Like a man.

“One.”

You call out the first strike wanting to get this insanity over with quickly.

Diego leaves the cane firm against your ass for a few seconds before slowly removing it, creating a terrible void. Next comes a cruel swishing sound followed by a thunderous crack as the rattan explodes across your bare ass. A slight grunt slips through your clenched teeth. The cane is far more painful than you thought and the bitch is clearly skilled with its use, but you keep position.

“Two.” You call out as you brace yourself.

This lash hits above the first, then the third just below it. The forth is the worse by far. It lands right on top of the welt caused by the initial strike. “Fuck” you hiss under your breath as your hips and bent cock are driven hard into the back of the chair by the shear pain caused by the cane. Your heels, however, remain above the floor.

“Hmm.” Diego gives a brief sound of thought, the meaning of which you are not sure off.

“Five.” You announce not waiting for a speech.

Strokes five through ten are laid upon you in a crisscross “X” fashion, thrice over. It hurts like hell as the Caribbean witch lights up your ass. Faint gasps of breath escape your lips with each kiss of the cane, but you keep in place.

“Very impressive Mr. Danton.” For the first time you hear almost civility in Diego's voice. “You're the first man I have met to take ten strokes and not lose his position. Most of them would be crying like little girls by now.”

“Eleven.”

Your decisive reply quiets the boss for a second. “Fine, have it your way.” She answers and lays her hardest stroke yet across the largest welt on your reddened ass.

“Twelve” You groan out as you have to shift your ass a bit.

SHWARK!

Grimacing you take the final lash and wait in position for orders to move.

“Alright, Mr. Danton”, Diego places the cane back in the box. “You have earned a second chance. Stand up let's see if there is any scaring.”

It is good to rest your toes as you stand.

Diego slowly walks behind you and then around to your front side looking over every inch of your muscular naked body and your still rock hard and fully erect cock.

“Only one welt looks like it might leave a scar.” She looks you dead in the eyes with a perfect poker face, “It's bigger and more swollen then I thought it would be.”