A hand on my hips, the feeling of a hard cockagainst my ass. I was back in the club, I thought. I was swaying my bodywith timed precision, like I had ...anced all my life. I moved away fromthe hand as I felt it tuck something in the thong undies. I stood uptall, I squatted down, I spun, I kicked, I twirled around my pole. Thewhole time, every eye was on me. Every guy's cock hard, because of me. Ipulled at the string bikini behind me as I strutted the stage, and let metits free. The crowd erupted. He stayed slumped across Phoebe’s lap. He couldn’t move just yet, but at least knew his punishment was over. “Go to the bathroom and tidy yourself up, Mum will have finished with Dave soon. Oh and Michael, you will do well to apologise to me. I deserve it you know.” Just then Mrs T came back in to the room. “Are you finished Phoebe?” “Nearly Mum. Look at his bottom.” “Very good Phoebe. That is nicely red, and his legs as well. Good girl. I see you know what to do very well. Anyway, I am. And secretly, I was happy to get the bra, because it concealed something that had been worrying me. Although my arms and shoulders had stayed skinny, my chest had become a bit podgy. Flabby, even. The bra and falsies concealed that. The chastity belt was a real frustration. Charles had a new housekeeper. No friendlier than the first, but this one was good looking, and I looked. She was a live in housekeeper, and was allowed to use the pool and everything in her time off. Just watching her. When she gets to the bathroom she has to lean across the bath to get to the window, and her ass and tits are stuck out as she reaches. She cant get far enough, and kicks off her heels to put one foot on the edge of the bath and raise herself up, straddling the bath by standing on it's edges. As she moved her skirt up I could see a bit more thigh and knew she was wearing holdup stockings. "Great View isn't it?" she says. I agree wholeheartedly."so, you going to be a gentleman and help me down?".