I obeyed, but I did not go down far enough.’I can’t cane you like that, boy,’ he said as he tapped my buttocks with his cane. ‘Get down further.’ I went down further and rested my hands on my knees. ‘Oh, yes,’ he said apparently delighted,’ that will be fine.’
I felt him turn up my blazer. He placed the cane on my tight, thin shorts. Swish! At first, I felt nothing and I was surprised, but then the pain tore into me as if I had been hit with a red-hot poker. Swish again. And then the indescribable pain of the second stroke.
‘All over. Get up, boy.’ I staggered to the door and ran downstairs.
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