Once She had observed that Her slave's breathing seemed to have steadied and he looked as though the ordeal of the dildo had been thoroughly absorbed, Ms. Louise softly resumed the training session.
    "frederick, crawl over here and kneel before me.  Come on, little man, time for you to prove to Mistress that you still remember how to perform proper foot worship.  Do it correctly this time and I may just have a rare treat for you.  If you volunteer, that is."
    Though frederick's mind was still a swirl with submissive delirium after having been so ruthlessly impaled on Ms. Louise's strap-on anal dominator, still he registered the cryptic comment about treats and volunteering.  But at the moment, he gave it no second thought.  No, his thoughts immediately jumped forward to concentrating on the assigned task of oral foot worship.  This was a duty and an honor that frederick deeply cherished, despite the fact that he is possessed of no shoe or foot fetish.  For him though, the opportunity to perform perfect and ardent foot worship under Ms. Louise's exacting tutelage and standards is always simply a submissive act of purely delicious symbolism.  Utterly naked and at his Goddess' Feet, worshiping the lowest portion of Her exquisite Female anatomy in precisely the way he has been instructed and trained to do.  Doing this, not for his own selfish pleasure or enjoyment, but strictly because it pleases Ms. Louise to be so eagerly and properly adored by a well trained nude man.  This, for frederick, is always seen as that wondrously rare chance to derive his own deep pleasure solely from that of his precious Mistress.  By worshiping Her for HER pleasure, power and amusement.  Not for his own fetish fulfillment.
    So, drawing upon his many lessons in the precise and only proper way to worship Ms. Louise's perfect feet, frederick fell to the task with profound submissive relish.  But even as he removed the wickedly erotic sharp stiletto heels and held each in turn to his face to inhale the full aroma as custom and instruction dictate, frederick was once again addressed by Ms. Louise.
    "Very good, frederick.  Nice to see that you are starting correctly, for I fully expect you to perform perfectly today.  So that I can give you the treat I promised.  And what do you think that treat is, frederick?  That's right, little man.  Right from your deepest desires.  Ass Worship.  FULL Ass Worship.  Just like your nasty little mind has always imagined.  Don't think I don't see your rude and impertinent stare every time I bend over.  Don't think I have missed seeing you in the mirrors, staring at My Bottom every time I walk away from you.  Ha!  Silly man.  Did you think this terrible fetish of yours was any secret to your Mistress?  You have been dying to press your lips and tongue to My Bottom since the day you first crawled into My Studio.  Well, today's the day, frederick.  Today's the day you get to learn FULL Ass Worship exactly as I like to have it performed."
    Now these words had an electrifying effect on poor frederick.  For of course they were completely true.  he is nothing if not a perfect candidate for an ass slave of the highest devotion.  his fetish runs deep and Ms. Louise's perfect derriere is a butt fetishist's dream.  Many times frederick had imagined being given the supreme honor of worshiping his gorgeous Mistress' Bottom.  Many times he had had to force himself to turn his gaze respectfully downward or away when presented with chances for unauthorized lewd looks or stares as Mistress so crushingly and accurately accused.  So to imagine actually being allowed to kiss, to adore, to worship that most Divine Posterior of his most submissive and servile dreams was an intoxicating thought.  So powerful, in fact, that frederick had to force himself to redouble his concentration on the task at hand.  For to make a single tiny error in the foot worship would no doubt totally forfeit any opportunities to learn ass worship.  Ms. Louise would certainly never advance the training if any imperfections or failures to totally absorb earlier lessons was exhibited in the smallest way.  So despite the impact of the words suggesting he might actually win the reward of such a cherished dominant gift, frederick made sure he paid passionate and devoted attention to his foot worship duties.  Yes, his treacherous male clit had again stiffened and begun to leak lewdly.  Despite the memories of the candle-stick lesson, frederick was powerless to control the drip that revealed his true nature.  he longed to win the privilege of ass worship and his silly cock always gave his darkest secrets away in such obvious fashion.
    Yes, Mistress Louise indeed knew Her slave's vulnerabilities well and so now She made clear Her incredibly devastating design.  "Oh…but frederick.  Before that disgustingly undisciplined cock leaks on My floor yet again  --  My, how quickly we forget our birthday candle stick lesson.  I see that is one we will have to repeat!  --  but as I was saying, before that silly clit of yours makes another mess, there is still the issue of volunteering, remember?  No privilege as intimate as FULL Ass Worship comes without a price, now does it?  Or do you think I would let just any slobbering slave kiss My Bare Bottom?!  No, frederick, we have discussed this before.  you know you must be punished rather severely before you are given any such reward in THIS studio.  So then…do you volunteer, frederick?  Do you?"  Ms. Louise asked, Her lovely eyebrows arching inquisitively with the question in Her voice.
    Frederick was still busy at Ms. Louise' feet, fervently striving to perform the ritual of foot worship to full perfection.  But he managed to stammer, "Ummm…volunteer, Ms. Louise?  You mean, volunteer to learn to properly worship Your perfect bottom?  Of course I do, Ms. Louise.  I would consider it an honor and privy…"
    But frederick's words were summarily cut short by a sharp slap across the face.  "No, frederick, you silly man.  Shut up and worship.  I mean,  DO YOU volunteer for the punishment!  The punishment that will earn you the reward?"
    frederick resumed his worship briefly as instructed, his eyes screwed up in apparent confusion, however.  And he was about to inquire when Ms. Louise named the extravagant price before he could ask.
    "Earlier, I told you that you would get the cane today, did I not, frederick?  Well that is it then.  If you sincerely…and I MEAN SINCERELY, volunteer.  If you ask Me, beg Me, for 100 strokes of the cane across your bare bottom, then you will get to learn ass worship today.  If you TAKE all 100 strokes, that is, of course.  Without whining!  So then frederick, I will ask you one last time and I want to hear it from you plainly and sincerely if you do.  Do you volunteer?"
    OH!  How totally devastating!  Ms. Louise had, of course, connected one of frederick's deepest dreads and fears with one of his most powerful fantasies and desires.  Take a caning. An incredibly long, hard and severe caning too (100 strokes?!).  Take a caning such as his worst imaginings had never even dared.  Take this most wicked and intense of corporal punishments, without complaint, and he would be allowed the fulfillment of one of his own most deeply held submissive desires.   To be instructed in the art of properly worshiping his gorgeous Mistress' Perfect Bottom.  Oh submissive dilemma!  Oh, what an exquisitely crafted quandary of the most dire and deliberate Female Domination!  frederick was completely adrift.  Completely in love with Mistress Louise for having crafted such an excruciatingly thorny strait of submissive consequence and action.  An inversion of all the usual rules.  Reward for accepting punishment.  Not punishment for disobedient action.  "Uuunnnghh!!," frederick groaned inwardly as the full brilliance and beauty of Ms. Louise's deliciously evil plan coalesced within him.  For there was no doubt.  NOT A SHRED in frederick's mind.  Of course Ms. Louise knew that She really had given frederick NO choice whatsoever.  he would simply be skewered by his own naughty fantasies. he would HAVE to beg for Her cane.  And then She could happily punish him in the most severe fashion, all the while reminding him that he had begged for it!  For all of it.  For 100 strokes of burning, searing, intense corporal discipline with the most feared and respected implement known to him.  The CANE! OH!  If it had not been his own poor ass on the line, frederick would have laughed aloud at the delectable elegance of the vintage scenario Ms. Louise had created.  What an incredibly diabolical Mistress.  Even as he shuddered inwardly before answering, frederick knew he would always and forever be enslaved to this Woman.  Her skill and unique Dominant capacity had once more been branded into his erotic psyche with the most searing of mental irons.  And though he knew he would painfully remember this moment for long time to come, frederick also knew that he now had no choice but to earnestly, passionately and sincerely BEG this most lovely, refined and sadistically wonderful Woman to give him no less than ONE HUNDRED hard strokes of a cane across his bare and submissively presented buttocks.  he was hoist on his own fetish vulnerabilities and was as skewered and spiked as any fish in a barrel.
    The twinkling gleam in Ms. Louise' eyes and the incredibly lovely smile that glowed from Her beautiful visage proved beyond all doubt that both Mistress and slave knew he was totally ensnared.  Her web of Dominance was complete and frederick was helpless.  Finishing his foot worship to perfect completion, frederick steeled himself for what he knew he must now do.  Summoning all his courage and full resolve to submit to this incredible Woman in perfect accord with her most demanding terms, he looked directly into Ms. Louise' expectant eyes.
    "Ms. Louise, MISTRESS Louise, will you please give this most humble and sincere slave who kneels before you in abject submission the full measure of discipline required to win the reward of learning to properly worship Your Perfect Bottom?  Will You please give me no fewer than 100 strokes of Your most severe canes across my shamelessly naked buttocks.  Will You please, PLEASE punish me with the full severity required to put me into proper submissive posture and condition to obediently and reverently learn the art of worshiping Your Bottom to full perfection.  i beg You to please consider this most sincere petition.  Will You please allow me to volunteer for the cane in most earnest and heartfelt fashion?  i promise to take all 100 strokes without complaint and to thank You sincerely for each and every one of them"
    To which, Ms. Louise graciously replied with the most alluring smile of glee frederick had ever seen, "Of course, frederick.  I will punish you as you request.  you have begged for the cane and you will get it.  Now how could I turn down such a sincere request for corporal punishment?  Hmm?"
    With that, Ms. Louise slipped Her sharp stiletto's back onto Her perfectly worshipped feet and stepped up close before Her kneeling slave.  Turning around, She pushed Her exquisite Bottom directly into frederick's face, enveloping his face in the luscious cleft of Her panty-clad Buttocks.   "Follow me, frederick.  Stand and follow behind Me keeping your face pushed between My Cheeks where it belongs.  If I don't feel your nose firmly pushed up deep between My Ass-Cheeks you will lose this rare opportunity to get the caning you beg for.  And of course, no cane, no worship."
    Ms. Louise then laughed delightedly and quickly strode into the next room.  Supremely confident that frederick's nose would remain buried in Her Bottom cleft as instructed, though he had to bend over awkwardly and shuffle behind Her in the most ludicrous and comically humiliating fashion in order to comply.   But of course he did.  he kept his face pressed deep between Her Bottom Cheeks until She stopped and told him to stand up straight.  When he did, frederick found himself facing the full array of Ms. Louise's implements of corporal punishment.  There, hanging in silent mockery of his silly plea for severe discipline, were pegged the rows of paddles, straps, hairbrushes and canes which Ms. Louise used for correcting the most recalcitrant of naughty boys.
    "Pick three of the canes, frederick, and be quick about it.  I don't have all day to punish you.  Do it now and pick carefully, little man.  There will be no changing of your mind now.  Ha!"
    Totally befuddled by now, frederick quickly took three of the canes from the wall and handed them to his Mistress.  he did not know, or perhaps was beyond caring, that he had inadvertently selected three VERY wicked implements of intense corporal discipline.  Perhaps frederick was even in that place where he chose severity subconsciously, hoping it would further please Ms. Louise with his sincere willingness to suffer for Her pleasure.  But regardless, he obediently resumed his position with his nose pressed into Her ass. 
    When next frederick was told to stand, he then felt himself gently but firmly pushed face down over the end of the medical bed.  Mistress and slave were now both reflected in the fully mirrored walls of the medical room of Her Domination Studio.  Slave frederick totally nude, of course.  his bare bottom now lewdly presented for punishment.  Buttocks pushed out from the waist and arching in perfect target position as he laid his upper torso on the medical bench.  Mistress Louise laid two of the canes aside on the preparation table and tapping the third one against the open palm of Her other hand, She casually dictated the rules of the impending punishment ritual.
    "you will count and thank Me for each stroke, frederick.  you know how this is done.  But just to be nice I will remind you that the correct response from you is One Ma'am, thank You, Ma'am, two Ma'am, thank You, Ma'am, etc.  Do you understand?  Good boy!  Now, you will also take these 100 strokes without complaint as agreed.  I will give them to you in sets of 10.  And you will stroke that silly, leaky, slutty male clit of yours with your right hand for the duration of your punishment.  Oh, and of course, if you lose count or fail to properly thank Me for each stroke, we start over.  This should go without saying, but I warn you anyhow.  So pay attention!  Do you understand, frederick?
    Of course frederick replied affirmatively and so, with the final instruction, Ms. Louise prepared to begin punishing Her naked slut as he had so sincerely begged for.  "Start stroking your cock now, frederick.  Do it!"
    Then, no sooner had frederick obediently taken his perversely erect cock in hand and begun to stroke it as ordered, the first of the 100 cane strokes seared like liquid fire across his helplessly presented bottom.
    "One Ma'am, thank you Ma'am!", frederick almost screamed the required response.  Ms. Louise was not starting gently by any means.  The very first lash of the cane across his ass made him lurch and wince in intense pain.  he could already feel the first welt forming across his naked cheeks and yet his treacherous cock remained stiff and fully aroused in his hand.  Not for the first time did this make frederick silently chastise his perverse submissive inclinations for getting him into such situations.  Here he was being strictly caned on his naked ass and yet his cock was hard and betraying him as VERY perversely masochistic.  Oh…how he both loved and yet deeply hated it!
    But he had no time for such abstract ruminations right now.  The next slice of the cane bit deeply into his ass.  "YEEOWWW!" his brain silently screamed, but only a stoic, "Two Ma'am, thank You Ma'am escaped his tight lips. 
    And on it went, "Three Ma'am, thank You Ma'am.  Four Ma'am, thank You Ma'am," etc.  The wicked slashes of the cane sliced down with rapid regularity and frederick winced and squirmed and felt the intensity of nasty welts being raised one right above another as a ladder of corporal agony was drawn on his ass with artful accuracy and deep impression.  Obediently stroking his stiff and treasonous manhood, frederick struggled to use the pleasure to ease the intense pain of the cane strokes punishing his buttocks with increasing torment.  Finally, the first ten were completed and frederick began to wonder if he could really make it.  Only ten strokes had been laid across his ass and already his buttocks were on fire.  As Ms. Louise soothingly ran a hand over his punished bottom, She too sensed his wavering resolve. 
    "Hmmm…", She cooed sweetly.  "Good boy.  Only ninety more to go, right, frederick?  Do you still want them all?  Or shall we stop now and forget about the ass worship today?
    Oh, how wicked She can be.  What a terrible Dominant Vixen to so blatantly use his desires in such brazen fashion.  But of course frederick adores Her for this very quality and so was steeled by Her question to reply as he knew he must.  "Please, Ms. Louise.  May we please continue?  Will You please give me the rest of the full 100 strokes I begged You for?"
    Smiling at his request, Ms. Louise laid a cool hand on frederick's back to hold him down in proper position as She again raised Her cane.  THE-WACCK! The thin rod whistled through the air and once again the punishment commenced.  "Eleven, Ma'am, thank You Ma'am.  Twelve, Ma'am, thank You, Ma'am.  The mantra resumed as the whole erotic discipline tableau was reflected in the mirrored walls to burn the images into frederick's mind even as the cane sizzled across his ass again and again.  Frederick saw the most beautiful of strict Women standing with exquisite Dominant aplomb and punishing his bare bottom with stroke after slice after biting cut of the wicked discipline cane.  he heard his own voice thanking her for each intensely painful stroke.  he saw himself shamelessly masturbating under Her witness and direction as She repeatedly told him to keep stroking his cock as he was punished.  If the intensity of a stripe or the deliberately cruel pinch of a welt on his cheeks caused his instructed masturbation to falter or slow, the cane fell particularly harshly.  And Ms. Louise made clear the connection, telling him that She would increase the severity of the strokes if he did not follow ALL instructions.
    With agonizing slowness, the mile markers of this journey through intense discipline were gradually achieved.  20 strokes.  30 Strokes.  40 strokes.  Poor frederick's bare bottom became bright red and livid with raised welts.  Stripe after nasty stripe of obviously severe caning crisscrossed his swollen buttocks and soon became ever more pronounced.  The mirrored walls continued to reflect the naked punishment in clear detail as frederick was ordered to keep his eyes open and to watch every stroke fall.  The walls echoed his submissive chants of thanks for each wicked stroke and all the while frederick struggled with the exquisite juxtaposition of pleasure and pain.  he stroked his cock that stayed lewdly stiff and jutted erectly from between his legs in full drippy sluttishness.  Despite the wicked caning, frederick perversely drew ever closer to actually climaxing!  Even under such intense duress.
    Of course, this fact was not lost on Ms. Louise.  She began to verbally taunt Her shameless slut for his apparent masochism.  "Ooh…looks like you are enjoying this punishment, frederick.  I see now why you begged for it so.  Look at how hard your little clit is!  What a little pain slut.  We shall just have to find ever more intense ways to torture and humiliate you, won't we?  But why wait?  This is so much fun!"
    So somewhere along about stroke 60 or 70 or so, Ms. Louise informed Her slave that he could beg for release if he wanted to.  he could beg to be allowed to climax under the cane and he might well be given permission.  But of course frederick knew that the punishment would continue regardless.  And he also knew that if he climaxed, he would lose the fragile protection of erotic arousal.  Nothing at all, not even that thin shield of submissive lust, would then shelter him from the full agony of the severe caning.  he would receive the full 100 strokes he had begged for.  And those coming AFTER sexual release would be extremely intense.  PURE pain.  So despite the fact that he now dripped lewdly, despite the fact that the head of his stiff penis was slick and shiny with pre-cum effluent, despite the fact the natural lubricant now made orgasm feel almost imminent, still frederick struggled NOT to climax.  he did not ask for release.  he obeyed the commands to keep masturbating vigorously every time Ms. Louise felt he had slowed or was being bashful.  he pushed back his bottom as expected to absorb the full measure of each slicing cut of the cane.  And of course, he thanked Ms. Louise for each and every stripe.  But he would NOT allow himself to come too close to climax.
    Finally, at long last, stroke 90 fell and thanks was properly given.  Frederick's bottom was deeply marked and fully a-blush with the results of an intensely severe caning punishment.  he could see the crisscrossed stripes in the mirrors.  Only 10 more strokes remained.  Mockingly now, Ms. Louise again asked frederick if he wished to stop.  Teasingly, She again suggested that perhaps they should quit the punishment scene and approach ass worship another day.  But of course frederick could not stop now.  Even without the promised reward, now his damnable masculine pride was working against him as well.  he had begged for the full sentence of punishment to be imposed.  he could not wimp out now, with the end so close.  Even though he suspected that the final 10 strokes would be applied even more wickedly than the any of the preceding ninety.  Besides, his incredibly perfidious cock was still stiff and throbbing for release now.  It had been stroked and pumped and taken right to edge of climax as the only protection frederick had against the pure, unadulterated pain of the incessant caning punishment.  Not only had Ms. Louise continually reminded frederick that he was to maintain manual milking motions throughout his punishment, but frederick had been using the edge of pleasure to dull the sharpest edge of pain.  Now he truly did ache for release in the most throbbing fashion.
    Perhaps sensing this, Ms. Louise settled this issue before commencing the final 10 strokes of the begged for voluntary punishment.  "frederick, I suggest that you ask Me for release very soon.  Because otherwise, there will be no release for you at all today.  There will NOT be any release during ass worship instruction, I can tell you now.  That is a ritual of submissive worship and has nothing to do with YOUR sexual pleasure or response, do you understand?  Ass worship is for Mistress.  It is a demonstration of your servility and true status as slave.  It is a show of obedience and humility.  NOT for silly and disgusting wanking.  Do you understand, frederick?"
    And of course frederick did, and replied accordingly.  he too felt that if given the privilege of worshiping Ms. Louise's perfect bottom, he would wish to do so from purity of submissive motive.  Like the foot worship earlier, frederick sincerely wished to worship his Mistress' bottom as a servile act.  An act of devotion.  An act that showed Mistress She was so beautiful, powerful and divine in his mind that it was a privilege to kiss Her Ass.  To kiss it with passionate surrender and adoration and genuine worship.  Not as selfish display of fetish desire.  It may well be his deepest fetish, but frederick had at the very least been well trained enough that he truly and sincerely wished to subsume his own desires to those of his Mistress.  So Ms. Louise' words touched the perfect chord of genuine submission in frederick's psyche.  And the result was that he suddenly had no greater desire than to find his ached for release under the intense punishment of the cane.  he now longed for, wanted, felt that it was his duty to show proper submissive erotic tribute to Ms. Louise by climaxing under the punishing tattoo of Her most intense strokes of the cane.
    So yes, he asked Her.  he asked to be allowed to release during the final 10 strokes of the cane across his already tenderized ass cheeks.  In fact, he begged.  So intense had the wish suddenly become to show physical response, to show that he truly loved being punished for Her pleasure, that it aroused him deeply to suffer for Her gratification and amusement.   Frederick begged to be allowed to release during his punishment and Ms. Louise graciously granted Her permission.
    The final 10 cuts began.  The cane, now the third and most vicious of the three frederick had selected at the beginning, whistled through the air as Ms. Louise teasingly tested it for whippiness and flex.  Full of intense trepidation commingling with elevated arousal as he began to stroke his engorged shaft towards final climax, frederick watched in the mirrors, wincing at each high whistle of the dreaded implement.  Finally the final set began.  SKREE-WICCK! The cane sliced bitterly into the welts and blistered flesh of frederick's already punished buttocks.  THEE-WACCK! It fell again with terrible resolve to punish severely!  frederick resolutely offered the required thanks in the firmest voice he could muster.  Which of course was pretty tremulous given the duality of simultaneously straddling the twin thresholds of pain and orgasm.  But still the spectacle ground inexorably toward conclusion.  The cane was drawn back and then slashed hard across the scarlet ass cheeks straining to properly present themselves after each punishing stroke.  The required thanks were given.  The cane slashed again.
    Timing himself to the best of his horribly strained ability, frederick found himself on the verge of orgasm just as Ms. Louise drew back the cane for the One Hundredth and final stroke.  With a sob of both exquisite relief and a shrill howl at the pain of the hardest and final stroke of his punishment, frederick climaxed into his own hand.  his shameless seed burst forth in defaming coils of release, even as his ass was put a-flame for the final time that day.  frederick managed to choke out a very sincere thank you for the stripe of fire given across his severely chastised bottom even as the most exquisite erotic release exploded from his engorged and throbbing penis.  Again and again he pumped the evidence of his submissive fate and destiny from the choked and immodest shaft of his treasonous manhood.  Even as Ms. Louise cruelly pinched his welts and verbally taunted him for the way in which his climax under punishment revealed him for the slave and slut that he truly is.  Soon all that remained were the mocking pools of thick white cum that lay in obscene spatter pattern on the smooth surface of the medical bed.
    Seeing this nasty mess besmirching Her dungeon furniture, Ms. Louise admonished Her slave to clean it up immediately.  he was told to run to the slave bathroom, retrieve the towels and bleach disinfectant and to wipe up then thoroughly clean the table to spotless perfection and hygiene.  Then he was to clean himself up and report to Her in the next room for instruction in ass worship.  These commands were delivered in the clipped and staccato tone that brooked no hesitation and which demanded immediate compliance.  Ms. Louise then turned on Her heel, snatched up the three canes and walked away.  frederick was left standing completely defeated, yet somehow deliriously happy.  his ass was bruised and on fire.  The evidence of his shameless obedience and total submission to this exquisite and beautiful Woman confronted his senses and vision.  In a daze of delicious obedience, he quickly did exactly as he was told.  he cleaned the medical bed meticulously.  he washed his now flaccid and docile penis and he cleaned his hands and face with soap and water.  Then he approached the door to the next room and heard his Mistress.
    "you will crawl into this room, slave.  On your hands and knees you may approach…"

Next…the reward.