"No," you say, just one word and I stop instantly, whining at you.My eyes focus suddenly as I see hear the girl shouting, "Please, please Mistress may...I orgasm now?" only to be told not yet and moan more loudly. This further fuels my desire for you as I trace my fingers lightly over your jeans, knowing you can feel this and how very much you like it.You sink your teeth into the other side of my neck now as I moan loudly, attracting the startled gaze of the girl whose only reaction was, "Fuck.". Well, Dave has told me how he would rather like you to spank him and impose a strict discipline regime at home.”Mavis was shocked by what she heard, and looked immediately at Dave and saw that he was blushing a deep red. It, therefore, struck her immediately that this young lady was telling her the truth. She therefore said, sternly “Maybe you need your bottom spanked as well as Jeff?”Monica still kept a stern look on her face and she said to Mavis, “I agree with you. I don’t think it matters. He sat down and brought her round to his right side. He released her hand. “Now” he said.She looked across at her husband but he was staring at the space that her ass would occupy in a few seconds, that is, if she went through with this madness. She felt a mixture of fear and excitement mixed with a little anticipation; she took a deep breath, let it sigh out and slowly tugged her skirt up to her waist. She looked at Anthony, his face was impassive she could tell nothing from it, then she. I went to my appointedstation and stood there silently while she ate, apparentlyunaware of my existence.As I watched her eat, I couldn't keep the image of myself in ashort, frilly French maid's uniform out of my mind. Myimagination embellished that enticing vision until I was fullydressed in a black satin uniform with white petticoats that heldthe skirt far out from my legs and showed prettily at the hem.The bodice and short, puffed sleeves were trimmed in white laceand I wore a bright white.