Unbelievably, my weekly punishments from my company's punishment officer have continued, but there's no way I'm ever going to get used to this treatment! First. the horrible, strict man comes into the room and inspects my clothes (incredibly invasively OMG) before making me strip to my underwear so he can judge that too!The rest of the routine is familiar to me now, but no less traumatic! First I have to lower my panties and remove my bra for the hand strapping, before pulling my panties down to my ankles and getting onto all fours on the bench for the long painful bottom-tawsing. After that, I have to remove my panties all together and assume the humiliating, exposing, special caning position, for 12 hard strokes. I hate it! But my ordeal isn't over. The punishment officer stamps both my butt cheeks with an ink stamp to show I've been punished, then makes me lower my stockings so he can oil my body before I get into my humiliating 'uniform' of short white socks, high heels and a leather collar. That way, everyone will be able to see I've been punished and that I've been demoted from lawyer to servant! Next, there's obedience training with a horrible leash attached to my collar, and he corrects my posture with a stinging riding crop! Finally, he makes me kneel and puts a disgusting bar of soap in my mouth before a final inspection. This ordeal feels like it'll never end, and it'll all happen again next week, OMG!
