If a girl had accumulated a certain number of swats or strokes, she could opt to ‘trade up’. Liz looked at me for about fifteen seconds and then said very calmly, ‘I’ll take six strokes of the cane, Sir’
‘But you’ve only earned four, Liz’
‘I’m sure I deserve them Sir’ she replied and walked over to the centre of the room, pulled her knickers down and bent over with her legs apart and her bottom pointing towards Matron and myself. Anal sex I swished the cane through the air several times and lining myself up behind the swollen and reddened 17 year old bottom, gave her her two final strokes, within half an inch of each other and right across the centre of her buttocks.
