"Kashiefa came forward and, as she had been instructed, removed her abaya and her finery."Which whip have you chosen?" asked the Emir.She spoke up in ... clear and confident voice, "If it pleases the Master, the birch." Three strokes of the birch for a maximum of nine points," intoned the Golden Palace Chief Eunuch, handing the instrument to the selected eunuch.Kashiefa draped herself over the whipping bench and all waited until she was settled.CRACK!A murmur of approval went round the crown as. I put some long black gloves for her to wear. They fitted up and over her elbow. I even put out a gold belly chain for her to wear. I laid out some different perfumes and sexy makeup. I even had some nail polish for her to try. I went back upstairs to wait. Right before 8pm I saw some lights come down my long driveway. They parked in front of my garage. I smiled as I saw two figures come up in front of my big windows of my house. Knock! Knock! I walked to my front door. I peaked out the. Both dressed well. I watched to see where they were going to sit and was suprised when after a visit to the restroom, they came up beside me at the bar and asked if the 2 stools beside mine were taken. I said "no, please sit down" After a little small talk I found that they were local as am I, and were just out to let their hair down after some shopping. The wife, Ann, was sitting between me and Frank her husband. She had on a dress, not really short, but very sexxy as it hugged her ass. ‘By the way Lexi, beautiful outfit you have on. I think you are the first coffee boutique owner I have met that wears a skirt to work.’ I added. You looked me in the eyes and seemed to take a moment to process my comments, then said, ‘Well, thank you for noticing!’ We made some small talk: brand management, marketing tips, blah blah blah. All I could think about was how hot you were. We stood up, side by side, talking about your business and looking at pictures and awards proudly displayed on.