When Pixie showed up that day, she knew she was in for a long and painful day. Well, the second half anyway. I had her show up early to swim with me, talk about what brought her to me for this extra-hard session and well...Her tan lines of course, namely working on them. One would normally think the intensity of a spanking would lessen towards the end of a tearful punishment. In some cased it would, but not this day! This was a severe session, she knew going in, for something in her life she needed to have addressed that was so important it had to be Earth-shattering to make's point. With her bottom already so sore to the touch it was unimaginable, I began with several straps. I ended with the Canadian prison strap just to make that point. I was not finished though. She had to assume the classic school position for hard swats with my large, wooden paddle. By the time it was over, she would never slip into that behavior again. So it was a wonderful and productive day in her life.