A never-to-be-shared pictorial. Blake seemed quite eager to make it happen.Sophia gave it some thought. "Tastefully done, of course," she said. "Of co...rse," replied Blake."A bit naughty, but not too naughty?" she added questioningly.There was a prolonged pause; her husband seemed reluctant to answer. It was then that Blake's fantasy, expressed weeks earlier, came back to her. She felt a quiver in the base of her tummy and rolled over in bed to look into her husband's eyes."You want to. Although my parents had never been able to afford servants, I had seen them on occasion at various Foreign Ministry affairs, and Mrs. Pembleton had a most practical curriculum in many ways. She had warned us of the immense danger that mistreated servants could be, and of the immense benefit that a properly treated servant was, and I tried to be as pleasant as possible, making no orders but only requests, and saying ‘Please’ and ‘Thank you’ frequently.After I had shown the pair how I wanted my. Sarah did a double take as she realised she was being given an order by Vanessa. She normally was spanked during the bridge evenings, but usually by someone her mother's or grandmother's age. Occasionally she was spanked by women her own age. This was going to be the first time that she was going to be spanked by someone so much younger than herself. She knew it wasn't the first time that Vanessa had spanked her and that, deep down, she was more than happy to give Vanessa disciplinary control. It would sure be a cool 'emergency escape hatch' if we could get it to work." Yeah! Let's take a better look at it!" Jerry agreed, and with that, the two teens got dressed again and went up to the garage. They looked around and finally got a couple of flashlights. It was only a couple minutes later that they were back under the deck with the dirt and spider webs, looking at the painted over window."Well, it looks like whoever painted the wall down here did a really good job," Freddie observed..