I have sl*ve girl Mila strapped into position for a thorough bench caning. My sl*ve is relaxed and ready. I run My red nails over her back, where I have already created and left marks upon her skin. I also trace patterns across her *ss with My fingers. The contrast between My bl*e lingerie clad body and the sl*ve’s reddened nudity is deserved and appropriate. For there is only one thing on My mind today, “My favourite implement, the cane!”

This sl*ve has already made an “incredible impression” on Me and now I have the chance to push her further. I wish to see how far sl*ve Mila will go to keep pleasing Me. My sl*ve understands, and so I start with the senior cane. My first stroke lands and My sl*ve winces, her face tightening as all may see. My second stroke causes the sub’s buttocks to jiggle as the sharp, hard sting of the cane lands and is then felt. I build the caning steadily, adding to the layers of t*rment that I create.

At the third stroke My slavegirl groans under the cruel p*in and pressure. I continue to enjoy her s*ffering, adding to the red lashes that appear on her white *ss. I begin to turn her red, from the bottom up. After six strikes I admire My skill and the impact that I am having. Already I feel that My sl*ve understands Me and her submission more deeply.

I support My sl*ve and encourage her, “I want you to just lose yourself in this.” As she does so I resume the caning, getting My girl used to the sensation as her muffled moans issues quietly from her mouth. I encourage her to “float with it” as she sighs and I push into double figures. Soon I have delivered a dozen strokes, the cruel cane slicing through the air onto the this sl*ve’s tender buttocks.

Once more I review My work, admiring the warmth, the delicate glow and the increasingly savage markings. “Twelve taken, a warm-up!” I confirm that the second dozen will be harsher, and My sl*ve understands this “Yes, Miss”. I notice My girl struggle to hold her serenity, admitting that she feels the p*in. In contrast I maintain My poise, delivering accurate, biting strokes as previously guaranteed.

With twenty-four strikes taken I confirm that the sl*ve’s bottom feels “sore!” That is what I want; the sub’s cheeks b*rning hot, excited for further submission. I change to a harsher cane and brush it across the sl*ve’s skin. Then, with sl*ve Mila ready, I launch the next stroke. A stroke that causes an intake of breath from My sub. I take her to thirty strikes as she moans.

I still require “at least another six” and My sl*ve girl willingly agrees. At three dozen strikes My girl’s head is moving with every impact as she groans with the delicious sensations. I have felt the satisfying delivery of the strokes: the sound, the sensation, the sheer power and the energy that has flowed from Me to My sl*ve. I am pleased “wonderfully taken; hot, pink cheeks!”

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