The sound precedes the sting.
The sting builds with each stroke.
The pain increases until it's almost unbearable.
Deep breath, take another.
Stoic silence gives way to cries of pain.
Fight back the desire to beg for it to stop.
The cane is a fearsome implement, it leaves tramline marks that last for days, or weeks.
The cane is my implement of choice, I have a deep need to be thrashed to the edge of endurance, and then beyond.