..........The evening before Stella was due to go home for the holidays some six weeks after her worst week at St Augustines. Sister Mary told her tha... the next morning the mother superior wanted to see her in her office at 8am.So at 8am the next morning Stella was sat in the Mother superiors office. Your Father telephoned me last night and instructed me to give you six strokes of the cane on your bare bottom this morning before you catch the train to go home for the holidays. Said the mother. I locked Yates’s wrists together with the cuffs, and looked around at him. Yates’s eyes were streaming with miserable tears, but he k new that when the cock-whipping started, if I didn’t lock him down, he’d be grabbing his little thingie with both paws!I cane the penises of all the males at Ponsonby, even the Form-Masters, many of whom are former clients or students. A caned penis is a dedicated penis, I’ve learned, and certainly it gives the owner pause, eh?One of my Form-Masters, a fellow. When we got up to the bedroom, Alonso looked over to Marian and asked her to get Marcello ready as he took my hand. Leading me over to the punishment area, he pointed to the wall.“The girls each received forty lashes with a wider strap for their punishment, but the choice is yours,” he said as we walked down the line. “The punishment is still yours; I’m just delivering it for you.”“I don’t really know the difference, so it’s probably best to give him exactly what they received,” I said as I. I realized that being able to walk means nothing when my heels are in the airlike a good slut!i realized that i needed to please HER.i HAD to be a public humiliated sissy slut to please HER.TODAY....i was on the road for the first time in a week. my recently sprained ankle wasfeeling ok, and the swelling has gone down. Did this mean my excuses were gone?i told myself i could do it. i had a plan.First - WalMart. The store is big enough, with enough customers that maybe icould find my shoes, try.