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hasn’t had the benefit
of additional education in the area of discipline, Sir.   I suppose the girls’ father didn’t see
the need to teach them the proper attitude when he felt the need to give them a
correction.   Perhaps if he had taken
the necessary time to properly drive the lesson home, then I suppose the two
would not even now be bent over, bottoms raised for a lesson in obedience.   Please, forgive Lucille for her
ignorance and give her a reason to reflect on her childish behavior.”  
    Headmaster Thorne’s smile grew as he nodded; the
cane finally stopped its rolling on the cringing upturned bottom as he lifted
it high into the air.   Lucy opened
her mouth to beg for mercy and Louisa said a quick prayer and continued to sob
herself, as no mercy was given, and the first stroke was applied to her
sister’s upturned bottom.  
    Lucy screamed from the very first stroke.   Her hand now crushed her sister’s as she
fought to hold position.   The second
stroke landed and Lucy knew she would die before the punishment was
completed.   She
had only been caned once before by her father and the count had been a
half dozen.   While she had
experienced a switching or two during her tenure at the school, this implement
was surely one belonging to the Devil.   Never had she felt anything as horrid as each cutting stroke.   She feared with all her heart that she
would soon experience twice over what she had ever taken before.  
    She screamed at the third and begged, “Please,
oh… oh please Sir… please, no more.   Please!”   Thorne ignored her
pleas.   He was well accustomed to
many a young woman’s begging for mercy as he delivered a punishment.   He took his job seriously and had become
a master of the cane.   His strokes
always landed exactly where he had decided to place them.   He did not believe in mercy.   One did not go under the cane without
just cause and, when one had a bottom lifted for that implement, then one
deserved to experience it at its harshest.   Lucy was unaware that her bottom was wagging up and down, swinging from
side to side, as she fought to cool the fire.  
    Edward grinned at her antics.   Once again he was amazed at exactly how
identical the two were; their little dance to unsuccessfully avoid their due
and even their cries sounded the same.   Lucy finally collapsed on the settee, her hand pulling free of her
sister’s as she sank to the floor.   She cupped the punished skin of her bottom as she continued to beg for
mercy.
    “I’m sorry, please, I… I can’t
take another… please Sir… please , I’m begging you .   You’ll skin me alive!”   Thorne reached down and hauled her up by
her arm.   Lucy tried to pull away
even though her sister was again reaching for her hand.
    “Nonsense!   You still have four strokes to go, and now I fear you have earned extra,
Miss Furniss.   You are behaving as a
child.   Return to your position
immediately or I shall have to call for help in restraining you.”  
    Lucy struggled to compose herself as much as
possible.   It was horrid enough
being caned, and seen half-undressed by this man.   Knowing that her brother-in-law was also
witnessing her chastisement as well as her state of undress was causing her
great shame.   She sobbed, but the
threat of additional witnesses worked as she climbed to her feet and was soon
back in the familiar position of miscreant, waiting to receive the cane.   She heard her sister whisper for her to
be brave and Lucy wished she could emulate Louisa’s acceptance of the horrid
discipline.   She couldn’t find the
strength or bravery and instead buried her face in her hands, and her cries
were still echoing around the room as Thorne finished her dozen.  
    “Bottom well up please,” Thorne ordered as he
swished the cane several times in the air.   He waited for a few moments and was just about to inform the naughty
woman that she would indeed receive additional strokes, when he