HOW FAR WILL I TAKE HER WITH MY CANE?
I have already delivered “sixteen with the strap!” Now I hold My cane, ready to add more strikes. My slave girl’s ass quivers, it is already bright red from the barrage of blows that I have provided. My slave remains quiet until the first of My familiarisation strokes, the release of breath tells Me that My slave girl is working hard to serve Me with decorum and respect even as she is trained to absorb ever more of My style, Femdom enjoyment and discipline.
I measure My distance and target her ass; My upright, controlled stance contrasts with My naked sub, fully bent over, her ass exposed for Me to have My way with. Each stroke of the cane elicits a response from My slave girl now, whether a sharp exhalation and then a corresponding intake of breath or a moan. I encourage My slave to continue taking the caning “beautifully” even as I continue to bruise her ass. I ask for “a number” – a chilling request that challenges every such slave to “seal your own fate.” My slave girl responds, asking for “Five, Mistress” and I am pleased to provide them.
My aim is meticulous, the clip shows each strike and the variations I employ, the placing that I choose for each individual stroke. In between I run My fingers over My slave girl’s tormented ass, and My dark red manicure almost disappears, camouflaged by My girl’s lacerated buttocks. “Stripes presenting beautifully” I smile and resume the caning; My girl becomes louder and her cheeks ever rosier “Very red bottom!”
With just a slight suggestion from Me, My girl agrees quickly to take extra strokes and I take her to a dozen with several faster lashes. Now My girl wants to take more for Me, and I add another six strokes, even as My slave’s legs start to move under her. My slave girl pants, gasping for certainty and I give this, in My firm intent “keep going!” I press Myself against the slave’s burning cheeks and I feel her squirm at the first hint of physical pressure upon her bruises.
I take time to enjoy My sub’s suffering and then I suggest two dozen strokes as a target. Once more My slave girl stays with Me, riding the pain until “Twenty-four strokes down, delicious!” I appreciate her “bright red, burning and sore” beauty and I challenge My slave to raise her standards, to take thirty strokes. My sub is willing and, with louder moans, I take her to the full thirty strokes. I lean over My slave and declare Myself “fully satisfied” as My sub gasps for breath underneath My dominant control.