A tremor went through her body as mr. Drummond suddenly used his cane to raise the hem of her dress. When he pushed it passed her waist, she was terrified of what was to come. She felt the air tickle her flesh as her panties and bottom were exposed to the professor. Why did he insist on humiliating her in this way? She whimpered and begged.<br/><br/><strong>“Please mr. Drummond… please show some mercy…” </strong><br/><br/>She wasn’t sure what would follow next, all she was certain of was that it didn’t bode well for her. When the first snap of the cane hit her flesh, she screamed, but the scream was more in surprise than anything else. Did he really just cane her behind? She looked over her shoulder and noticed how he sent the cane flying in another time. This time the impact stung a lot more, or perhaps it was because her mind had been anticipating it.<br/><strong><br/>“Aaaauw… please stop mr. Drummond…” <br/></strong><br/>A pause of three counts followed in which she wondered if her whimpering and begging would have any effect, but the third strike landing on her posterior took away any doubt.<br/><br/><strong> “Aaauw…” </strong>she let out another pained yelp as she felt the tears run down her cheeks and fall onto the teak surface of his desk.<br/><strong><br/>“Please mr. Drummond… you are really hurting m…”</strong><br/><br/>Her sentence was cut short as the fourth snap lashed across her flesh. This time a jolt of electricity was sent up her spine and her mind reverberated from the flash of new pain. This time no protest, just a shriek of panic that came a second before the fifth lash came down upon her back-side.<br/><br/><strong>“Oh please mr. Drummond… no more… no more.”</strong><br/><br/>She cried in despair now, and panted heavily from the wild panic in her mind. This man was a crazy pervert and she was completely at his mercy!