I guess I would be punished today. Going back out I could hear voices arguing heatedly. Mistress left me standing in the corner for an hour or so. ...t seemed like forever. Sometimes waiting is more painful than the actual discipline. Finally she returned.“Come here, baby,” Mistress called to me. I went to her. “I know you didn’t mean to say it but I do have to punish you or I get punished. I will use the cane so we can get though this. I will hit you harder then you been hit before, do. Her voice was soft, but firm. "Eddie, I know that you are new to this, but understand that a proper response is going to be required from here on out. You refer to those over you with respect."I understood her, and looked back into her eyes with a new-found submission. "Yes Ma'am." Mmm, good boy. Now go do as I've told you."Humbly, I went to the restroom and stripped of everything, setting everything outside the door. I used the toilet and then took a hot shower, cleaning thoroughly knowing. Now not only were the messages clear, but I literally received simultaneous translations from other speakers as well. I had understood everything Bao said, not even stopping to consider it wasn’t spoken in perfect English.“They ended up just sitting and talking. Alex talked about being confused by it all and stated Anh’s son, Bao, said something about not wanting Alex to trick his mother.” Apparently, I’d have to do a better job of describing events when we did it again for my parents.“Yes, we. But, not surprisingly, our sex life couldnt really be described as adventurous or imaginative. I would have liked it to be, but that was probably ambitious when only one of us had an imagination. Instead we settled into a routine of standard missionary position sex when Lucy wasnt too tired. Youre probably thinking that with someone so hot that this wouldnt be a chore, and it wasnt. But that really was the extent of our sexual repertoire anything other than me climbing between her open legs and.