The wooden spoon creates a concentrated burn each time his arm delivers a blow to her poor bottom and thighs. He beats a staccato of burning swats across her backside as she sobs uncontrollably. The pain on her bottom provides the cathartic release she needs to let go of pent up emotions. The thick domestic paddle covers both of her cheeks with one swat. Building intensity he pushes her to her most vulnerable. Pausing to caress and reassure her before delivering 80 tearful swats.
