The Mark of the Cane

Noon on the final day of her week at the farm. She knows she will be caned today and she has never been caned before. All morning the anticipation eats at her mind. She wants the caning to happen immediately, to get it over with. I chain her to a post and gag her in silence. Later, I bend her over and lock her down with cunt exposed. I watch the red welts rise over her ass, calves and thighs.