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SYNOPSIS
A young man is introduced to the agony and the ecstasy of the cane and the tawse at the hands of two respectable, but secretly sadistic ladies. As the punishments progress, the ladies feed off each other, and the canings and tawsings become increasingly severe. Eventually, the sexual pleasure the ladies are deriving from thrashing Jonathan is revealed.
EXTRACT
Mrs Weston resumed her position, cane in hand. Once again she shuffled her feet to get
her position. Now he felt the smooth cane resting across the bare flesh of his bottom
cheeks. Then the cane whistled gently and snapped across his bottom with a gentle crack.
It really hurt! And this was just a light tap to take aim. Twice more the cane snapped
down, really quite painfully as Mrs Weston slightly adjusted her stance, eyes glued to the
upturned and now quivering bare bottom displaying just one red stripe. She would soon
improve on that, she thought to herself.
There was a pause. Mrs Weston was motionless. The cane was resting right across the
centre of Jonathan's bare bottom. Her eyes were glued to his it and, had Jonathan looked
up, he would have seen a look of intense concentration and determination on her face.
Jonathan was gripping the end of the table so tightly that his knuckles were white. His
toes pressed hard against the floor as he tensed himself for the, as yet unknown, agony of
the first stroke on the bare.
Then the moment arrived! This was it! Jonathan felt the cane being lifted away from his
bottom, he noticed Mrs Weston's whole body twist, he heard her grunt with exertion and at
the same time a high pitched whistle followed by a loud crack. The cane had cracked down
with unbelievable power across his bare bottom and the end of the cane had wrapped around
his right buttock, where it had bitten in deeply. For the first split second, Jonathan had
felt no pain, then a line of agony and fire burned deep into his bottom cheeks with an
intensity he had not previously believed possible. But worse still, the agony seemed to
intensify as the first few seconds passed. Jonathan held on and took a sharp intake of
breath, unable to fully comprehend the magnitude of the agony that had erupted across his
bottom. Surely it had been a mistake; surely she hadn't intended to cane him so very, very
hard...
