On a beautiful blustery day at the Manor I have rabbit secured to My bountiful apple tree. Its apple picking season, ripe for the taking..... a beautiful setting to dish out some pain. I am dressed in a bold crimson satin shirt, jeans and thigh boots. rabbit wears green lingerie and a smug grin on her face that will swiftly be removed. I pick an apple and take a bite before chewing it and spitting it into rabbits mouth. I proceed to stuff the apple in her naughty mouth. she is to hold it there throughout the entirety of her caning, is she drop its I will squash her face into the rotten appl...

On a beautiful blustery day at the Manor I have rabbit secured to My bountiful apple tree. Its apple picking season, ripe for the taking..... a beautiful setting to dish out some pain. I am dressed in a bold crimson satin shirt, jeans and thigh boots. rabbit wears green lingerie and a smug grin on her face that will swiftly be removed. I pick an apple and take a bite before chewing it and spitting it into rabbits mouth. I proceed to stuff the apple in her naughty mouth. she is to hold it there throughout the entirety of her caning, is she drop its I will squash her face into the rotten apples under My boot....... nobody likes a rotten apple. 13 strikes of 5 canes she must endure, she soon finds it difficult to concentrate when she has to breathe only through her nose and can't scream to help with processing the pain....... its quite the conundrum. I push her through each cane as it increase in thickness, power and difficulty. her struggle is visible as her body trembles and her feet kick in protest........ her last challenge will be a thigh caning, her nemesis!!!!!!!!!