Barnyard Strapping the Runaway

She recalls the events of the day in vivid detail. "My poor bottom was already a rosy shade of pink and very tender as I was instructed to bend over for my barnyard strapping. I bit down hard on my quivering bottom lip; each stroke with the heavy razor strap made my eyes water as it blistered my pink cheeks, turning them purple! Before long I was bawling my eyes out, the strap continuing to mercilessly rain down on my fat little bottom.