In trouble again, Christy is pulled over his lap. Hard swats rain down, yelping and kicking. The thin fabric of her yoga pants is pulled taut across her voluptuous bottom, increasing the sting of each swat. She is ordered to bend over the counter. He measures the big drilled FRAT paddle across her full, round bottom. Deliberate measured swing collides with her properly presented backside. Hard and steady the paddle cracks down on her poor bottom. After fifty punishing swats her pants are lowered for inspection of her naked flesh. Again the paddle is measured across her bare bottom before desce...

In trouble again, Christy is pulled over his lap. Hard swats rain down, yelping and kicking. The thin fabric of her yoga pants is pulled taut across her voluptuous bottom, increasing the sting of each swat. She is ordered to bend over the counter. He measures the big drilled FRAT paddle across her full, round bottom. Deliberate measured swing collides with her properly presented backside. Hard and steady the paddle cracks down on her poor bottom. After fifty punishing swats her pants are lowered for inspection of her naked flesh. Again the paddle is measured across her bare bottom before descending ruthlessly. She strongly ordered to present her bottom, on her tiptoes without clenching. 50 brutal swats blister her bare behind, obediently in position, crying with repentance.