At this point, any contact, any sensation is a blessing to her desperate body. Ashley wiggles her knees forward, she can feel her sticky honey drippin... out of her cunt as she moves. It is incredibly embarrassing and yet her pussy won't stop oozing. She can feel her lungs trembling inside her as they struggle to take in oxygen. Miss Rose takes the back of Ashley's head and brings it into her crotch tightly. Ashley's nose is pressed against Miss Rose's moist lips. She is forced to breathe her. "Well Mark, you've made it through the first stage. You cried just like a baby. I expected that. That's good. It shows you're not ashamed of acting like the soft and delicate mollycoddled mama's boy you are. As you may have noticed the intensity of pain reached a point where it doesn't increase but reaches a plateau. My goal is to sustain this plateau of pain and alter the type of pain, with the remainder of your flagellation discomfort treatment. Your cognitive memory of this painful. "*My day was officially over and I had made it through unscathed. I'd finally get to talk to Becca and Tess. I didn't get a chance to call Bec the night before and I just knew she was stressing out about it. I wonder how she'll take the news. Tess is going to flip when she finds out, too.For the first time since I started, I walked to the Theater arts building alone. Either I got out ahead of Tess or she was in a real hurry to get there. Bec's last class of the day was drama so she was already. In normal circumstances I had never heard this normally genteel woman use any such expletives, but then again, these could not be considered normal circumstances. Perhaps in time, I would scold her for such outbursts, maybe add further strokes, but at this moment, this was not my purpose. As I visually studied Debbie’s bottom it was clear to see that each cane stroke had left its print, angry raised weals adorned her cheeks and made a stimulating surface for my fingers to explore as I assisted.