I was relieved she was not angry at being kept waiting.“Did you have a good chat with your Mistress?”“Yes, Miss Ariadne.”“Is everything clea... now?”“Yes.”“That’s wonderful.”“Do you have that nasty paddle I intend to use on your bottom?”“Yes, Miss.”“Where is it?”“In my pocket.”She stretched out her hand. I stammered:“MMMiss… Please, may I keep it there until you need it?”My cheeks were hot with embarrassment. Ariadne was calm.“Why would I allow you to do that?”“Because everyone here is watching. Carol returned to the kitchen wearing her light golden robe. She sat on the chair, slid forward, smiled at me and said it was time to “pretty-up” her pussy. I always started by putting a little powder around the edge of her mound. I would then apply a little warm wax and a strip of cloth. Once the wax had hardened, I would trim the hair that was on the inside edge of the cloth. Carol would then strip the cloth strip off, leaving a very smooth and clean area. We would repeat the process until. I lived with him when I was a little kid."OK, Mike thought to himself; that must be why her last name is Burns.Suddenly she started talking, instead of nodding and giving him one syllable answers:"I guess I'd better explain all this. My dad was in the Navy when my parents met. He was stationed in San Diego, and when they got together my mom had been in the US just a couple of months. She crossed the border and was here illegally. They got married when they found out my mom got pregnant with me.. .you know, besides my husband," she babbled. "Shhh," I encouraged again. I took her by the ankles and placed one foot on my chest. The other I bought to my mouth once again. I tenderly kissed each of her toes, taking the time to rub the rest deeply. Moving with more speed, my mouth worked to her arch, then to her heel. She was breathing heavily as I changed places of her feet and began the same treatment on the other. Reaching quickly to her hips, I took her panties on both sides and deftly.