Unanswered Pleas for mercy
She knew nothing she said would make any difference. Knew her stern Father would use his horrible swishy cane to sting and stripe her poor bottom. But even knowing this she always tried in the hope that even if it not get her off her chastisement it might maybe persuade him to cane a little less hard or give fewer stinging strokes.
Even as she begged him she knew it was useless, knew she would be sent to bed weeping again, with a tender bottom to take to bed. She kept her eye fixed on the cane he was flexing, unable or unwilling to meet his cold eyes.
She knew nothing she said would make any difference. Knew her stern Father would use his horrible swishy cane to sting and stripe her poor bottom. But even knowing this she always tried in the hope that even if it not get her off her chastisement it might maybe persuade him to cane a little less hard or give fewer stinging strokes.
Even as she begged him she knew it was useless, knew she would be sent to bed weeping again, with a tender bottom to take to bed. She kept her eye fixed on the cane he was flexing, unable or unwilling to meet his cold eyes.