1:39am

Madam is rotating duckie now, turning him to face the audience. She announces that the next round of punishment is for exibishboy, who just loves to show off.

She’s using the cane this time. The first strike lands hard across duckie’s ass—and now we get a full view of his face, contorted in reaction. Madam isn’t holding back; those strikes are serious, each one making him flinch visibly. The intensity of those blows must really be making him feel it.

“Seven for exibishboy, thank you, Madam!” duckie manages to bark out after the final one. His face scrunches up with each impact, and it’s clear—he’s feeling every single blow.

Madam moves on quickly, though, turning her attention to the next volunteer.

Seven for anonsub. She tells him to count fast—and then she starts.

Strike after strike, one, two, three… no break between them. The cane whips across duckie’s backside, and he keeps counting, perfectly in sync.

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven for anonsub. Thank you, Madam!” duckie’s voice doesn’t falter—he’s taking it all.