You clicked your fingers, and in a instant you were down stairs outside Lisa's room, you pushed the door open, Lisa was in the middle of putting a pair of jeans over her diaper, you coughed, she turned, and her face turned white, quickly she tried to rip her clothes off, but it was too late. You slowly walked into the room, with the expression of a scared little girl, Lisa backed into the corner.
"Lisa" you said sternly, "What did I just tell you?", Lisa started babbling, that she was sorry, and she wouldn't do it again, but you were enjoying this moment to much to listen, "Come here" you said, Lisa looked at you terrified, she didn't move, faking anger You said "come her" again, only this time louder, when she didn't move, you reached and grabbed her,
Normally she would be able to snap you in half with one hand, but, you were smart enough to decrease her physical strength, before you came, so she stood no chance, you pulled her other, and laid her other your knees, she struggled but it was all in vain, you began, whack, whack, whack, same as before, one on each cheek at a time,
Lisa broke a lot quicker this time, she was crying by the tenth strike, feeling a bit sorry for her, you only gave her twenty strikes, before you stopped, Lisa was balling her eyes out, looking at her, you knew, that if you didn't know what she had put you through over the last fourteen years, you would properly feel sorry for her,
You walked over, and said "Lisa, you know why I punish you, don't you", Lisa sniffed, and looked up at you "yes" she babbled, "it’s because I care about, you and you need to learn discipline and some respect", you bent down and lifted her up, "come on, it’s time for breakfast" you carried Lisa off.