EXTRACT FOR
Ebony Girlz!
(Kelly Addams)

Jade stood under the shower, the smell of the chicken had been so good she had readily agreed to his invitation, feeling fresh and clean she grabbed a bottle of Bacardi and a bag of ice and headed back next door, it was nice to be invited to eat, it made her feel more a part of the community.

Jade leaned back into the wicker seat an empty plate in front of her.

"That was amazing, you really are a good cook," Rogelio smiled at her, "I am happy you enjoyed it," he stood to clear the plates, jumping up Jade attempted to assist but in her haste she sent a glass tumbling to the tiles, it exploded into a thousand shards.

"You stupid girl," he snapped, "If I had my cane I would give you six for that," suddenly his expression turned from anger to horror, clasping his hand to his mouth he stared at her, his eyes loaded with remorse, "Oh what a stupid old man I am. I am so sorry Jade." he was devastated, "Sometimes my old teaching days come back to me suddenly."

Jade relaxed, "No, I'm sorry for breaking your glass, I was just trying to help and I was clumsy." He shook his head, "That is nice of you to say Jade but I should never have threatened to cane you."

Jade giggled, "Are you saying you really do have a cane?"

He smiled nodding, "Yes...  A souvenir from my teaching days,"

"And did you have to use it much?" she giggled.

His smile grew as he remembered, "Probably more than I had to." he laughed.

"Can I see it?"

"Really?" his expression questioning and intense.

"I would love to see it." she replied earnestly before giving him a cheeky wink.

Moments later he returned flexing a springy rod, polished and dark, it looked old, her thoughts went back to her own school-days, punishment was gathered daily then, cut from the bushes in the morning, the stick split and ruined from use before the home time bell, she still remembered the sting of the supple stick across her calves. His cane was made for the job, he had obviously had it many years.

"So where did you cane? hands? calves? feet? she asked him, he laughed and cut the air,

"Oh no my dear, always the bottom, one stroke to six, depending on the transgression" she lifted her eyebrow questioning" he smiled,

"Well it all depended on what they did. Giving me a clever mouth was always one or two, swearing would guarantee three strokes, sometimes four, I hate a foul mouth."

"So how many for breaking a glass? she grinned at him.

"Definitely six," he chuckled, "Six hard ones." he smiled as he laid the cane reverently on the table.

"Then I have to be very careful now." she laughed, "I had better not break any more."

He beamed at her, "Seriously, it's out now and ready, the first slip now and you will feel your bottom sting."

"So what if I said a word like...  Shit, how many strokes for that?" she saw him twitch. 

Regaining composure he smiled again, "For that word, possibly two."

"And what about fuck?" she grinned. His reaction was stronger, more pronounced but again his smile resurfaced.

"For that, definitely three."

She smiled a wicked smile and looking him directly in the eye she opened her mouth.

"FUCK!" his hand twitched towards the resting cane,

"FUCK!" his smile vanished,

She moved her head closer to him and slowly enunciated clearly in his ear,

"FUCK!"

He sprang to his feet and grabbed the springy rod,

"I will not tolerate a foul mouth young lady, you know the penalty, now bend over." Jade giggled but didn't move, "I said NOW." he shouted. 

"Oh my God he's serious." she thought, seeing the look in his eyes.

"Quickly, or I will add more" his face was stern and serious, Jade swallowed and remembering she had brought it on herself she stood,

"Bend over," he demanded, "Do it now...  QUICKLY!!!"

The stroke stung through her skirt like a hundred bees, the second laid perfectly alongside the first stroke, she gritted her teeth for number three but it never arrived, she turned to look at him, he was shaking, staring at the cane in his hand in utter disbelief, it clattered to the table as he dropped it, with eyes filled with pain he slowly looked up into her eyes,

"Oh Madre Mio, what have I done?" Jade felt a very familiar moistening as the sting started to recede.

"What happened to number three? I thought that word earned three?" his gaze of disbelief was now transferred to her, and stammering he asked:

"You are not upset with me?"

She smiled, "I will be if you don't give me the third you promised." picking up the cane she placed it in his trembling hand, and lifting her skirt she bent over.

Thwack it came, the sting made her gasp, he followed up with another and another, she moaned softly and raised her ass to him, thwack another crossed the rapidly rising welts.

"Get on your knees like a dog," it was half groan, half command, she dropped to her knees automatically. She felt his fingers under her panties, he yanked them down, 

"You know what happens to bad girls?" he asked. 

Jade shook her head.

She heard the swish a split second before the slim cane expertly stung her pussy, the sharp pain was ecstasy, she moaned loud and long, he was chuckling now, 

"That's better girl, now you are learning some respect." she felt the rounded handle gently press against her dripping hole.

"You have been very bad." he spoke with the same authority that had so shocked her before, "But you will learn," he slowly pushed the handle inside her, "Are you willing to learn?"

Jade was transported to the place in her mind that always kicked in when she submitted. 

"Yessss." she whispered as he push the cane deeper. 

"Speak up girl."

"Oh yessss." she groaned.

"That's better." he chuckled, "So why are you still wearing clothes?" quickly she lifted her tee shirt and unclasped the bra, "That's better." he reached down and fondled her hanging boobs.

"Now...  lie on your back," I want you to watch this. Do you understand?" Jade nodded as he unzipped his trousers, "I am going to cum on you," she nodded, he laughed now as he stroked himself.