When the rules are broken, Christy is always ready with an excuse. More often than not, arguing earns her more swats, and this time is no exception. Bent over the kitchen counter the big Frat paddle is applied to the seat of her tight jeans. Her defiance earns her a crisp paddling on her bare bottom. She obediently stands on her tiptoes and takes the heavy swats across bared crimson cheeks.