Judicial whipping memories (by Tini_Tina)

I was caught with alcohol in Dubai. They said I could be whipped for it. They would have let me go but my big mouth got me into trouble. I said they would not dare anyway to whip a foreigner. So the judge said I am not above the law and sentenced me to be whipped with 50 lashes. It was not public but I got whipped fully naked in front of 20 soldiers. It was like hell and took half a year to get the whip marks fade away. Well, it was my fault.
I was brought from the court house to a prison building where I had to wait for two hours. Then I was brought to the prison doctor who told me to undress completely. I was reluctant so he said that he would be happy to report my uncooperative behaviour that I get some extra lashes of the whip. So I complied and stripped naked. He checked and examined me and said I am fit and healthy and the punishment can be executed. He called in two guards who were leading me out into the prision yard. I asked for my clothes but they said I will be whipped naked so I should not bother for them. When I entered the yard I saw a lot of soldiers and heard them murmur but didn't understand them. I am sure they were pleased to see me. I had to face the audience but was not allowed to cover. They were reading the sentence again that for the posession of alcohol, indecent behaviour and disrespect against the court I was sentenced to five dozen lashes of the whip. The convicted has to be naked for the punishment. This was translated for me and I shivered in fear. The humiliation of being naked was completely gone. The doctor seemed to have kept the promise to arrange for extra lashes. There was a triangle frame in the middle of court and I was restraint with my hands spread above my head and my feet with legs spread. I was stretched uncomfortable. I saw a big sturdy soldier approaching with a mean looking whip in his hand. He tested it my letting it crack in the air. I flinched when he did it. Then he stood me behind me and I heard a swish and then it cracked on my back. I gasped when I felt the fire spreading on my back. Pain run all over me and filled my mind. It was incredible and it was just the first lash. I had no time to think when I heard the swishing again and a second time it hit me like a lightning. It took my breath and I moaned. After the sixth lash I cried out for mercy that I can not take any more. But it seemed nobody showed any pity. Somebody seemed to count the lashes but I didn't understand him. Excruciating agony ran through my body and mind, I lost track of time and it seemed my end. I had tried to count the lashes to know when the flogging would be over but wasn't able anymore because I could not think about anything else but the pure pain which ruled my body and mind. Time itself seemed to be stopped that I only can focus on the sting of the whip and the unbelievable agony. In the beginning I had the strength to move and writhe under the lashes and to scream but in the end I took it with indifferently and let the pain rule me. Then it was suddenly over. I could not believe it, it seemed and eternity. They took me down and carried me to the prision hospitel where I was treated for the next few days before I could go. The doctor examined me every day before I could leave and travelled home. It was a horrible experience which I never forget.