Hmmm, what you’ve described sounds rather too pleasurable to me.

If you came to my office to be punished for procrastination, I’d give you a good hard spanking, then fetch a uncomfortably hard chair, and make you sit on your sore pink bottom to write a long essay on why important things need to be done on time. Then I’d have you post what you’ve written on your blog.

And afterwards, no playing. No touching at all. Not until I’d been convinced you’ve learned to take your responsibilities seriously.

I am very strict.