going through the ***... for You...

[ey****]

There was a howl of ***.

Another fierce strike rained down on the buttocks.  

"That's going to leave a mark," she smiled.

Over the bench the sub was sobbing.  The *** was unbearable.

There was a blubbing as he tried to speak.

"Shh," she said, trying to sooth, "You don't need to speak"

There was a responsive murmur as she gently carressed his back with her sharp nails.

"I'm proud of you," she said, "I want you to know you can stop at any time and I will be deeply proud of how well you've done.  Don't speak, just nod if you agree"

He nodded.

"I can see you want to do this for me.  You have already pleased me"

She moved to face him and sniffed the cane... "Oh, this is glorious.  Your burning flesh"

She stood upright. 
"Are you ready? What is it to be?"

Between the blubbing he spoke...
"F-f-f-fifty... thank you... Mistress"

"Very good.  She confirmed...  you're half way there.   Time to move to the nastier cane..."

He nodded in agreement, "I want to do this for you, Mistress"

She smiled, "I know... but this isn't going to get any easier..."