A fiery redhead, her eyes welling with anticipation and dread, is bound and presented. Her wrists are secured above her, toes barely touching the ground, as Graias' firm grip on her hair tilts her head back. The room echoes with the sharp crack of the wooden sole against her bare bottom, each strike drawing gasps and tears. The redhead squirms, her body painting a dance of pain and pleasure, as the cane leaves its crimson marks.