I must strip naked and bend over for a paddling when Aunt finds an excuse

Aunt Jill is the only relative that lives close to me.
I visit her weekly. Not sure what keeps drawing me back to her.

The paddling invariably has me in tears.
Then she sends me to stand in the corner.

And she says, "Stay there until I tell you that dinner is ready."

About once a week.
I know what will happen.
Yet, I keep going back to her.