" Oh I like that idea, Mel. We can make her guess how many when we aredone putting them on her."I tried to count them as they were going on, but soon ...ost track. I wasat 27 when I finally lost track. Looks like I am really going to have toguess."Ok sissy, how many did we use" asked Mistress MelI knew that this question was coming. So I took my best educated guess,"34??"Wrong. I guess you are just going to have to count them out loud as wetake them off" said Mistress Michelle."Let?s take a break. The feel of his muscular framework and his shoulders enclosing me were some of the thoughts I had then. Jut then I decided to take a peep what he was doing so I looked back at him as I rested myself on the treadmill pretending to be tired because of the workout. The poor boy fumbled and dropped his bags on seeing me look at him.He was actually stroking himself which I pretended as if I had not seen as I just looked at him and raised my eyebrows and hand as if to enquire if everything was ok as. “Yes young lady. You do need to be disciplined” He said sternly as he took the belt from her hands. “I think you do deserve a good taste of my belt and you are going to get it.” He told her as he brushed her aside to move the two coffee mugs from the table. “Stand in the corner and face the wall!” He told her. “Hands on your head as well.” He watched her walk across the room and then left her to get some other equipment that he had locked away. He knew that one day it would come in handy, in. “Exactly! It was Kara’s idea, by the way.”“Of course it was!”“You have to admit Jodie was precisely your type, and exactly the kind of girl you would take to bed in a heartbeat.”“Yes, I admit that, but given the rules, I can’t even contemplate ‘spur-of-the-moment’ trysts. And you know what? That’s a good thing.”“You do know she’s going to call you at some point. She may not have flirted directly, but asking you to come see her horse was her innocent way of telling you she liked you.”“I got that.