30 cane hard strokes. Tied. Bare ass. Naked. I feel afraid. I will receive this judical punishment right now. No mercy. No safeword. Only rule: I have to count loud and say „Im ready for my cane stroke!“ as soon as I am ready. I can take my time but the perfidious thingis: No matter how much I procrastinate… the strokes will come anyways. All of them. Hard. How hard will this be? I havent experienced something like this before. Its a tunnel. I cannot end it until its over and my poor bottom took it all.
The pain is increadible and sharp as hell. I hate the cane! Even more now. I have a hard time to concentrate even on this simple sentance! Ouch! Each stroke hurts so much! My eyes already fill with tears and I start sobbing while I must speak. I cry on the trestle that bears my cute ass while ist being tormented. Seconds become hours when you are beaten like this.
