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It’s hard to believe it’s actually happening.” She sounded so sweet…so innocent and adorable. God I wanted to fuck her senseless. Instead I stammered and awkwardly held Vince’s box of cups and mugs, awaiting her instruction on what to do with them. “What is it hon…are you okay?” She put her hand on my arm. I winked away a little tear. “Yes Miss…i…its just harder than I thought…the way you’re looking at me with him moved in…the way they’re looking at me…” “Aww…yeah…its a lot tits at one time. I get that.” She brushed her blonde curls back from her face. “Maybe I should get Vince to take it a little slower.” As if by some metaphysical trigger Vince appeared in the doorway. “Everything okay?” Kate gave my arm a friendly little rub. “Maid is just working through the transition. It’s not quite like you imagined, huh?” I shook my head, looking at the floor. The dynamic was so different the instant Vince was present. “Tell me what you need, sissy.” I knew what he meant. He was probably right, I just didn’t feel like going through it. He waited for me though, letting the silence hang over my psyche. I turned to fully face him, setting the box down and putting my hands together politely in front of my anal apron. I kept my head lowered as I spoke. “Please Sir if I could bother you for a quick whipping Sir, it would…i think Sir it would help me accept my new place.” We had discussed this kind of possibility, and as I said the words I knew it was going to be the unpleasant medicine my sissy brain needed. “Get the cane and wait in the bedroom.” ——- Good disciplinarians know that punishment is all about psychology. Vince didn’t rush to the bedroom. Instead I had time to go to the basement and get the acrylic cane, feeling it’s weight as I carried it up the stairs. I had plenty of time to get into appropriate cane position, with my panties pulled down and my dress asian pulled up, my hands leaning on pov the bed as I held myself in a bent over position with legs spread slightly and back slightly arched. I had plenty of time to hold still and allow the dread to build. It felt like an eternity before the door finally swung open behind me. It wasn’t the first time Vince had disciplined me, but it was the first time my punishment was serving a direct purpose other than just humiliation or to turn Kate on with a display of authority. This time it was the housemaid being given a dose of discipline by the master of the house. This was to help me become a better servant. The japan cane stung like hell. Vince was all business, delivering accurate strike after strike. He started at the bottom of my ass and worked his way up, making sure I was properly striped and welted. “We need to calm down so Miss Bjork can practice her opening.” The shame had dulled. And she fucking took it like a champ. Strange how that could be. He slowly stirred, though it was the soreness in his neck that forced him to acknowledge the new day. These two other boys seemed tough enough, but Aiden was a 21st century kid, born into comfort. The mechanical bull “Ah! I unclasped my bra and slipped it out. Frank looked at tits pov his book and shook his head, “No, I wouldn’t say asian so. You can moan, grunt, scream and even cry but anal he will not stop doing what he wants to you until you use the word “Mercy” to ask him to stop. I repositioned myself between her open legs. “Do you remember how you stared into my eyes when japan my breasts were nailed to the tree - when Alexandra brought the dog to me”? Hazel spoke up, “We can make room.