"Get across myknees."Knowing what was about to happen but powerless to deny her I lay across herthighs as she sat on the bedroom chair."I've warned yo... before about doing that without my permission. The time forwarnings has past. Now I want you to count out loud ten strokes of this belton your backside."The first stroke was relatively mild but I still flinched at the sudden pain.The second was given with more authority and by the time she reached four Ihad to struggle not to cry out in pain as. Most of the concubines wore their shifts, although a few scattered through the crowd were wearing different apparel. The Colonel's (former) wife wore a string of pearls and her "hooker heel" shoes, with her hair up in a fancy wave ... and that was pretty well it.As the noise died down, Michael stood up and strode to the podium. "We have been chosen for a unique honour," he announced to the assembled throng, using his lapel device to project his voice rather than an old-fashioned microphone. "A. Over which I wore a pleated mini kilt in a red and black tartan, and a white silk blouse under a pink angora cardigan. The shoes Lisa had picked out were also pink and had high 3" heels, with a buckled ankle strap.It was amazing Lisa seemed to make so very little of the entire episode of helping to dress her little brother in girls clothes, it was as though it had been something we had shared for years.To compliment my outfit she placed a string of white pearls around my neck and gave me. Her assistant that was fully naked fell to his knees before her kissing her boots. She touched his blonde curls saying, ?You serve me well slave so go to the corner and await my command.?She watched every step her assistant made as he made his way to the far corner of the room, and baring the sandals on his feet he was as naked as the day he was born. She could see the muscular shoulder blades with the square shoulders, the arms with their toned biceps showing even from a back view the power.