Ailene lowered the top half of the stocks to securely fasten Isobel within the holes and raised her dress, pinning them up so her bare buttocks were exposed to them both. She picked up the paddle. Never having used it before she gave a couple swings through the air to get a feel for the weight and heft. She tapped it against her leg, lightly at first, then harder. Satisfied, she swung the paddle and it smacked firmly against the lovely ass and Isobel gave a flinch and a stifled gasp. Each succeeding stroke was accompanied by another flinch of her delectable derriere but not another sound. Isobel determined to...