Volume 27 – Caned by the KGB - The Woody Back to School Unit

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Nixdown stepped in and tapped the cane
down; she felt a surge of excitement as she sliced the
cane through the air.
Despite her dislike of formal punishment and
her decision to cede her thrashing rights to Debs, in a
recreational environment Nixdown was equally happy
at either end of a cane. She watched with
considerable satisfaction as the cane etched a thin
red line across the epicenter of Suzy Scott’s miniscule
derriere.
Suzy Scott knew the drill; they would beat her
at thirty-second intervals. She would have exactly half
a minute to cycle through the pain. The first few
seconds would be dominated by the sheer shock of
impact right at the point of delivery. It would be
absolutley excruciating and then the fun really began.
With devastating teeth chattering, eye-watering, toetapping,
face-contorting, head-shaking, bumsquirming
force the pain imploded through every
region of her central nervous system. Suzy’s mind
was a blur of pain and distress, she desperately shook
her head to try and clear the fog. She lay panting
across the bale of hay as she tied to manage the
pain, the seconds were ticking away. Finally she
regained some semblance of control and managed to
equalize her breathing.
“I am one with the cane,” she repeated over
and over in her head.
Gamely she pushed her bum back into
position. Five, four, three, two, one, bingo and then
the thirty-second cycle started again.