The Art of Foot Torture and Bastinado Pain

My most painful Bastinado

The most painful bastinado I got it from my brother's friend.
He was in Lebanon (he is from Syria and came to Beirut more often). My brother started to teach me how to work on PC. (After that punishment). He is good in computers but he doesn't have the teaching skills, so he gave me just 2 or 3 lessons and stooped because he don't like to teach and he has some work to do.
Meanwhile, his friend came to Brute for little work and he will stay for 5 days. (Usually he stays in our home because my mother likes him and treats him like a son of her). Also he is a computer expert and also have a stationer shop and give private lessons in computer in his city. He has a very nice attractive why in speaking. He can enter to your hart very fast, gentleman, always smiling, very generous, and very diplomatic in his life.
He tought me for 5 days. Each day 2 hours in the morning and 2 in the evening. Really he is a very good teacher and very good talking man. After 20 hours of teaching I was good in the pc.
Next day he want to go to Damascus (his city) he told me " Shantal, you did very well last 5 days. I want you to study hard. I don't want anyone to say that I'm a bad teacher. You know I give so much lessons and I have a good reputation in this field. So study hard and I'll send you some quizzes by mail to study them, and I'll be back after 10 or 15 days to make you an exam. The result should be not less than 90 %. If you get less than I'll punish you. If you get more I'll give you a very nice gift." He said that and my mother was next to me. She added " my son. Shantal is your sister. I want her to be as good as you in computer. So do what ever you want to her but remember what we allays says - the meat is yours and the bones is ours- this is a proverb in our country mean you can punish the skin but you can`t have the bones.
So I asked him to make the exam after 15 days to be able to study more and agreed.
He sent me the quiz by mail and was about 12 sheets. I started to study for 5 days. After that I start to go out very often with my friends because my parents went to France. I forgot everything about the exam. And the exam day is tomorrow.

At 10.30 next morning he call me from his cell phone and told me that he is in Beirut and he has some work to do and he would came at about 1.00 PM.
I hang the phone and ran to study more and more. At 1.00 PM he reached our home " Hi Shantal are you ready for the big day today?" Really I don't know what shall I tell him so I told him " yes". He opened his briefcase and gets form it some papers. " Ok Shantal this is the exam you should answer this in 2 hours. Or do you need more?" really I'm very afraid from this exam. I start to read the paper. I felt all what I know and study vanished from my head. I didn't know what to write. After 2 hours (and I felt them as the eternity) he stand and came to me. " Have you finished Shantal" he asked me. " Yes I have finished" I started to fill my hart bound very quickly. He started to check the answers and I looked to his eyes.
After 10 minutes his face changed I saw him looking to the paper and then looking to me while he checked on the paper nervously. After 15 minutes he gave me the papers and said " what a nice result you have" I saw the result and it was 37 %. " Oh my god why" I asked. "You ask me way? I gave you 15 days to study and you did nothing" " I' really did but I want more time to" I responded. He hold the papers and started to show them to me and described that if I red the quiz that he send it to me just two times I could get 95 % . Really I checked that and I knew that the exam had the same questions of the quiz but in anther order. " Now, can you tell me why you did that? Did you red the quiz?" he asked me " yes I did but I want more time" as soon as I finished my sentence his cell phone rang and that was my brother. He wanted to know the result. He told my brother the result. And remain silent hearing my brother "DANCING.. so that what she did... Ok I will... Oh thank you for help... bye"
He hung the phone and stand next to me " so there was a dancing party last week. You left your study and wasted my time to go to party" he told me that and I felt the anger in his eyes "No.n.. I really sorry .. I'll do what ever you want" I responded " lazy girl and a lier too? You will remember every step you did it in the party.. Come with me" he took me to the besetment. He took the ladder and put it in the middle of the room. Than he asked me to lay under the ladder and I did so.

He brought a rope and tied my hands over my head and fastened the rope to the ladder's rods. Than he tied my feet together and lift them to the air and tied them to the ladder's step. He took of my sandal and I was bare feet. " Now, you wasted my time. Lei to me and to you family. I'll give you the cane on your sole 60 strokes on your two feet. 20 for falling the exam, 20 for lying on me, and 20 for wasting my time today. So prepare your self"
"I'm so sorre..." and I felt the cane flying in the air to my sole
whiiff.. Crack...aaahiiiii
whiiff.. Crack...aaahiiiiiiii.... I felt very sharp pain on my soles.
He did that very hard and he was very angry about me. After each 20 cane he stooped for 5 minute and bring ice coupes and put them on my soles. "That ice will make your feet more sensitive for the next part" I couldn`t say anything I was crying very much. After he did all the caning he untied me and helped me to reach my room.
After that he took his case and left the home very angry. When my brother came he saw me like that and told me " you deserve it because I told you to study and don't waste time in parties. Where he is now?" asked my brother "I don't know, he left after he finished". My brother called him and find him on the way back to his home " why . you can`t stay here…than travel in the morning... o please A. don't be mad of her ... she is your little sister who you like.. OK Ok I'll call you tomorrow" than my brother come to me and say that A. is very angry and mad from my behavior. A. doesn't want to speak to me any more.
When I heard that I started to cry very much not from the pain but from loosing a very good nice friend.
A. ( I cant writ his name) didn't visit our home for 2 months. But he visited Beirut and saw my brother as usual.
One day he met me at my brother's office. He didn't say hello, he ignored me and went to see my brother. That was very hard to me. I didn't want to loose him.
I asked my brother to invite him to diner in our home. I want to set very ting with him. He hardly agreed after my brother's insisted. When he reached our home I enter the room and walked to him holding the cane in may hand " I'm ready to receive caning again from you. But don't be mad from me and don't let me" than he took the cane from me and lift my feet to his lap and gave me 6 light cane. Than he kissed me and told me that he did that because he loves me and want me to be the best.

This is the hardest caning I`ve ever got. Every time I remember that and remember that I would have lost this friend.. I want to cry.     Author Shantal   All Rights Reserved. Any unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting is strictly prohibited. © Falaka.net
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Francisco José
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Hi. I read this history is really nice.
I saw you enjoy the bastinado.

Kisses to your soles
Francisco

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Ilove falaka