There's cold canings, and then there's ice cold canings. Lady Wolf joins Me to thoroughly thrash My slave's already welted backside. She picks out a thinner cane to intensify the sting. We chat about his earlier comeuppance whilst firmly applying large ice packs to his ass. As he gets cold Our eagerness runs hot! One would think the ice packs would ease his suffering, but it makes it so much worse. The anticipation builds along with Lady Wolf and My devious smiles. As each accurate cane stroke lands My slave's cries grow louder and higher pitched. A surprise is in store as I never forget ce... Show more