Traci and Steve were out shopping for a friend's baby shower. The mall was crowded and there were lots of teenagers hanging around. Traci turns to Steve and says, " Remind me not to have any kids that turn into teenagers." They both laugh.

Steve thinks to himself that he has the biggest teenage brat to deal with everyday. Traci's parents still treat her like a little princess. This has made his disciplining her more difficult. His thoughts are broken by a shriek in his ear. " Oh honey, look what they have at the cartoon store!!" Traci begins dragging him towards the store.

"Now Traci, we are shopping for Emily and the baby. You aren't getting anything today." "But look how cute that sweatshirt is Steve. It would go perfectly with those jeans daddy bought me last week."

"I said no Traci. Let's get what we came for and get back home. You know I hate crowds." Traci begins sulking and walking very slowly while giving Steve the evil eye. "You had better catch up young lady." Steve says loudly above the crowd. Traci looks around to make sure no one noticed his shouting. Nobody seemed to notice and she picks up her pace.

After getting the various baby items they came for, they begin to head for the exit. "Oh sweetheart, can't I please stop to look at that dress?" "I told you no ten times now. Come here." Steve gives her a sharp blow to her bottom. Traci gasps. "Steve stop that. Someone I work with or a client could have seen that."

Steve's blood is boiling. She has been sassy for the last time today. As they near the leather shop, he slows down and looks at Traci. "We are getting something here. Let's go." Traci's mind races. She begins thinking about that new leather jacket she's been wanting, along with the matching purse and wallet. Great, she thinks, I won as always.

Steve grabs her arm and pulls her to the back of the store. An assistant walks up and asks to help them. "I am looking for a good thick, strong belt. My wife needs a spanking." Traci blanches and lowers her eyes. She can't believe he just said that to a stranger. The assistant never faltered as he picked up a two inch wide piece of leather. "I have found this belt particularly good for my 16 year old daughter. I hang it by her bedroom door. I only needed to use it a few times before my little devil began acting like an angel."

Traci falls back in a chair. She can't believe what she is hearing. She begins to cry. She looks up to see the clerk showing Steve some good swinging techniques. Suddenly she feels Steve's hand pulling her up. Go pay for your belt young lady." Traci gasps. He can't be serious.

"Tell the cashier what it is for when you pay for it. If you don't, I will use it right now. Go!!!" Casting her eyes to the dark carpeting, She takes the belt and walks to the counter. "$27.53 please." "Here is 30. My husband..." she glances back at Steve, "he is going to spank me with it." Traci bursts into tears as she receives her change. Steve wraps his arms around her and tells her what a good girl she is and how much better she will be after her spanking.