Chapter 15

After lunch, Sir subjected Anita to a fairly brutal introduction to caning, cuffing her ankles together, strapping her down to the spanking bench, and beating her calves and the soles of her feet until she called, 'Alter'. He moved his attention to the backs of her thighs and kept going until she called, 'Warning'.

"'Warning', or, 'Alter'?" he asked.

"Warning, Sir," Anita cried. "Please. Warning."

"Have you endured past your limits?"

"I have," she said, her voice coming out in sobs. "I held out as long as I could for you, Sir."

"Why did you do that?" he asked, setting the cane on the floor and placing a hand on the small of her back. He dragged it up her spine as he walked from her feet to her head.

"Yesterday you said you wanted to push me past my limits, Sir."

"Yes, I did. And I am glad you allowed me to do so. Thank you, Miss Rhodes."

"Of course, Sir," Anita said, and then she allowed herself to cry openly.