Janice howled as the thin, steel wand burned into the rear of her thighs. In three more rapid strokes, the whip-like rod was applied to her buttocks twice and again to the back of her legs. She screamed and yelled as each one landed. It was like lines of fire had crossed over her body. The woman released her and she fell to the floor, sobbing.
“Get up and get undressed!” the woman ordered churlishly.
Janice was crying and moaning. She stared wide eyed at the woman. She realized that she was in a whole world of s**t. “Okay! Okay!” she said, crawling out of range of the woman’s baton. “I’ll do it!”
She pushed herself to her feet and started to unbutton her blouse. Her fingers stumbled at the buttons, but she was able to manage it. Her hands were sweaty with fear. She hung the blouse on on
