She had sent enough schoolgirls to be caned during her time at the college and when they came back saw they had been reduced to tears. Although she ha...d been spanked by her girlfriends often enough she had never anticipated being caned herself and so was tense and worried at the thought of being on the receiving end of so much pain. She pulled at the restraints and knew as she was secured at her writs ankles and thighs that she had no chance of avoiding each and every stroke. Emma focussed on. “Be it known, Leda Gerhard of Arcadia, that Rebecca of Huntington doth accept your allegiance with all expected due—” What the fuck was she saying? “—and those under my domain, from whence you come forth.” Stepping back a pace, she nodded firmly and placed the lexicon behind her back, while praying Siri translated her gibberish into something intelligible to the chief. After an interminable pause, Siri translated her statement into Leda Gerhard’s beautiful, if indecipherable language.Though. His fingers found her blouse buttons and slowly undid them to reveal the maroon red Basque. The blouse came off easily and his fingers carried on down to her skirt, finding the buttons and undoing the zip. It fell away and she stepped out of it.. He stood back to drink in this magnificent sight in front of him, she looked divine. Her smile said it all, as she proceeded to undress him, she took off his shirt and undid his chinos and they fell to the floor. She looked down at his manhood, it had. Four days from Miami and then three days on the island. Gambling and whoring, drinking and maybe doing the odd line of coke. Then back on the ship and another two weeks that would take him to Aruba or Curacao before he turned around to be back in the bank of America in Miami to pick up the next dollop of aunty Maisy?s fortune in cash. That fourth day in the Paradise Island Casino had been nothing less than a twenty four hour binge. Henry had won big for the first time. With just five thousand.