Thursday, December 4, 2008

The Punishment Of Jing Lyie

Jing Lyie found herself stretched over the punishment bench. She had been found guilty of disorderly conduct. Judge Henry Fitzsimmons had sentenced her to sixteen cuts of the cane on her bare backside.


Judge Fitzsimmons was an Englishman by birth; he had been appointed a judge in 1964 and has been on the bench for seven years, ruling out British justice on the poor Chinese citizens of Hong Kong. Jing was a die hard communist and wanted Hong Kong to be returned to the Chinese Government and that is what she had been protesting when she was arrested.

On the other hand Judge Fitzsimmons was English, through and through. He was going to show this communist what happened to commies in his jurisdiction.

Jing pulled at her wrist restraints. She so much wanted to free herself. She tried to lift her legs up, but they too were restrained. She was alone in the room. Then the door burst open and in walked two matrons and Judge Fitzsimmons. One of the matrons was English, the other was Chinese. One of the matrons was holding the long willowy cane in her hands.

Jing gasped. "OOOHHH. What are you going to do with that awful thing?"

The matron swished it through the air. Judge Fitzsimmons spoke. "My dear she's going to teach you a very valuable lesson."

Jing shakes her head. "No wait. That isn't right. I wasn't doing anything wrong."

No one said another word. The Judge pointed to the matron without the cane and then to Jing. The Chinese matron went over to Jing and took out a knife. She then put it between Jing’s legs and split her dress up the back. Spreading the two pieces apart and baring Jing’s plump little ass. "Noooooo." Screams Jing.

The Chinese matron was a tall beefy woman. With lots of muscles. She moved to the back of Jing and too one side. Then Jing felt it, the first cut of the cane on her bare ass.

Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Oh god no. Please stop." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Oh my, this is just awful. Just the most awful." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Jing was crying profusely at this point. The pain would enter her ass where the cane made contact, then run up her spine. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Judge Fitzsimmons held up his hand and the matron stopped the beating. "This young lady should teach you to obey the laws and not to cause any trouble. Still crying, Jing said. "But I didn't do anything I wasn't entitled to do. I have my rights."

The judged laughed at this point. "Ha, ha, ha, ha. My dear I'll be the judge of what is right and what is wrong. And what you did was wrong."

He then looks at the matron with the cane. "Continue Muriel."

Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Swish. Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Once the beating was over, Jing lay there for about ten minutes. The judge and two matrons had left. Then in comes another man. Dressed as a doctor. He removes Jing’s restraints and helps her walk to an infirmary. There he lays her down on her stomach on a gurney. When he applies some suave to Jing’s welts.

She begins to crying again. Vowing to herself to get even with that ass hole judge.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

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