politely. ‘Pleased to meet you,’ she said with a grin. The two of them sat down on a couple of patio chairs by another table.
‘I suppose you already know Mike and Paul,’ said Lisa. Mike struggled to put on a pair of jeans. His stiff erection made the task difficult but eventually he succeeded and then he and Paul sat next to the others on the remaining chairs.
Madam Stone smiled broadly. ‘Oh, yes, I know Mike and Paul,’ she said, her dark eyes shining.
A maid appeared, dressed in the ubiquitous brief uniform and carrying a tray of drinks which she set down on the table.
‘That skirt is not short enough, Anne,’ said Madam Stone angrily.
‘I’m sorry, miss,’ said the terrified girl.
‘You will be. Come and see me in my room at eight o’clock.’
‘Yes, miss.’ The maid bowed her head, then turned and left.
‘What will you do to her?’ asked Lisa.
‘She will be spanked for her impertinence. She knows the rules. The buttocks must be clearly in view when a maid bends forward. If Mr Gee had seen her she would have been dismissed.’
‘Where is Mr Gee?’ asked Janet. ‘I haven’t seen him since last night.’
‘He has gone to Gatwick airport to welcome our guests. They will be here this evening.’
‘What type of group have we got this time?’ asked Mike.
‘Americans. Couples, each with their own special hang-ups. It will be a good introduction for Janet and Lisa.’
‘Can I spank the maid?’ Paul spoke lazily, as though it was the most natural thing to ask. Madam Stone regarded him haughtily.
‘If you wish,’ she said after a moment’s consideration. She clapped her hands loudly. ‘Anne,’ she called. ‘Come here immediately.’
The hapless maid returned as ordered. The offending skirt had been changed to one which was far shorter, bordering on the obscene. Tantalising wisps of dark, pubic hair could be glimpsed just below the hem as she stood subserviently before the assembled group.
‘Mr Paul wishes to thrash you,’ said Madam Stone.
‘Yes, miss,’ said the maid. Paul moved his chair and patted his knees. Lisa felt a little sorry for the girl as she moved slowly over to take her punishment. There was a fresh-faced innocence about her and she seemed terribly nervous.
Madam Stone slipped her arm around Lisa’s shoulders and casually rested her hand on her bare breast. ‘Watch how he deals with her,’ she whispered, ‘and remember what I taught you this morning.’
The maid bent over Paul’s lap without being asked. There was no need for him to raise her skirt. Virtually the entire area of her bottom was bared as the hem rose almost to her waist. Paul stroked the pert, pink globes lovingly. ‘What a beautiful little bottom,’ he muttered. He slipped his fingers between her legs and drew then slowly up along the cleft between her buttocks. Lisa noticed that his fingers glistened. Clearly the maid was thoroughly enjoying every moment of her torment. The maid shifted her position so that her legs parted slightly and her bottom became raised. From her vantage point, Lisa could now see everything that Paul was doing to her.
She watched, dry mouthed, as he moved his fingertips back down the cleft of her bottom. He paused momentarily as they brushed lightly against her tiny sphincter. The maid moaned softly. Paul moved his hand again and this time slipped all four fingers into the soaking hole between her legs. The maid arched her back and groaned with pleasure as he plunged deep inside her. ‘Arousal,’ hissed Madam Stone.
Lisa’s own fingertips found her rapidly dampening pussy and she pulled at the soft flesh as she watched the erotic scene unfolding before her. Paul started twisting and turning his hand inside the young woman’s loose sex-lips and the maid circled her hips in response to his incessant probing. Her eyes were closed and her teeth were clenched. She was clearly in ecstasy.
‘This is hardly a punishment!’ Madam Stone said, sternly. Janet
‘I suppose you already know Mike and Paul,’ said Lisa. Mike struggled to put on a pair of jeans. His stiff erection made the task difficult but eventually he succeeded and then he and Paul sat next to the others on the remaining chairs.
Madam Stone smiled broadly. ‘Oh, yes, I know Mike and Paul,’ she said, her dark eyes shining.
A maid appeared, dressed in the ubiquitous brief uniform and carrying a tray of drinks which she set down on the table.
‘That skirt is not short enough, Anne,’ said Madam Stone angrily.
‘I’m sorry, miss,’ said the terrified girl.
‘You will be. Come and see me in my room at eight o’clock.’
‘Yes, miss.’ The maid bowed her head, then turned and left.
‘What will you do to her?’ asked Lisa.
‘She will be spanked for her impertinence. She knows the rules. The buttocks must be clearly in view when a maid bends forward. If Mr Gee had seen her she would have been dismissed.’
‘Where is Mr Gee?’ asked Janet. ‘I haven’t seen him since last night.’
‘He has gone to Gatwick airport to welcome our guests. They will be here this evening.’
‘What type of group have we got this time?’ asked Mike.
‘Americans. Couples, each with their own special hang-ups. It will be a good introduction for Janet and Lisa.’
‘Can I spank the maid?’ Paul spoke lazily, as though it was the most natural thing to ask. Madam Stone regarded him haughtily.
‘If you wish,’ she said after a moment’s consideration. She clapped her hands loudly. ‘Anne,’ she called. ‘Come here immediately.’
The hapless maid returned as ordered. The offending skirt had been changed to one which was far shorter, bordering on the obscene. Tantalising wisps of dark, pubic hair could be glimpsed just below the hem as she stood subserviently before the assembled group.
‘Mr Paul wishes to thrash you,’ said Madam Stone.
‘Yes, miss,’ said the maid. Paul moved his chair and patted his knees. Lisa felt a little sorry for the girl as she moved slowly over to take her punishment. There was a fresh-faced innocence about her and she seemed terribly nervous.
Madam Stone slipped her arm around Lisa’s shoulders and casually rested her hand on her bare breast. ‘Watch how he deals with her,’ she whispered, ‘and remember what I taught you this morning.’
The maid bent over Paul’s lap without being asked. There was no need for him to raise her skirt. Virtually the entire area of her bottom was bared as the hem rose almost to her waist. Paul stroked the pert, pink globes lovingly. ‘What a beautiful little bottom,’ he muttered. He slipped his fingers between her legs and drew then slowly up along the cleft between her buttocks. Lisa noticed that his fingers glistened. Clearly the maid was thoroughly enjoying every moment of her torment. The maid shifted her position so that her legs parted slightly and her bottom became raised. From her vantage point, Lisa could now see everything that Paul was doing to her.
She watched, dry mouthed, as he moved his fingertips back down the cleft of her bottom. He paused momentarily as they brushed lightly against her tiny sphincter. The maid moaned softly. Paul moved his hand again and this time slipped all four fingers into the soaking hole between her legs. The maid arched her back and groaned with pleasure as he plunged deep inside her. ‘Arousal,’ hissed Madam Stone.
Lisa’s own fingertips found her rapidly dampening pussy and she pulled at the soft flesh as she watched the erotic scene unfolding before her. Paul started twisting and turning his hand inside the young woman’s loose sex-lips and the maid circled her hips in response to his incessant probing. Her eyes were closed and her teeth were clenched. She was clearly in ecstasy.
‘This is hardly a punishment!’ Madam Stone said, sternly. Janet
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