About a year later, I learned about the benefits of corporeal punishment and, again, mom was my first victim. Happened by accident really. She was serving breakfast to me in my bedroom (I always had breakfast in bed) and she actually served burnt toast! I reached out, without thinking really, and slapped her across the face. The stupid cow apologized, immediately made some fresh toast and served it to me. I discovered a key principle that I employ to this day: servants will work harder if beaten occasionally!
Now, even if the service is impeccable, I find fault in the labor of my servants. Any tiny little imperfection is a good reason to grab a belt and take someone over my knee or just rear back and give a good hard ass-kicking. This can be particularly painful if I'm wearing the pointy pumps that I love so much. LOL!
Not only does handing out a good beating encourage good work by the staff, it also it also make me giggle to see people succumb to my beauty and charm and willingly suffer to please me.