After a long, hot session over Harrison's lap, JV Marx heads up to the bedroom. He lies upon the bed, naked, his bottom laid over a pillow and stuck in the air.

Footsteps toll ominously on the stairs. Harrison is coming, paddle in hand.

But before the paddling comes a dose of the belt, just like the boy remembers.

And then comes something he doesn't: the cane...

After a long, hot session over Harrison's lap, JV Marx heads up to the bedroom. He lies upon the bed, naked, his bottom laid over a pillow and stuck in the air.

Footsteps toll ominously on the stairs. Harrison is coming, paddle in hand.

But before the paddling comes a dose of the belt, just like the boy remembers.

And then comes something he doesn't: the cane...