“I’ve learned my lesson, please no more”. Stevie is bent over the couch, bottom bared for the paddle. The sharp crack of wood exploding across her naked backside is punctuated as she cries out and counts. “I’ll let you know when you’ve had enough, you will take the defiance out of your voice and accept your discipline”. Stevie sniffles through 20 brutal blistering swats. Still sniffling, she takes her place in the corner with her hands above her head, throbbing blistered bottom on display.