The sweat soaks his brow and in-between each vicious crack of the cane he smiles to himself. Soon it will all be over, his ordeal will have ended. The Headmistresses arm is aching from the beating, she's beginning to tire, the session is coming to the end. She decides that for the last few strokes his ass must be bare, she wants to feel the cane against naked flesh. She pulls down his pants and a crimson surprise shocks her eyes. His ass is flowing with . seeps and spews from the wounds that she created. Like a piece of art painted on a canvas of flesh his broken ass is a thing of beauty. A ... Show more