Dressed in full leather regalia, including leather corset, opera length gloves, boots, military cap and full length trench coat, Madam Quinn Helix trades in her paddles for a severe rattan cane, and puts her helpless slave through hell. Her accuracy and precision is surgeon like, as she strikes his ass cheeks over and over again, leaving symmetrical rows of bruises running down both cheeks.

Not that this should hurt any less, as the cane is a cruel and brutally painful instrument to punish with regardless of ones proficiency. Strike after excruciating strike, the rattan can whizzes...

Dressed in full leather regalia, including leather corset, opera length gloves, boots, military cap and full length trench coat, Madam Quinn Helix trades in her paddles for a severe rattan cane, and puts her helpless slave through hell. Her accuracy and precision is surgeon like, as she strikes his ass cheeks over and over again, leaving symmetrical rows of bruises running down both cheeks.

Not that this should hurt any less, as the cane is a cruel and brutally painful instrument to punish with regardless of ones proficiency. Strike after excruciating strike, the rattan can whizzes through the air before hitting the tender flesh of her slave, ripping and lacerating it with ease.