I counted up to twenty cane strokes. Of course they hurt, especially towards the end, but because I had to thank him after each one, I found I could somehow accept the pain more readily, almost as if it were an invited guest, not an intruder. As the Councilor swung the cane down onto my bare ass again and again with undisguised gusto, the members standing around made compliments on the deepening color of my buttocks and keeping up the joke of being art connoisseurs. At the end, Alpha took a few photos of the long, purple-red marks. I could tell they were both pleased with me, and found myself feeling proud and slightly euphoric. I had done it! I had passed the test!

I was now a full member of the Councilor’s little "Society", which I knew had no name other than that. However, as he announced my admission, the Councilor smiled frostily towards the man with the big finger-ring, saying "Welcome to The United Ancient Order of Perverts". I saw Mr...

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