We had an unwritten and unspoken agreement. I would do as I was told and Verne would not deprive me of anything I desired or needed from his genital r...gions. “We could have done this today,” I said as I stood up to clear my body of the unnecessary garments I was wearing. “Without you giving me the illusion that you missed me.” I said with a smile and Verne’s face broke into a cheerful but crafty grin. He laughed a little. “See.” my dom laughed, “Six months ago you would not have caught on like. Maybe Zoe was going soft on her for the first couple of strokes. “Well taken Hannah. I guess this isn’t your first caning is it?” she asked directly. Hannah looked around but held on to the seat. “No” she answered. Wow, that took me by surprise. “How come?” Zoe asked. “Mum borrowed the cane because I wanted to try it one time when I asked her to spank me.” “And you have come back for more?” “Yes” she said. There was a lot to learn and her only guidance was some unspecific instructions from the Director such as where she was to sit and what she was expected to produce, but her college training had prepared her well, and she soon felt quite confident in her work.She felt rather less confidence when she ventured outside the office to walk along the labyrinthine corridors to the canteen or to the toilet, but although often horribly lost at first, she was now more concerned about her embarrassment as. ‘I’m sorry I woke you, how did you know?’ ‘I just know…see you have stopped crying’ I kissed the tears from her face. ‘Let me tell you what else I know and it is not up for discussion, my lady. I will tolerate no disagreement or broach any argument. You are smart and you are pretty and sexy…’ ‘Just pretty?’ She asked, interrupting. ‘Make that beautiful, and exasperating, plus you are obstinate….’ ‘Obstinate as in stubborn?’ She asked, teasing me and kissing my chest while stroking my manhood.