Rachel lays across the bed, stripped naked, tears and snot dripping down her pretty face. Each swat brings a desperate cry, leaving a little doubt she will mend her ways. Sobbing, the bedspread in front of her stained dark with tears is the big wooden paddle is measured across her bottom. Instructed to count the swats, Rachel obediently takes her discipline. Sobbing quietly, she is cleaned up and give it a moment to collect her self, vowing to straighten out her school priorities.
