I once had a Headmaster, who loved giving a good thrashing with the cane.
He would use it on my backside until the marks it made did long remain!
One day I complained bitterly, to a girl I knew at the time.
I asked her to take a look, and count how many there were in a line.
She slapped my face heavily, then stamped on my toe for good measure.
If you have the answer to why she did this, could you answer here; at your own leisure!