Poor Gemma.

Blackwood takes the cane, whipping it through the air across her tiny breasts. She cries out in pain as the rod slaps hard against her tits, leaving a bright red line. He grabs her hair, tilting her head back.

"You understand why you're being punished, don't you?" he asks, whipping the insides of her thighs as he does so.

"Y-yes sir," she whimpers, her voice cracking, her hands trembling. "We failed to meet expectations."

He whips her again, this time right on the pussy. Despite the obvious pain it causes her, you see a splatter of her juices as the cane strikes up against her lips.

"And what happens when you fail?" he asks, running the cane up the length of her pussy and over her clit.

"We accept our punishment," she breathes, her lips parting.

Blackwood releases her hair and steps back, landing an arcing blow to her ass, causing her to jump forward a step and cry out in pain. Tears run down her face, but she stands up straight obediently. Then, without warning, he backhands her across the face. The sound is sharp, the impact sudden. Gemma’s head snaps to the side, but she doesn't cry out. She breathes a little faster as she rights herself, her cheek already flushing red. Blackwood grabs her on the back of the neck and pushes her face down onto his desk, bending her in half.

He reaches down to the case next to her, pulling out the electric shock wand, the metal shaft gleaming in the light. He presses the button, causing it to crackle and spark as a visible electric arc discharges all the way up and down from the tip to the handle. Gemma visibly flinches, her hands balling up into tight fists. The wand hums as he presses the tip against her tight little sphincter, the metal cold against her skin. With a hard shove, he pushes the wand all the way into her ass until the entire shaft is inside of her, the handle protruding out the end.