A whipping at the labor and correction orphanage
The teenage orphan boy, severely beaten with the reform cane, lay writhing on the master's desk, his bare bottom trembling and protruding from the shirt he was wearing. Eight red stripes of the rod ran cheerfully across the white and tender bottom of the poor boy from the labor and correction orphanage patronized by the god of pain, Mastercane. He was in the midst of disciplinary work applied with all the severity of the bare asses of the teenage boys of the orphanage.
Mastercane paused for a moment from the whipping, enjoying his work, Oh, how much he loved whipping a naughty and lazy orphan boy. With a sadistic and satisfied smile, he watched the boy writhe under the sting of the rod, moving his striped and painful bottom like a naughty worm!
The Orphan Reformer's cane was long and thin, flexible and stinging, it would give an orphan boy's bottom as much beauty as you wanted. It was the kind of cane that warmed a master's heart, for the lazy boys in the orphanage it was something else entirely - it warmed another side, the bare ass of the teenage boy. This is the reformer's cane I reserve for the laziest and most rebellious orphanage boys of your age. I know from experience that when it is applied liberally to the bare buttocks of a lazy and naughty orphan boy, preferably daily, the boy benefits enormously from its stinging effect. After an orphanage boy has had the privilege of feeling its sting a few times, he invariably changes his behavior for the better. It is amazing what this English reformer's wand can do to obtain instant and unconditional obedience from even the most stubborn boy. When I use it, no matter how small the target of punishment, I always apply maximum force, because I am convinced that black and blue bruises on a naughty boy's bottom are the best way to correct that boy's attitude and manners.
Mastercane bent the flexible cane and paused to think for a moment. Where should he put a painful line next, where should he let his cane stray? Perhaps he should whip the naughty boy across his arched, disciplined ass, or whip his skinny thighs sharply, where he stung the youngsters at the orphanage so badly.He gently cut the boy's arched ass with the thin cane, making him flinch. The teenage boy knew this was the prelude to a harsh cut that would sting him badly! Oh, please, sir, please! Don't give me another one with the cane, I've learned my lesson now, there's no need to bother and cut me again. I beg you with all my heart.
"No problem," said the master, grinning with satisfaction.. "I'd rather be sure you've learned to stop sinning, to be lazy and naughty. "Oh, please, sir, no!" cried the boy as the flexible cane was raised above the master's shoulder again. This is a punishment and pain must teach you obedience, boy. I'll cut you until you can't breathe from the pain.
Swishh,crack song the flexible cane, hitting the boy with a sharp and stinging crack! The boy's bottom squirmed under the cruel blow, "Oh, flexible cane, oh, it bit him so hard that the teenage boy began to scream for a long time, as the stick fell rhythmically and hard on his striped buttocks. The pain penetrated his brain and the boy's inhuman screams made Mastercane believe that the pain was properly training the boy. Mastercane was quite sadistic and it was obvious that he enjoyed punishing the boys at the orphanage when they needed severe corporal correction.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!", the naughty boy shouted, "Feeling his bottom slowly frying!", he jumped up from the desk and danced a little jig, a dance of pain. "He doesn't care about hiding his private parts at all! The cane is teaching the lazy orphan properly. I'm glad for that," said the master. "Strict discipline is the only way these boys at the orphanage learn obedience and submission.
Bend over immediately," said the master, frowning, "Boys must stay bent over and submissive during the pedagogical process of caning!" With one last little rub, the boy resumed his punishment position, "The best way for a lazy orphan to learn his lesson properly is with the cane."
You get a reward for jumping from the sting., "This is an orphanage for work and correction for boys, not for disobedient and lazy rascals." Naughty boys, who don't learn obedience, regularly find themselves assuming the punishment position and having their bottoms streaked with the cane.So saying, the master raised aloft the dreaded instrument of correction, that curse of orphanage pride. Swishh, crack the reforming cane again, eliciting a scream of pain from the boy. On the boy's thin buttocks, the cane left violent streaks of bruises, erasing the previous marks. Where two strokes of the cane landed one on top of the other, there was a danger of tearing the skin, but no worse than that. No blood was drawn, but the boy might have felt as if it had been. The lowest blow of all was at the very bottom of each buttock, in the crease where he felt it every time he sat down for the following week, reminding him of how he had been punished.
15 beautiful lashes of the cane now adorned that bottom, where naughty and lazy boys learned their stinging lessons by heart! I must obey, work, bend over the Master's rod, or I will receive more, more pain!
The boy looked back with tears in his eyes, But the Master did not listen to his pitiful cries. He raised the cane high and left it there, sitting above his bottom like the terrible finger of eternal flogging. Beatings, discipline, humiliation, all were pleasant to the Mastercane, no matter the reason. But the thought that I could use them to help these orphaned boys become better versions of themselves, at the top of British society, gave me pride, besides the sexual excitement of it all. I had truly found my calling.
Please, sir, no! Don't hit me with that cane again, it stings terribly! I have straightened up, I will do no harm, I am sure of that! The master paused for a moment and watched with delight, The boy's bottom being beaten with the reform rod was a very beautiful sight! He was very cruel in the execution of corporal punishments applied to lazy and rebellious orphan teenagers. The screams of the whipped teenage boys, their groans and pleas could be heard beyond the walls of the boys' labor and correction orphanage. Mastercane was an expert in the art of discipline.
Mercilessly, the correction cane writhed in the air, the quintessence of any boy's fear when he is harshly disciplined. My opinion is that corporal punishment is the absolute foundation of any disciplinary regime and especially in a labor and correction orphanage. An orphan boy must understand that for any wrong behavior there are stinging consequences. And these consequences must have a deterrent value. Without a deterrent, a lazy, rebellious orphan boy will simply continue to push the limits to the point of losing control, at which point all discipline is lost.
When the masters bend you down, stand in that position, or with additional strokes of the cane you will surely pay for your disobedience! Then, with a small secret shiver, Mastercane expressed his stern will, cutting the boy's striped buttocks roughly with the cane.The cane song sweetly and the punished boy screamed loudly with all the power his master had deigned to use. Left over the desk, his bottom exposed, the tormented boy cried and screamed in pain. The stripes pulsed happily on the disciplined orphan's bare skin. The more he screamed, the happier Mastercane became and the harder he hit the boy's buttocks. He loved the sound of the cane on the tortured bare skin the screams of pain of the rebellious boys as he whipped their bare bottoms with the flexible reform cane on the lazy boys.
The older boys were fun to whip roughly with the cane, but there was nothing comparable to the agonizing screams, pleas, whimpers and cries that emanated from the more sensitive boys as the cane did its tireless work on their small, tender bottoms.
"You can stand up, boy," said Mastercane, struggling to hide the strange sensation in his trousers that he always felt when a boy, well-cut with a cane, stood stiffly from his desk and gently rubbed his hot, striped bottom.
"You see to it that you reform yourself," said the master, "or next time you will receive forty strokes of the cane." The boy nodded eagerly, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I will be a model boy, I will be good and I will work, I will be an example of a reformed boy for the British crown!" Laziness and disobedience had to be eradicated from the boy's behavior from an early age. Eighteen was a suitable age to do this, so an extremely severe lesson was necessary. Lazy and rebellious boys in labor and correctional orphanages are punished naked if they are to be severely punished and if they are to learn a good lesson from the stinging punishment. Humiliation is supposed to help the orphan boy understand the message well, and keeping him naked during the whipping session is a trick to make the boy fully aware of the punishment and the lessons being given to him by the master.
"Very well," said the director, dismissing with a gesture, "The poor wretch well beaten." The boy bent down once more to get his clothes.
Are you going to work naked today, the director shouted. Or do you need some caning to show off your bloody bottom? Oh, no, sir!" said the boy, hastening to obey. He had more than enough discipline today! There is nothing like a harsh whipping to help an orphanage boy maintain stability in life, instilling in him discipline, obedience and the understanding that we all have to pay for our sins. Boys in British labor and correction orphanages here are whipped quite often for even the smallest mistakes. The British Crown needed disciplined young men on its warships.
At the labor orphanage, Mastercane was lucky and an extremely happy man, Because he was an ardent fan of corporal punishment with the rod of instruction and the orphans knew this and respected his work of correcting the asses of disobedient and lazy boys a lot and often. It was a job that he did with great pleasure, excited by the screams and writhings of the boys during the pedagogical process of fierce discipline. Unlike his other colleagues, who preferred free time, Mastercane had found his greatest pleasure in the pedagogical work of boys training.
Mastercane paused for a moment from the whipping, enjoying his work, Oh, how much he loved whipping a naughty and lazy orphan boy. With a sadistic and satisfied smile, he watched the boy writhe under the sting of the rod, moving his striped and painful bottom like a naughty worm!
The Orphan Reformer's cane was long and thin, flexible and stinging, it would give an orphan boy's bottom as much beauty as you wanted. It was the kind of cane that warmed a master's heart, for the lazy boys in the orphanage it was something else entirely - it warmed another side, the bare ass of the teenage boy. This is the reformer's cane I reserve for the laziest and most rebellious orphanage boys of your age. I know from experience that when it is applied liberally to the bare buttocks of a lazy and naughty orphan boy, preferably daily, the boy benefits enormously from its stinging effect. After an orphanage boy has had the privilege of feeling its sting a few times, he invariably changes his behavior for the better. It is amazing what this English reformer's wand can do to obtain instant and unconditional obedience from even the most stubborn boy. When I use it, no matter how small the target of punishment, I always apply maximum force, because I am convinced that black and blue bruises on a naughty boy's bottom are the best way to correct that boy's attitude and manners.
Mastercane bent the flexible cane and paused to think for a moment. Where should he put a painful line next, where should he let his cane stray? Perhaps he should whip the naughty boy across his arched, disciplined ass, or whip his skinny thighs sharply, where he stung the youngsters at the orphanage so badly.He gently cut the boy's arched ass with the thin cane, making him flinch. The teenage boy knew this was the prelude to a harsh cut that would sting him badly! Oh, please, sir, please! Don't give me another one with the cane, I've learned my lesson now, there's no need to bother and cut me again. I beg you with all my heart.
"No problem," said the master, grinning with satisfaction.. "I'd rather be sure you've learned to stop sinning, to be lazy and naughty. "Oh, please, sir, no!" cried the boy as the flexible cane was raised above the master's shoulder again. This is a punishment and pain must teach you obedience, boy. I'll cut you until you can't breathe from the pain.
Swishh,crack song the flexible cane, hitting the boy with a sharp and stinging crack! The boy's bottom squirmed under the cruel blow, "Oh, flexible cane, oh, it bit him so hard that the teenage boy began to scream for a long time, as the stick fell rhythmically and hard on his striped buttocks. The pain penetrated his brain and the boy's inhuman screams made Mastercane believe that the pain was properly training the boy. Mastercane was quite sadistic and it was obvious that he enjoyed punishing the boys at the orphanage when they needed severe corporal correction.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!", the naughty boy shouted, "Feeling his bottom slowly frying!", he jumped up from the desk and danced a little jig, a dance of pain. "He doesn't care about hiding his private parts at all! The cane is teaching the lazy orphan properly. I'm glad for that," said the master. "Strict discipline is the only way these boys at the orphanage learn obedience and submission.
Bend over immediately," said the master, frowning, "Boys must stay bent over and submissive during the pedagogical process of caning!" With one last little rub, the boy resumed his punishment position, "The best way for a lazy orphan to learn his lesson properly is with the cane."
You get a reward for jumping from the sting., "This is an orphanage for work and correction for boys, not for disobedient and lazy rascals." Naughty boys, who don't learn obedience, regularly find themselves assuming the punishment position and having their bottoms streaked with the cane.So saying, the master raised aloft the dreaded instrument of correction, that curse of orphanage pride. Swishh, crack the reforming cane again, eliciting a scream of pain from the boy. On the boy's thin buttocks, the cane left violent streaks of bruises, erasing the previous marks. Where two strokes of the cane landed one on top of the other, there was a danger of tearing the skin, but no worse than that. No blood was drawn, but the boy might have felt as if it had been. The lowest blow of all was at the very bottom of each buttock, in the crease where he felt it every time he sat down for the following week, reminding him of how he had been punished.
15 beautiful lashes of the cane now adorned that bottom, where naughty and lazy boys learned their stinging lessons by heart! I must obey, work, bend over the Master's rod, or I will receive more, more pain!
The boy looked back with tears in his eyes, But the Master did not listen to his pitiful cries. He raised the cane high and left it there, sitting above his bottom like the terrible finger of eternal flogging. Beatings, discipline, humiliation, all were pleasant to the Mastercane, no matter the reason. But the thought that I could use them to help these orphaned boys become better versions of themselves, at the top of British society, gave me pride, besides the sexual excitement of it all. I had truly found my calling.
Please, sir, no! Don't hit me with that cane again, it stings terribly! I have straightened up, I will do no harm, I am sure of that! The master paused for a moment and watched with delight, The boy's bottom being beaten with the reform rod was a very beautiful sight! He was very cruel in the execution of corporal punishments applied to lazy and rebellious orphan teenagers. The screams of the whipped teenage boys, their groans and pleas could be heard beyond the walls of the boys' labor and correction orphanage. Mastercane was an expert in the art of discipline.
Mercilessly, the correction cane writhed in the air, the quintessence of any boy's fear when he is harshly disciplined. My opinion is that corporal punishment is the absolute foundation of any disciplinary regime and especially in a labor and correction orphanage. An orphan boy must understand that for any wrong behavior there are stinging consequences. And these consequences must have a deterrent value. Without a deterrent, a lazy, rebellious orphan boy will simply continue to push the limits to the point of losing control, at which point all discipline is lost.
When the masters bend you down, stand in that position, or with additional strokes of the cane you will surely pay for your disobedience! Then, with a small secret shiver, Mastercane expressed his stern will, cutting the boy's striped buttocks roughly with the cane.The cane song sweetly and the punished boy screamed loudly with all the power his master had deigned to use. Left over the desk, his bottom exposed, the tormented boy cried and screamed in pain. The stripes pulsed happily on the disciplined orphan's bare skin. The more he screamed, the happier Mastercane became and the harder he hit the boy's buttocks. He loved the sound of the cane on the tortured bare skin the screams of pain of the rebellious boys as he whipped their bare bottoms with the flexible reform cane on the lazy boys.
The older boys were fun to whip roughly with the cane, but there was nothing comparable to the agonizing screams, pleas, whimpers and cries that emanated from the more sensitive boys as the cane did its tireless work on their small, tender bottoms.
"You can stand up, boy," said Mastercane, struggling to hide the strange sensation in his trousers that he always felt when a boy, well-cut with a cane, stood stiffly from his desk and gently rubbed his hot, striped bottom.
"You see to it that you reform yourself," said the master, "or next time you will receive forty strokes of the cane." The boy nodded eagerly, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I will be a model boy, I will be good and I will work, I will be an example of a reformed boy for the British crown!" Laziness and disobedience had to be eradicated from the boy's behavior from an early age. Eighteen was a suitable age to do this, so an extremely severe lesson was necessary. Lazy and rebellious boys in labor and correctional orphanages are punished naked if they are to be severely punished and if they are to learn a good lesson from the stinging punishment. Humiliation is supposed to help the orphan boy understand the message well, and keeping him naked during the whipping session is a trick to make the boy fully aware of the punishment and the lessons being given to him by the master.
"Very well," said the director, dismissing with a gesture, "The poor wretch well beaten." The boy bent down once more to get his clothes.
Are you going to work naked today, the director shouted. Or do you need some caning to show off your bloody bottom? Oh, no, sir!" said the boy, hastening to obey. He had more than enough discipline today! There is nothing like a harsh whipping to help an orphanage boy maintain stability in life, instilling in him discipline, obedience and the understanding that we all have to pay for our sins. Boys in British labor and correction orphanages here are whipped quite often for even the smallest mistakes. The British Crown needed disciplined young men on its warships.
At the labor orphanage, Mastercane was lucky and an extremely happy man, Because he was an ardent fan of corporal punishment with the rod of instruction and the orphans knew this and respected his work of correcting the asses of disobedient and lazy boys a lot and often. It was a job that he did with great pleasure, excited by the screams and writhings of the boys during the pedagogical process of fierce discipline. Unlike his other colleagues, who preferred free time, Mastercane had found his greatest pleasure in the pedagogical work of boys training.
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