Having already demoralized my slave with my leather riding crop, it is now time to take my slave deeper into my web of pain and suffering, with a severe caning. The cane is such a simple implement of agony, is it not? So thin, frail and unassuming. And yet, it's sting is like that of a thousand, red hot needles piercing the flesh. The thinner the cane, the more intense the sting. The broader, thicker canes provide more of a dull thud. In either case, it is a relentless game of pain and suffering at my hands. It is absolutely delicious!

The sound of the bamboo cane cuts the heavy ai... Show more