“That’s better,” I said while taking Janine’s hand in mine. “You are a woman now and free to make up your mind on how you prefer to be touc...hed.“While Miranda could drive her pets mad with arousal, she was a very high energy Dom. It was the kind of affection to which Janine would have grown accustomed and I was sure she expected the same from me. Her mind was conditioned to being submissive, and that was fine. What I wanted to change was her anticipation of being used, of experiencing sex as. I was terrified.“Well, I’m going to wallop his bare bottom with the spanking paddle – twenty-four swats, I think, and I’m going to give them as hard as I physically can, so that if he ever thinks about me again, then all he’ll be reminded of is how sore his backside was once I had paddled him,” she explained whilst tapping the paddle against the palm of her left hand and continuing to stare at me.“Over the table?” my French Mistress asked quietly.Louise nodded at her and took a step to the. It’s was spur-of-the-moment and improvisation with them. Still, I didn’t let go.“You look fine as you are, Max. Would you have time on Saturday around 3pm? The taxi will be at your place. All you have to do is be there, get in, get out at the other end, and meet a guy named Mike. He’ll show you what to do. Easy. You don’t want to forgo an opportunity like this, girl…”“Yeah… well… I don’t know… oh… okay, okay I’ll do it.” Maxine hesitantly made up her mind. “I’ll try to be there. Saturday 3pm.”A. ”“Well, after that little thing with Joyce, I don’t see how you could!”“Just tuck that fantasy away in your head, Steve Adams!”“Done!” I chuckled as we pulled into the driveway at my parents’ house.The five of us hung out playing pool and video games until lunch, and after lunch, we began setting up for the party. I was a bit miffed that it was raining and that the forecast predicted thunderstorms for the afternoon. That meant setting up the grill in the garage once again. We were grilling.