Heads I raised the cane, watching her body tense in anticipation. The air between us was thick with tension, almost palpable, as I prepared to strike. With a controlled motion, I brought the cane down sharply. The first stroke landed with a loud crack across her bare bottom. She flinched, her body jerking at the sudden impact. I saw her skin ripple and quickly flush a deep, angry red where the cane had struck. A welt bega...