As my English Mistress took a few steps to allow Auntie Wendy to take up her position, she held the cane out to the younger woman with the dark blonde...curly hair. Mrs. Taylor took the cane in her right hand and quickly took up her caning position.“So turned on, are we, Auntie Sylvia? Perhaps you’d like to help 'soothe' this one once we’re finished?” she smiled as she began tapping the cane gently against my bottom in preparation for those final six strokes.Mrs. Davies licked her lips and. At least they looked like cocktails, Anna had never visited a bar but she’d seen those drinks in movies ... plenty of times. Tall glasses with an orange liquid in it and an orange slice attached to the rim, others filled with a white liquid, a piece of coconut and an paper umbrella sticking out of the glass.“Those look ... fabulous!” Anna’s tone was nervous and uneasy. “But that’s alcohol, isn’t it?” she inquired carefully, trying to sound polite. “I don’t really do alcohol...” This was her. I then ordered her to stand, I had diana lift her hair while I placed the Training Collar around her neck. I then informed her that if she now confirmed that she wanted to learn more about becoming a 24/7 slave to Sam, & learn from me plus my slaves now is the time to do it. Cindy looked at Sam & replied "yes I do want this & I know Sam wants this as well".As for the meal here tonight, Cindy you will not be eating at the table, you will eat in the kitchen with my slaves & you will all serve. I needn't have worried, i liked them right away, both in their late fifties, early sixties, i was 30 years old so a fair age gap, Scott was a fine looking gent and Janet still had her looks, i imagined she must have been a real head Turner in her day, she was still a good looking woman, and probably still turning men's heads, it was hard to believe they were a couple of swingers, but that's what they were, and they were going to look after us and help us, Willie, realise his fantasy, a.