' I know you can't see what is goingon but just listen carefully and you'll get the idea.' Looking at the machine briefly, checking its position, Gret... pressed theremote control. Immediately the motor whirred and the shaft began to move slowlybackwards and forwards. Agnes could hear the steady murmur of the pole as itoscillated in its guides. 'You like?' Greta was smiling broadly. 'Now listen to this.' Pressing somemore buttons the sound changed and the movement became faster as the. With heavy steps I followed the gravel walkway and walked into the cloakroom, to hang my coat and start getting on with my day. I was a bit early, but I was sure that no one would mind a pair of extra hands. Something alerted me that there was someone else in the room. I turned around and saw John standing there. I looked at him and saw the same sort of longing in his eyes that I had seen in my own all weekend. I did not consciously decide to bring him to the storage room, but suddenly found. ”“I do.”“How old’s your wife.”“Twenty-five. She’s a genius. Certified. And brilliant at conversation, especially arguments,” he chuckled.“It’s not their mind I’m interested in.”“I understand.” They shared a laugh. “What about your daughter? Competition?”“Her interests and mine diverge.”“A good thing. One of you stealing from the other probably wouldn’t make either of you happy.”“I wouldn’t care. But she wouldn’t be interested. She prefers the ladies.”“Ah. Are you okay with that?”“Why wouldn’t I. ”I heard more whispering behind me from Jess. I hoped to God that Jess wasn’t suggesting that I needed more swats.“Oh!” Emma exclaimed. “And you are to thank me after each one.”“Yes, Mistress,” I said quietly.Emma hefted the paddle in her hand, getting a feel for it. She made a few practice swings in the air behind above me. I shivered at the sound of the WHOOSH it made.Taking up position behind me, Emma eyed my waiting ass. I couldn’t see it, but she swallowed hard, her anxiety level running.