He eyed his target, her welted bottom, with a lustful look.He stood off to one side and gave the cane a few practice swings. It made a much deeper swo...shing sound but still seemed as flexible as the junior cane. And so it began again.The first stroke was hard and fast and landed with a solid thwack right on the centre of Lucy’s bum. Despite already being very red with twelve welts, the senior cane left a white stripe which immediately turned deep red and stood out from all the other marks. Lucy. She let out a soft whimper of pain. Her face contorted for a moment. Her eyes fluttered open, but they were unfocused, not seeing anything. They closed a moment later with a sigh, her head lolling to the right.“This will be a mess,” the duke sighed, shaking his head. “Already, they are waking up.”Around me I could see blinking faces trapped in the stocks. Men and women groaning, shuddering. Some coughed. Others cried. Shouts rose. Wood rattled. They fought to break free, their feet digging into. She starts at my neck and then slowly brings the tip down my torso, careful not to let it touch either tit. Once she reaches my pelvis, she stops and presses the tip more firmly into me.“Or maybe, you enjoy this too much,” she says as she takes the crop completely off my body and takes a step back.She extends her arm so she can move the tip of the crop under my chin and gently lifts it so I’m forced to make eye contact with her.“I forgot that my sweet girl isn’t good with distractions. Now tell. Now, i personally love stockings there is something about them that never fails to turn me on, but for some reason ellen never seemed to be the sort of person who you would expect to wear them, more often than not she could be seen wearing jeans and plain trousers and never seemed overly sexual or sexy in anyway. What really began to intrigue me was why she had these things out on show, they were obviously there to be used and maybe even had been, but since her husband had passed away nearly 12.