The secretary's ass was throbbing as she bent with her panties at her knees to present her bottom for the cane. Her boss had just finished giving her a butt-blistering strapping, at first kneeling on the chair, but then upended after he became impatient with her trying to avoid the strokes. The humiliation of that had almost been more then she could bear. But it was hard to worry about shame when your buttocks were on fire. Then the first stroke of the cane lashed across her bottom - the pain instantly obliterating her shame . . .