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had. As she bent to roll down her hold ups, she accidentally caught Miss Sarah’s eye. Although the other woman was conducting herself with the utmost professionalism, just for a second Jess could have sworn she saw a flash of something that seemed to resemble private desire. It was the same look she’d seen in her eyes early that morning when they’d licked each other out. The memory of that encounter sent extra zips of arousal coursing through her body, along with a sudden panic that Mrs Peters had seen it too. If she had, would she add to her punishment? Would Miss Sarah be chastised for it too?
    Stood in only her bra and knickers now, Mrs Peters spoke to Jess again, ‘I’ve changed my mind. Remove those knickers, but keep your bra on. I think our guest should wait before he’s rewarded with the sight of your chest, and Miss Sarah has probably seen enough of it for one day.’
    Jess didn’t dare glance at Miss Sarah to gauge her response to that comment, and did as she was told before standing with her hands behind her back.
    ‘Over the stool please, Miss Sanders. Your hands can grip the legs one side, and your toes should just reach the floor on the other.’
    Her heart thumped harder than ever, and her mouth dry. Jess positioned her tensed body over the wide wooden stool exactly as she’d been instructed, and waited.

Chapter Three
    With her stomach squashed against the stool and her hair hanging down the sides of her face, Jess really wished that Mrs Peters would just get on with it. Instead of being instantly spanked, however, to her surprise Jess found she had company as a naked Miss Sarah was directed to place a second stool before Mr Wheeler.
    The fact Miss Sarah hesitated, even if only for a fraction of a second, as she leant over the seat was enough to tell Jess that she had not expected to be on the receiving end of her own cane.
    If Miss Sarah hadn’t understood why she was to be punished, Mrs Peters was only too delighted to inform her. From her copious velvet pockets she produced a small device. Crouching between the two prone women, she held it in the flat of her hand.
    ‘A Dictaphone. As you know, there are many of these dotted about the Fables. Often they are accompanied by hidden webcams, but not always. Sometimes I ask Master Philips to place a portable bug in certain places for temporary use, such as in the gym ...’
    Jess lifted her head as Mrs Peters’ voice trailed off meaningfully, and she realised that their boss must have overheard the conversation during her first exercise session. The manageress pressed a button on the small machine and Miss Sarah’s words echoed around the study, “Personally I think Mrs Peters is wrong. No need to look so shocked that I’m admitting that. I happen to know that this room is not bugged, so I can do and say what I like. I’m also confident that you are not foolish enough to share my thoughts on this.”
    Miss Sarah said nothing as the Dictaphone was pointedly clicked off, but her chestnut hair swayed a little around her lowered head as she listened to the further charges laid against her.
    ‘Then there was the little matter of the additional reward you gave to Miss Sanders after introducing her to Madam in the medical bay.’
    This time Miss Sarah did protest, ‘But that was a penalty! I was testing her. I wanted to know what was so damn special about the girl.’
    ‘The fact remains that when you found out what that special quality was, rather than simply nurture it for our guests, you decided to enjoy it for yourself. As if that wasn’t enough, there were the licked-tit rewards for sit-ups, the lack of an effective punishment to Miss Sanders for climaxing during exercise routines, and then of course, your merging of this morning’s exercises into a 69 session.’
    ‘But they were incentives! Something to keep her going, build up her stamina. Just like you used to for me!’
    A tense hush descended on the already strained room. Mrs