If this were the case, the industrial age would long since have invented a machine for this purpose, one with replaceable canes, perhaps, that could t...relessly dispatch any number of strokes with a varying severity according to requirements dialed in.But this (so far as I am aware) has not been the case and the reason, we must realize, is that caning is both a science and an art, requiring knowledge, skill, discretion, judgment, finesse, experience and other qualities in a humane practice that. " I suppose I offered that as an excuse for wearing nothing more than the shorts I'd left on."You naked?" she asked with a little excitement in her voice."Nope. Got shorts on." Darn," she said as she walked through the door. "Thought I'd get even for you gawking at my boobs last year." Margi, if it'd be an acceptable exchange - my being naked for the chance to look at your boobs - why I'll take 'em off right now!"She laughed but didn't reply to that. Instead, she asked, "Where's Jean?"I cocked. " She been rectalled" he asked."No nothing, student mode." Then I can't use her." What's rectalled sir?" Sue asked."God help us she has not been vocalled either." Max exploded."I need your uniform Sue if you please." Mercer asked politely.She knew this moment would come, inside operatives needed no uniform, the underground operatives domain remained at constant temperature, while the outside operatives received a coat of bitumenous creosote to avoid the expense of clothing, only intelligensia. "Hell yeah, you were amazing." I told her. "When did you learn that new technique?"With a giggle she said "Oh I didn't learn anything new" and that is when she rolled off of me and I could see that we weren't alone. Sitting just out of reach of my legs was my incredibly naked and beautiful sister with a smile on her face and licking her lips. As my head cleared and I realized what had happened I looked back at Candice. She just smiled at me."Well, this is a surprise. Not that I am.