Jacqueline had a new toy, Richard. It was time to mark him.

Her tool of choice was a forty-five inch fiberglass cane, the end of its length bearing her sigil.

It would leave an imprint on flesh for weeks.

Trembling, he lay immobilized over the bench, Jacqueline landed the cane with all her might across his ass. The resounding CRACK echoed as Richard howled like a banshee.

Smiling, she released him. His cock; hard as a rock. Her pussy; dripping.

She restrained him again, on his back this time, and mounted his usefulness to take her full pleasure.