They both had multiple orgasms before they lay kissing and cuddling."Why did you keep a cane?" asked Beverley after a long period of blissful silence....Some of the women that I have been with like to feel it and so do I sometimes" Can I feel it now please?" Yes, but will you give me six strokes first?" Only six?" asked Beverley as she looked at the older women's quite firm arse as she took the cane from a cupboard."Twelve then," replied Maureen with a grin.The ex headmistress bent over the back. I am told to offer the same greeting to our guest and quickly set another place at the table. At this, I shuffle over and kiss the loafers of our guest. I am not able to see their face as the collar that I have on is keeping my head bent forward in a submissive posture. There are no words exchanged as I crawl out of the room and add the required items to the table. Within a few minutes I have finished the table and am required to attend my Lady in the living room. When She is home I am not. The music is building, the song is almost over. He takes my hand and leads me to a corner. It is dark…there is a curtain hanging halfway over a couch. The band has ended its song and the crowd is showing their appreciation. We can feel the applause and of course a hoot or two. He takes the curtain from its pull and the crowd is gone. He moves me to the couch and with his strong, soft hands pushes me to a sit. I feel more than hear the red guitar quietly beginning. It is playing only for us. I. It's so easy for you - you're a sissy - you just play around withyour sissy friends and you get off being told what to do. Your life mustbe so fantastic for you. All you dream about is wearing heels and shortskirts and playing around with makeup. Life must be great. As for me, Ihaven't heard from Rob in ages. The arrogant prick - can you believethis - when I got home there was a type written note from him waitingfor me, saying he needed some space, he needed to clear his head andthink about.