The Training of Seda, Day Four

Seda descends once more into the basement for her final day of training. Ropes bite her wrists. A leather gag cuts her breath short. Each stroke of the cane lands hard across her ass, leaving sharp red lines that throb and burn. She gasps, shudders, strains against the restraints while the trainer works her over in silence. Later the same night she is led upstairs, still marked, still shaking, to stand before the household on the Upper Floor. Eyes follow every bruise and welt. She holds the position, silent, exposed, waiting to be judged. Anal training, corporal punishment, and strict bondage have shaped her across four days in 2010, and tonight decides whether she passes or fails.