**Consequences and Confessions**

As Jaime walked back into the daycare, he couldn't shake off the feeling of embarrassment and shame. He had never been spanked by Daddy before, and it had hurt. He looked down at his feet, trying to avoid eye contact with the other children and teachers. Mrs. Johnson approached him, a concerned look on her face. "Hey, sweetie, are you okay? I'm sorry you had to leave early today." Jaime just shook his head, still sniffling. The rest of the day was a blur for Jaime. He went through the motions, but his heart wasn't in it. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened with Daddy. As soon as he got home from daycare, Jaime ran to Papa's office, tears streaming down his face. "Papa, Papa!" he exclaimed, throwing himself into Papa's arms. Papa looked up from his computer, concern etched on his face. "Hey, buddy, what's wrong? You look like you've been crying." Jaime sniffled and tried to explain, but the words got stuck in his throat. Papa gently coaxed him into telling him what had happened, and Jaime's tears flowed freely as he recounted the spanking. Papa listened attentively, his expression growing increasingly worried. When Jaime finished, Papa hugged him tightly. "It's okay, baby. I'm here for you. You know I would never hurt you like that, right?" Jaime nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. Papa was always the calm and gentle one, the one who soothed his worries and made him feel better. But as Papa examined Jaime's bottom, he winced. "It looks like Daddy was pretty upset with you, huh?" Jaime nodded again, feeling a twinge of guilt. Papa sighed and pulled Jaime onto his lap. "You know, Jaime, I think we need to have a talk with Daddy about how he handles discipline. I don't think spanking is the answer, especially not like that." Jaime looked up at Papa, his eyes hopeful. "Does that mean I won't get in trouble?" Papa smiled and ruffled his hair. "It means we'll figure out a better way to handle things, okay?" As they sat there, Jaime felt a sense of comfort wash over him. He knew that Papa had his back, and that together, they could face anything. Just then, Daddy walked into the room, a look of contrition on his face. "Hey, guys. I think I might have overreacted a bit today." Papa raised an eyebrow. "A bit? Jaime, come here and show me your bottom again." Jaime hesitated, but Papa's gentle tone put him at ease. As Papa examined Jaime's bottom again, Daddy looked on, his expression filled with regret. "I'm sorry, Jaime. I was out of line. I just get worried when you're not behaving, and I don't know how to handle it." Jaime looked up at Daddy, his eyes searching. "I don't want to get spanked again, Daddy." Daddy sighed and pulled Jaime into a hug. "I don't want to spank you again either, son. Let's work on finding a better way to communicate, okay?" As the three of them hugged, Jaime felt a sense of peace wash over him. He knew that they still had a lot to work through, but with Papa and Daddy on the same page, he felt like everything was going to be okay.