Just the act of writing this has given me such a stiffy that I will have to pause and give myself some relief while I think about spanking her arse and giving her a good seeing to in every available orifice. Sex vedio . . . … Don’t Rock The Boat! but I digress. … I rested my hand on her bum and with the other hand unclipped her bra through the material of her dress and then reached underneath and undid the few buttons on her top so that I could put my hand inside and push the cups off her breasts and fondle those as well, rolling her hardening nipples round between my thumb and fingers. But where we were was ideal. But where we were was ideal. She lay down with her knees up and her thighs splayed open. get over my knee!’
‘Oh no!’
‘Over my knee now’
‘Please no’
‘If you don’t get over my knee immediately, and take your spanking, you will be caned and strapped before you leave here’
This had been the scene some twenty minutes previously. ‘There’s a bottle of chardonay in the fridge’, I said, ‘fetch the glasses will you’
‘What did your last servant die of?’ she asked, pretending to be annoyed (I think)
‘Oh her’, I replied, ‘I beat her to death’.
