Sl*ve A arrives early to his session, I do not appreciate my schedule being interrupted and his lack of manners will be severely punished. A genuine and harsh punishment from a recent real time session with my owned and collared sl*ve.

Following a br*tal verbal scolding, and spending time in isolation to reflect upon his behaviour and punishment to come, I intend on punishing A's transgressions with the cane, one of my all time favourite implements known for correcting bad manners.

Once strapped down and secured to my punishment bench, I decide upon a cold caning to solidify his punishment - no warm up, no mercy. Before we proceed with his punishment sentence I strike my sorry sl*ves backside a single time to remind him of the br*tal sting that will be bestowed upon him many times over. The harsh impact has my sl*ve twisting his backside away from me. I take this opportunity to decide on the number of strokes he will receive in total today. My sl*ve was 15 minutes early, but I won’t let him get away with only 15 strokes of the cane. He insultingly suggests 50, so I decide on 100 strokes. 50 with my favourite dragon cane, and 50 with the reformatory cane; fitting I think.

Once ready to proceed I land the first few strikes on my trembling sl*ves backside and count them for him. He grunts quietly, struggling with the cold start. After only 5 strikes with my trusty dragon cane his bottom is already showing beautiful red welts. His c*ck drips with precum as I continue the caning, his fiery red cheeks glowing with p*in. With each fresh cane strike on his backside, a white flash appears on his skin which soon turns red and then purple. After 20 strikes I allow a short break, reminding my sl*ve to breathe through the agony I am giving him and to accept the p*in as a lesson in submission. I carry on with my sl*ve’s punishment, each strike of my cane acting as a reminder to never arrive early to my chambers again.

50 strokes with my dragon cane complete, it is now time to move onto my reformatory cane. This cane is thicker, and it delivers a much heavier h*t. The first few strokes are difficult for A , my sl*ve moans as he struggles to process the agony of the heavier cane however there is still no let up. As we approach 85 agonising strokes I give him a l*ttle encouragement to keep his composure and endure the remaining punishment, it is deserving after all. His vocalisations become more intense as his s*ffering reaches its peak, my h*ts getting harder as we approach the end of this punishment.

We reach 100 cane strokes, A's bottom is now a beautiful painting of red and purple welts, which will be sore for weeks to come. He will be sure never to arrive early to my chambers again...

A GENUINE PUNISHMENT