He indicated that she should pull up her skirt and bend over the horse. XXX She stood stock still and stared at the master and trembled. The man was in his forties and wore an academic gown over his formal dark grey suit. HER FIRST THRASHING
His right arm rose and the cane he was holding rose with it. The girl’s knuckles whitened as she desperately gripped her ankles tightly, not daring to move the throbbing target for his cane; four more strokes and she was also free to hobble over to the wall bars. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as …WHACK…the first stroke landed across the centre of her bottom. Two girls stood in a line waiting for his attention. She had no concept of what six cane strokes would feel like but she was well aware that her bottom was larger than most and that she would have more beaten flesh than
