The time I was caned by the Headmaster in his study, I really didnt know what to expect, how a caning was actually administered. I didn’t even know that canings were given over normal clothing, trousers and underpants for protection. God knows that was painful enough. But I was half expecting him to tell me to drop my trousers or maybe my underpants as well. His authority was so absolute that if he had told me to drop my trousers and pants and bend over for a bare bottom caning, I would have obeyed him. That uncertainty and the knowledge that the Great One had ultimate power over what punishment I would receive, made the anticipation of the caning much worse.

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