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SashaChapter 1 Ray woke up next to Katrina. She was abeautiful blue eyed blond that had a body that nearly made him come everytime he saw her. Both of them were still naked from their evening of lovemaking. Ray didn’t remember falling off to sleep, utterly exhausted fromhours of lovemaking, bondage, and spanking. As the early dawn sun lightstarted to creep into the room, he could see the shape of her naked hourglass figure as a silhouette in the dark. Ray could never figure out howhe was so lucky to attract Katrina. They met while he was on foot patrol.It was all he could do to keep himself from smacking that butt again, anddiving deep into her. But he was spent, and he had no idea how long itwould take for him to get off again in her. But the thought of enteringher wet and warm pussy again with his dick was such a turn on, he got hardimmediately. He knew that it would slide right in. But he had to turnaway from those thoughts. He had his job to do today, and today was aspecial day at that. Katrina was stirring, still feeling the soreness inher legs from all the sex, and the welts on her butt from the cane Ray usedon her the evening before. The soreness on her butt made her hot again forhim, and she quickly lunged across the bed for Ray and grabbed the tail ofhis shirt, and tried to drag him back into bed for another round. But Rayhad to refuse her, or risk being late for his first assignment asexecutioner of sentence for the town. Ray said “no……I can’t anymoreKat, I have to go. I have to be ready to swing the whip…remember?”Katrina thought for a moment, and recalled that this was no ordinary day.Ray was to make his debut as the town executioner of sentence, and better,he was to carry out a sentence on his ex Sasha, whom she hated for how Raycould not trust any one. “Oh yea, how could I forget?” as she lept out ofbed and started to the bathroom to get ready. “Sasha gets her whippingtoday, doesn’t she!”, then she peaked around the corner in with her naughtylook “And it is on the day you debut….too! How wonderful, two plus’ inone day! “Yea” Ray said. “I finally get revenge on that bitch, and it islegit too.” Katrina said, “Do I need to do anything to help you get ready?Massage, breakfast, strip naked?” Ray instantly felt a jolt in his groin atthe thought of Kat stripping again for him. He knew she was teasing him onpurpose, and how he had to turn her down. “Oh, for that Kat, I am going tohave to take you across my knee tonight!” “oh, I am so looking forward toit honey” said Katrina. Ray said, “But no, I have to get going. I’ll graba bite on the way. Last night was….WOW!” And he looked at his watch,gave her a hug and kiss, she turned and bent over a little bit to give hima clean shot at her ass, and he smacked it with his hand. “Oh” she let outas she closed her eyes and let the feeling take her over. The power he hadover her was amazing. And with that, he walked out the door, shirt overhis shoulder. Ray walked to work, hearing the people say things like”Let the bitch have it” “Make sure she feels every stroke!”. There werecertainly a lot of people that wanted to see Sasha suffer, much like shehad made it so they would suffer.. He now realized that he representedtheir anger, and that she was to feel it. He strode to the office where hemet Anthony, his assistant for today. They grabbed a quick bite forbreakfast, then headed to the town platform to prepare for the daysfloggings and canings. They checked the shackles on the whipping post forsecureness, and the straps on the punishment box for the same. A crowd wasgathering. It was Thursday, punishment day for prisoners. All werewelcome to watch as prisoners were flogged or canned on the town punishmentplatform. It was not long before the two men to be punished were broughtin a ox cart. Both were brought up onto the platform. One was to receive30 strokes of the whip while lashed to the whipping post. The other was toreceive 10 strokes of the cane. While Ray enjoyed being with Kat, hereally had to hold back when spanking her, or canning her, for he reallyloved to give corporal punishment. He relished in the sounds of the whipas it landed on bare skin, and the sounds the person being whipped wouldgive as they received it. It had been Ray’s dream to be the punisher eversince he watched his first whipping when he was in his early teens. Hefelt the cane himself a couple of times in school. He had been trainingfor this for the last several weeks as he worked at the apprentice to theformer punisher who was leaving town for another job. Ray felt so lucky tobe chosen for the job. This was like a hobby to him, not a job, and theywere paying him to do it!! Soon, the men were in position for theirpunishments. Ray started with the flogging first. He chose a soft leatherwhip that had been braided by his predecessor that was about 8′ long. Helet it unfurl, then swung it back, and aimed for the mans back. It was asif the whip were a part of his arm. It just flowed as he swung it and itlanded between his shoulder blades. The man thrust his chest forward as iftrying to get away from the whip. Ray looked like a skilled punisher, witha cold attitude, just delivering the lashes with a cold calculated look onhis face, with a bit of a smile. He really enjoyed the pain this man wasin, and he especially enjoyed being the one inflicting it. He wanted toassure that the man felt the full force of the lashes. Then he looked, andsaw Sasha coming in the ox cart. All he could do was think about how hewould apply the whip to her naked body. He wanted her to be apprehensiveand nervous, so he decided to taunt her by looking straight at her,pointing to her, and then he delivered the perfect lash. He looked backand could see her quiver. Chapter 2 – Morning wake up call….in jail Sasha woke up to the clanging of spoon on pan, and chains. This was theday she had been dreading for the last week. Today she is to be the starattraction in the town square as she is to be taken there, stripped naked,tied to the whipping post, and flogged, then bent over a wooden “box”,strapped to it, and canned. She knew she deserved it after all the peoplethat she hurt with her unabashed embezzlement at the bank and squanderingof the money on herself. The bank went under because of her actions, andthe towns people lost life savings. People were going hungry because ofher. Sasha thought she must be the most hated woman in the country rightnow. And because of that, she would feel the sting of the lash on hernaked body, and the stroke of the cane on her naked butt. By the end ofthe day, there would be so many welts on her, that you would not be able totell how many strokes she received. And what is even worse, is that of allpeople to apply those strokes, it would be Ray doing it. She recalled howshe moved out while he was at work, and cleaned out the apartment ofeverything, leaving him nothing. He came home to a bare floor that night,with her no where to be found. Now he was going to have his just revenge.The only thing that comforted her was that she was not going to be aloneon the platform. Two men, and two other women were going to be floggedtoday as well. But they were just the opening act, and the warm up forRay. She knew that sivas escort from the very first stroke, Ray was going to lay intoher. The guard approached the cells and asked her and the other twowomen if they were hungry. All three refused food, to nervous about theirupcoming floggings to eat. Then the guard said “very well, I’ll be back in15 minutes. Sasha, take ALL your clothes off, and put this robe on. Youtwo, get undressed, and you put this skirt on and the robe on top. You putthis prison dress on, no panties, or they’ll rip them off on the platformand stick them in your mouth!” All did as they were ordered too. They hadheard what happened to those that refused to cooperate, that their clotheswere ripped off of them, and they were whipped right in the cell forinsubordination, right before they were taken to the public platform andflogged, and they were not given the dignity of wearing at least
a robe tothe public platform. 15 minutes later, the guard returned, and the celldoors were opened. They were led in cuffs to the jail exit where a ox cartwas awaiting them. They were affixed to it. They could here the whip inthe distance, and the cheer of the crowd, as Ray was already at work onthe men being flogged that day. As the ox cart drew moved along, theyrounded the corner to see the public platform surrounded by a larger thanusual crowd, and one man tied to the whipping post, back bloodied, and Raypulling back to deliver another lash. The man was physically spent, andwas no longer offering much of a reaction. The other man was bent over thewooden box, strapped to it, and had obviously not been punished with thecane yet. Ray just happened to look toward the card and saw Sasha,gleamed at her, and pointed her way, then pulled back with the whip andswung it, landing it right on the mans shoulder blades with a loud *snap*.She shivered with fear knowing what he meant when he did that. Ray’sassistant was counting the strokes aloud. Ray delivered 5 more strokes,and was done with that man. The man was released from his restraints andran down the stairs to the jeers of the crowd. Sasha knew she would not beso lucky, for she was to get a canning after her flogging. One of thewomen was then pulled from the cart and taken up the stairs to the platformto the whipping post. She unbuttoned her dress and it was unceremoniouslypulled down to her waist by the guard, revealing her naked back andbreasts. She noticeably shivered, but was quickly shackled to the whippingpost. Ray had the option of whipping the woman first, or canning theman. Since the next woman was to be canned as well, he thought it mostefficient to cane the man next. So he got out the Rattan Cane. He wasalready loosened up, so he was ready to start right in. The man wassentenced to “10 strokes, well delivered, upon the naked buttocks” forpublic drunkenness and disorderly conduct, 3 offense. Ray took position tothe mans side, with both hands, held the cane up, then pulled back anddelivered the stroke mid-cheek, following through with the stroke so thatit went past the man, assuring the man received the full effect of theswing. The man let out a scream that could be heard for blocks. Raylooked at Sasha and smiled a bit, then delivered the next stroke. Upon the10th stroke, the man’s butt was well bruised and welted, looking like therungs of a latter. He too was released and ran down the stairs to thejeers of the crowd, with his dick limp and bared sore ass being slapped atby all the women. The other woman in the cart was taken up the platform,bent over the wooden punishment box, and strapped to it. Her skirt waslifted to reveal a naked butt. Her ankles were strapped to either side ofthe box, so her legs were spread, so that all could see her glory holes. Sasha cringed at the thought that the public would get to see everythingshe had to offer, though she figured that at that point, it probably wouldbe the least of her concerns. Ray decided that flogging the woman wasthe next order of duty. So he went over and took position. She was apretty red head in her early 20’s. Her reputation with her temper precededher. Several came to see her flogged, as they felt it was theirvindication and revenge for her short temper. Her sentence was “15strokes, harsh, upon the naked back” for stealing more than $50. For thisRay had a long whip which coiled nicely. He grabbed it, took position,then let it uncoil. He pulled back and swung. The lash landed verticallyin a cross wise manor between her shoulder blades, it cracked as it landed.She seized up and let out a loud yell. Ray took another look at Sasha, andjust had a almost evil grin on his face. He mouthed to her, “this is whatyou have coming to you”. He meted out the 15 strokes, the next five inquick order to intensify the pain, the next 9, slow and methodical toassure each landed with full force and intensity. With each lash, she letout a scream that was almost exhausting. When done, she was released, sheran down the stairs, naked from the waist up as the crowd jeered her. The guard now came for Sasha. Sasha was led up the stairs to the whippingpost where the last vestige of her humility was removed as her robe wasforcibly taken off of her revealing her perfect body, with it’s lily whiteskin. The guard and Ray’s assistant took her wrists, put a chain on hershackles, and hoisted her wrists high above her head. Then they putshackles on her ankles, and chained them to the base of the whipping postso as to restrict her overall movement, though she was welcome to turn herbody so that she could be whipped all around it. But women knew betterthan to do that, for the executioners were well known to target theirnipples if they did, so most chose to keep their back to the whip..Chapter 3 – Sasha’s whippingIt was at this point that Sasha’s real experience began. Havingwitnessed several whippings, she knew what to expect in terms of how thingswould proceed. She really had no idea what kind of pain she wouldexperience. When she dated Ray, they played a little in the bedroom, hespanked her, and it got all erotic. But nothing real harsh or serious. Itnever truly hurt, at least in a bad way. Being shackled to the whippingpost gave her pause to explore it a little. It was a very thick woodenpost made of a hard wood. It was centuries old, and it’s rough surface hadbeen warn smooth over the years by prisoners that were shackled to it,rubbing their bodies against it as they wreathed from the pain of thelashings they were receiving. It had a long history of holding prisonersin place for the lash, and she could tell, she was not going to be the lastprisoner to test it’s will power to hold them in place. The one comfortshe had was the smoothness of it. It was almost as if someone had taken afine piece of sand paper and sanded it down to be as smooth at glass. Herbared chest and breasts rubbed against it, they were sensitive, and thewhipping post at least was forgiving in that respect. She was wondering ifthere was a chance that it had a weakness, and now she was finding out itdidn’t. It felt like she was shackled to a huge immovable building. Itdidn’t move, vibrate, or anything remotely suggesting that there was aweakness in it. She was there until someone escort sivas released her from herrestraints, and unfortunately, that would not be until she had received 50lashes on her naked body. A cool breeze blew and reminded her all towell of being naked in front of all these people. She did her best to keepher legs closed so as to not show off any of her most private parts, andshe tried to obscure the view of her pert breasts. She knew that once thewhipping started, that exposing herself would be the least of her concerns.Her exposed body, and the humiliation of being tied to the whipping postnaked in front of this crowd, many of whom she knew, was less of an issueto her than the fact that she was about to be whipped with out any clotheson. She would have no barrier between her skin and the biting sting of thewhip and cane. She recalled getting strapping’s from her father, but neveron the bare, and those hurt!! So she dreaded to think of what this wasgoing to feel like, and unfortunately, she was about to find out. Beingnaked and tied to the whipping post, she felt totally helpless. Sashafigured that Ray would cane the woman first, but she was wrong. Ray justcouldn’t wait. She had 50 lashes coming, and he wanted to get a start onthem. Sasha’s eyes opened wide when she saw him grab the “special” whipfrom the table in front of her. This meant that she was next. But worse,the whip was not just any whip. It was reserved for the worst offenders. Acouple of years ago, the whip had been special ordered from Australia ,where everyone knew that the workmanship was superior, and the leather fromKangaroo. The reputation of this whip preceded it as being very painful,the most painful, with a stinging bite that many compared to a line of waspstings, only worse. She didn’t expect this. She listened intently as sheheard his foot steps walk b
ehind her, stop, and make a sliding noise as heturned. Next was the moment she dreaded almost as much as the whipping itself, the announcement of the punishment. Ray’s assistant walked to thewhipping post, in front of Sasha, he opened the court order and read italoud. “Prisoner 4958, having been found guilty of the crime of larceny,Grand Larceny, and causing great harm to the community, you have beensentenced to be stripped naked upon the public platform, restrained at thewhipping post, and receive 50 lashes of the whip, laid on harshly, then youare to be restrained upon the punishment box in a bent over position, legsspread, and receive 50 strokes of the cane upon your bared ass. This courtrecommends the sentence be carried out so that the pain is maximized andthat the entire sentence carried out in once session unless health becomesan issue.” Then the assistant looked up as Sasha and said, “the sentence isto begin now…..stroke ONE!” She heard the leather hit the floor as Raylet the whip unravel. Then she heard the sounds as he pulled back for thefirst stroke, then she heard the Whooosh and *crack* as it landed on herback between her shoulder blades. The pain was intense and powerful. Shethrust her chest out in reaction, as if trying to get away from the whip,and twisted slightly on the whipping post as she did. She let out ascream, and the crowd cheered. The lash had no more than landed, and theassistant was saying “stroke TWO!”. This was a quick one, as she barelyhad time to recuperate from the first stroke and she heard the distinctsound of the whip flying through the air, then she felt it land on her backagain. This strokes pain was so fierce, it took her breath away, and allthat came out of her mouth was a silent scream. “stroke THREE!” she heard,and Whoosh! *Fitht*, the third stroke landed between the first two. Sashahugged the whipping post, gripping it for all she could to bear the pain.Another scream came out. Now she heard the crowd jeering her, “HARDER” sheheard, but how could the strokes be any harder. “stroke FOUR!” The soundagain, and another lash landed, this one not vertical, but horizontal,wrapping around her and the post, with the tip somehow hitting her leftteat. She screamed in absolute pain. Her back one one thing, but hertender teat was pain beyond comprehension! “stroke FIVE!” this one washorizontal too, but lower, wrapping to hit her mid back. She felt thetears well up in her eyes. “Stroke SIX!” this stroke landed so the end ofthe whip went over her shoulder, and the tip of the whip hit her rightnipple. She pulled back in reaction, and twisted around and started tocuss at Ray after yelling in pain. “stroke SEVEN!”. Suddenly she saw thewhip coming at her, and she didn’t have time to turn back around. Itlanded right across both nipples simultaneously. Her cry in pain couldhave been heard for a mile, and the crowd cheered in support of Ray. Shequickly turned around “stroke EIGHT!” This stroke landed vertically on herright side, and new stripe, and new scream. “stroke NINE!” This strokelanded on the opposite side of her back, Sasha twisted on this stroke. Bynow the tears were streaming down her face. Her thoughts no longer abouthow people could see her naked, but how her naked body had no protectionfrom the screaming leather coming toward her, and how the whipping postheld her in place for it. “Stroke TEN!” landed at the top of her back,Sasha still had fight in her, and she started to yank at the restraintstrying to get loose. Then, as suddenly as they started, they stopped. Raywent over to grab a different whip, this one black braided leather, about10 feet long. He walked back into position “stroke ELEVEN!” The whiplanded and bit into her back with a sting that felt like fire. This whipwas actually WORSE than the first one! But what more, the second stroke”stroke TWELVE” came quickly. “Whoopfishhhh” Now there was no pausebetween the lashes. As quickly as the assistant could announce thestrokes, they landed on her back. By the time the twenty fifth strokelanded, Sasha was physically unable to scream anymore, and she just huggedthe whipping post, almost like she would hug a man. By the 30th stroke,she had almost gotten used to the lashes and the pain. As she looked for away to bear with the pain, she spread her legs and wrapped them around thewhipping post slightly, and started to rub her genitals against thewhipping post, and found that the sensation countered her pain.. Everyhorrible stroke forced her body into the whipping post. She closed hereyes and played the pain off of the sensation of the post rubbing herbetween her legs. Ray saw this and stopped to get a better whip that had aharder, less supple leather to it. He had ten strokes left to give her,and he wanted these to be the worst of them. Now he calculated everystroke to land with maximum pain. Sasha was still getting off on thewhipping post, and he wanted to break that concentration. Sasha had hereyes closed, and was so into the whipping, that the pain was totally offset by the pleasure she was giving herself. She was so into it, that whenthe lashes stopped falling, she almost did not notice. Then, just assuddenly as they had stopped, another landed, but this one was different,this one had a sting to it that she could not hide from her mind, and shelurched off of the whipping post. She heard “stroke sivas escort bayan FORTY-TWO!” and herthe distinct curt sound of a single length of unbraided leather. As itlanded she felt it’s full fury, and let out a weak, but very audiblescream. The crowd cheered at her re-ignited pain on-slaught. There was nowhoosh sound with this leather strap, just a quick whistle as it cutthrough the air quickly. She felt each and every of the final 10 strokesas Ray finished with a fury that was unmistakable. With the 50th and finalstroke, the lashes were done. The whipping was over. Her punishment washalf finished. Sasha’s tense body relaxed, and she tried to gain somecomposure, but that was difficult to do when you are shackled to a whippingpost naked, and you just received 50 strokes of the whip. She had gottenso used to the sound of the whip swinging her way, it was almost as if aghost was still whipping her. She could still hear the sound of the whipcutting through the air. And every time she moved, she felt one of thelash marks remind her of their presence. She knew from watching previousconvicts that she was going to be left on the whipping post until it washer turn at the punishment box. She relaxed her body as best as she could,but she was still shaking and shivering uncontrollably She closed her eyesand Ray picked up a cane and walked over to the woman bent over thepunishment box, tapped her butt, and pulled back to deliver the firststroke to her butt. The assistant announced the crime as larceny, and thatthe woman was to receive 15 strokes of the cane on the bared butt “welllaid”. Then he said “STROKE ONE!” Chapter 4 – Sasha’s caning Sasha stood there hanging off of the whippingpost, recovering from the whipping she just received. Ray swung the caneat the woman’s butt. Sasha heard it land, and the woman let out a bloodcurtling scream. Ray just collected the cane, reassumed a ready positionwith a cold calculating look on his face, and waited for the next strokenumber to be announced. Sasha couldn’t believe how cold and calculatingRay was being. It was his first time, but it was as if he were doing itfor the 1000th. She wondered if he smiled a bit when he worked on her withhis whip. As she watched Ray cane the woman, as she was about to recieveherself, she observed the woman’s butt as the welts appeared. They wereswelling up, and very red. Amaizingly, there was no blood…at first. Sasha saw a trickle run down the woman’s leg as the woman started to losecontrol of her bladder. Ray was very good at placement of the strokes. Bythe 10th stroke, he was left with a naked butt that had so many welts, thatplacing another stroke on virgin skin was becoming difficult, but he was upto the challenge, laying a new stroke between welts. By the
time he wasdone, you could count the strokes she recieved by simplly counting thewelts on her naked butt! The woman was released from her bondage, and sheran off the platform toward her home with people slapping at her freshlycanned butt. Sasha knew it was her turn now. The guards manhandled her,taking her off of the whipping post, pushing her weakened body to thepunishment box for the next phase of her punishment. Sasha was stoodbefore the box and the female guard intentionally put her hand right in thecenter of Sasha’s just lashed and marked back, and pushed Sasha to bendover the box. Sasha screamed at the pain of the guards hand on her back.The crown laughed and applauded at the gesture. No more had Sasha bendover, and a guard took each of her wrists and put them in the shacklesattached to the base of the box. Then they grabbed her ankles, spread herlegs apart and shackled her legs to the side of the box, exposing herprivate area fully to the crowd. Sasha felt a cool breeze on her pussy,where she shouldn’t in public, reminding her of her situation. Shequivered. She was now bound naked, bent over a wooden box, to position herbutt just perfectly so as to make her butt a perfect target for the personholding the cane. Her back was in fierce pain. But no more had Sasha cometo terms with her new lover (the box) than the assistant announced “COUNTONE!”. She her a swish and heard the cane land, she felt the equivelent ofa baseball bat hit her ass. Sasha couldn’t believe it, it actually wasworse than the whipping she had just received, and she let out a curtlingscream, much to the amusment of the crowd. Many yelled “HARDER! HARDER!We want to see blood!” Just then the second stroke landed right below thefirst. At the tenth stroke, Sasha lost control of her bladder and peeddown her leg, but the strokes just kept coming. By now Ray had put theladdering of welts on her ass as close as possible from the top to bottomof the ass cheeks. Now he was placing the strokes between the previousstrokes, finding virgin skin to welt. At the 20th stroke he landed it ontop of the first stroke, and Sasha felt blood start to trickle down herass. She was bawling uncontrollablly now. All Sasha was thinking about wassurviving this ordeal. But the crowd was eating it up!! They loved it,there was a blood lust. Stroke 21 came and it felt like nothing she hadever felt before. She was tugging at the restraints more than ever tryingto free herself. But the restrains had no give. Now the pain was morethan she could endure, and she felt a cloud start to come over her. SUDDENLY she felt water dumped over her head, bringing her back toconscienness. She felt pain on her back and ass, and was not sure what washappening, and why she couldn’t move her legs and arms. Then she realisedshe was naked in public, and bent over, and she heard “STROKE 25!” andheard a swish, and a huge pain on her ass…..she was being caned inpublic!! AHHHHHHHHH!! she let out. Then the thoughts came back to her,she had passed out from the pain. The endurance continued. Ray and theassistant were making sure she was awake for all of the strokes. And theyjust kept coming and coming. It seemed to take forever to get to 30strokes. At 35 strokes she no longer screamed, just groaned in reaction.But her body still convulsed with each stroke. Getting to stroke 40 was amarathon. She passed out again at 41, only to be revived by a bucket ofwater again. At stroke 49, she was no longer able to scream or react. Just groans. For the fiftieth and final stroke Ray instructed theassistant to dump more water on her, assuring that she was fullyconscience. He started to talk to the crowd, came to her face, grasped it,and made sure she was looking at him through her teared eyes. Then he wentbehind her and delivered the final stroke with a running start….it wasthe exclamation mark on her punishment to make sure she did not forget it.The guards unrestrained her, but she could not get up. Ray gave her a bitof encouragement by threatening that anyone still on the box in 30 secondswould receive a stroke of the cane. Sasha got her hands under herself andpushed her body off the box. Turned and stumbled toward the stairs. Theguards picked her up by her arms and lifted her down the stairs and startedto drag her through the streets to her home, followed by the crowd takingswats at her battered and bruised back and butt. The got her to her home,opened the door, and d**g her to her bed, and threw her on it. Herboyfriend, Adam was there to take care of her. Sasha had been through awhipping and caning. Now she needed to recover. She had more than learnedher lesson. She would make sure to never end up on the gallows platformagain.

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