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

Woodys Under Fire
Ellen Millar felt the familiar heat of the cane
surging through her blood stream. She squeezed her
eyes shut and clenched her fists in consternation. At
school she had prided herself for her reputation for
being the only girl who could take a caning without
emitting a murmur or shedding a tear. She had been
at something of an advantage when she discovered
that she actually enjoyed the cut and thrust of being
caned.
Suzy and Ellen were tight. They were kindred
spirits who had first become fascinated with the cane
while they were at school. They had both been
rambunctious tomboys who had preferred the
company of the sports jocks and the rougher
elements of the establishments to their girly classmates.
They could both recall the disappointment
when they were hauled before the authorities with
their male chums only to be dispatched to the
detention room while their counterparts were given
the cane.
Both women could recall the excitement that
they had experienced when they were finally
sentenced to be subjected to six of the best. These
were memories they often shared late into the night
up in the security room.
Ellen blinked as the cane swiped down for a
second time. She knew exactly what to expect, the
shaft of the cane had landed perfectly along the same
stripe as the first. She gritted her teeth and dug into