“Taste the essence of the woman and the cane that is now going to taste you. You shall now learn who is truly in control; you have earned 24 stroke..., prepare to cry like a baby as I administer your first caning of the night.” The women grinned with eager anticipation as Elaine moved to my side and measured her distance, ensuring I could see her, myself and all our guests in the mirror. She smiled more wickedly than ever as she raised the rattan and brought it home for the first time. I. She was in pain. She was helpless. She was naked and her secrets displayed for all to see. For her legs were wide open and her feet secured to keep them that way.Looking to right and left she saw four other young women, all similarly bound and similarly awakening to the horrors of a new and ghastly life away from family, friends and kindness. She must be dreaming this! Her recent fantasies had made her sleeping mind conjure up this grim vision. In a few minutes she would wake up.A man appeared.. Feel the irritation at just the touch of the soft yarn. Why had she let go of that board? She was lucky her foot had not been crushed!Kasia let out a sigh, moving the wicker bag to her other hand, trying to work the kink out of her now free shoulder. If only she could change which side she used the crutch on. She had tried it, once. She found her weight almost instantly coming down on the swollen right foot, pain shooting through her body. That had ended that experiment. Even as she thought. He was a little self-conscious about his wife; he had usually dated more attractive girls than her and felt like he’d settled a little when he got married. Having other men validate that she was attractive went a long way for Anthony.Meanwhile, in the living room, Derek had awkwardly moved next to Amber on the couch.“What the hell are you doing?” she hissed at him. “You can’t be that obvious or Anthony is going to see!”“Obvious? Obvious about what?” Derek stammered, nervous. “I was just, you.