Next up is Cook.

The woman who runs the kitchen.

duckie is actually afraid of her.

She lifts the paddle, doesn’t hesitate.

The first strike is brutal.

duckie’s whole body jerks.

He screams.

But he keeps counting.

“Five! Thank you, Mistress!”

“Ten! Thank you, Mistress!”

She is putting everything into these hits. His ass is already raw, and she is not going easy.

Fifteen.

He is shaking now, voice trembling.

Twenty.

Still counting, but his breath is catching between numbers.

Twenty-five.

I think she’s stopping—but no.

She keeps going.

Another. And another.

duckie is struggling now, desperately trying to keep up with the count.

Forty-five.

Fifty.

Finally—she hands the paddle over.

His ass is going to be black and blue.