Emily's no match for her.

Emily gasped in pain every time Chichi landed. She tried to wiggle away a few times, but her tormentor had her well under control. After a while stomping Emily's creamy white skin got tedious for Chichi.

She flipped Emily over onto her front. The choirgirl grunted and tried to get up by pressing down with her hands, like she was doing a pushup. Chichi put her in a headlock with one arm, put her knee in the small of Emily's back and pulled up her skirt with the other arm. She started spanking Emily as hard as she could. At the first slap, Emily's eyes watered and she bit her lip. Her poor butt! This was so humiliating. But she couldn't do anything- if she tried to use her arms she'd pitch forward and hit her head badly on the ground.

Chichi kept whacking away at Emily's ass until she got tired of that as well. "Hmmm!" she said, "Blue-purple tummy wummy, red ass, I'm in a coloring mood today!" she gloated. "Any other colors around here I can use?"