“I won't tolerate your breaking my strict rules,” Miss Roberts said, replacing her cane and removing a thick black leather strap from her cupboard...“Breaking my rules is an automatic four strokes of my heavy strap. I'm disappointed I have to strap you, Clare.”“I'm so sorry, Miss Roberts.” She shivered in her thin jumper.“Bend over.”She obeyed, re-assuming her position over the large pine desk. Miss Roberts' fingers slipped into the waistband of her disappointing panties. Her disciplinarian. She had fixed her hair with some Shirley Temple type long ring curls something she had done in her teens. After having her cunt shaved these two things had made her feel much younger. She came out of the bathroom nude, clean,and with a bare pussy, and was feeling quite sexually attractive. The first thing he asked, was for her to just put on a pair of very high heel shoes, the special 4 ones he had bought, just for an occasion like this. She had put them on and was starting to protest as she. "So this is your new place, eh?" The woman's husky voice cooed. "I likeit. Definitely retro. Has Harvey seen it?" Not yet," Glenda replied. "He's getting certified today."The woman then walked over to where Tamara was sitting, noticing thatshe was staring at her. "Mmmm...and who do we have here, hmmm? Yourfirst customer?" She then sat on Tamara's lap, facing her as both womenreacted with visible surprise at the woman's audacity. Her face camewithin inches of Tamara's. "I couldn't help but. When it was the other’s turn, the rubbing on of the lotion seemed more gentle than normal, more a bodily, sexual, massage than intense application of a cream. Both enjoyed each ‘laying on of hands’, but eventually they settled down to enjoy the sun.For two or three hours the siblings chatted about life; they dozed for a while, they swam and they had a feeling of togetherness they had never felt before. John really enjoyed seeing his sister uncovered. He loved watching her pert, ample, breast.