Apparently, she'd figuredout what was coming next. It was all I could do just to hold herin place. Then I started slapping her fanny like it was going...outof style. She had a thick wool skirt on, but I didn't let thatstop me. I just laid it on all the harder. The way she kicked andscreamed, you'd of thought I was killing her. It's too bad herrich daddy never gave her that kind of attention, but I figuredit's never too late to learn. When I was done spanking the brat,I pushed her onto the floor. Despite the obvious discomfort of the cane both girls were leaking a clear liquid from their cunts. Mr White was fully aware that most girls actually enjoyed the kiss of the cane . A few didn’t but most girls and in fact older women still enjoy special attention to their so called “private parts” despite the crying and plea’s for mercy !“Twaaaaaaccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk, Twaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkkkkk ,Thwacccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk”“Twaaaaaaccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk, Twaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkkkkk. “I think they are very pretty,” Special K said. “Just like the Golden Ticket from the movie.”“If we don’t put it back on, you could end with three thousand toaster ovens, five thousand blenders, and ten thousand microwave ovens, Charles,” Sarah said.Everybody chuckled loudly at that.“Everything else looks good, don’t you think?” I asked.“Everybody’s name spelled correctly?” Annie asked around.We all poured carefully over the ticket and each of us said “OK” or something near it, to express. " I have that honour, ma'am," said Robinson as a younger version of Ayda bustled into the room, similarly dressed."You are the Emir's new butler? I am My Highness the Princess Alima. You are to serve us, as well as the Emir?" Of course, Princess."Robinson used the honorific but without a trace of a bow, as only the most superior kind of butler could; a mere formality that demonstrated no real feelings of respect or subservience, while perfectly preserving the myth of servility. Ayda said.