Lisa's bottom is looking very sore, very red, bruised and blotchy. As she stands there, her knickers pulled down to mid thigh - holding her skirt bunched up around her waist, Mr. Lewis comes back to check on her. He lectures her and it becomes clear just why she's received such a sore bottom. Her geography knowledge is practically non-existent. However, she assures him that she has learned her lesson. So now Mr. Lewis turns his attention to English Literature. Her homework was to write a poem about the countryside. The silly girl tries to pass off William Wordsworth's Daffodils as all her own work. He humors her and praises her for writing such a beautiful poem and she has the audacity to sit there with a self-satisfied smirk on her face. The smirk turns to horrified dismay when she realizes that he knows she's lying. He brings out the large leather paddle and goes on to paddle her bare bottom. She yelps and jumps up after each stroke, but he is determined to teach her a lesson she won't forget in a hurry. Although her bottom was already very sore from her previous spanking - now he brings back a flush to her cheeks. She struggles to break free, but he has too firm a hold on her. Then, ordering her to sit down, she objects because her bottom is so sore. Yet sit down she has to do. Now he's leaving her alone for two hours to indeed write an original poem. Will she? Can she? Or is her bottom going to suffer again?