other hand, her first intelligible words managed to stammer their way through
"W-why Mommy WHY?!?!"
"I distinctly heard you say 'son-of-a-bitch' young lady! I
will not allow that sort of vulgar language in this house!
And I don't want to ever hear you say it again! Is that understood!"
"B-but," stammered Cassandra in bewilderment, "Miss Hatch always
says it like that at school!"
"Well! I never!" fumed Heidi, picking up the phone and dialing the
first grade teacher's number. While the listening to the distant
rings through the receiver, Heidi turned a stern eye on Cassandra, warning,
"If you have told me a fib young lady, so help me I will put you right
back over my knee and give you another spanking as hard as that one!"
When Miss Hatch answered, Heidi immediately demanded to know if she had
told the children to say 'two plus three, the son-of-a-bitch is five.'
When Miss Hatch had finished laughing she replied, "I told them, 'two
plus three, the sum of which is five!"