Maude,
Claude and Paine got off to the perfect start
When they
met a man with a horse and cart
“Pardon me,
sir, are you going our way?” asked Claude. “We are heading north and willing to
pay.”
“That’ll
depend on how much you’ve got,” replied the man. “I’m on my way to the land of
the Scot.”
“Sir, that
is where we are heading too. Would twenty groats do for you?”
“I’d never
take more than I need. Part for my kindness and the horse’s feed. But I do have
inkling. One of the wenches, I be thinking.”
“Well, kind
sir, we will be thanking,” said Mistress Paine. “I could offer you some mighty
fine spanking.”
“Could you,
indeed? It’s been many years since I’ve had that need.”
“No one does
it better than me. The most pleasurable pain; you will see.”
“Well in
that case, let’s start. I need some assurance before we depart.”
Miss Paine
smiled and produced her whip. “Lift your robe, far above your hip. I’m in
command, don’t give me lip. Now tell me when you are ready, say it to me.”
“Ready as I
will ever be. Oh, sweet maiden, give it to me!”
Paine let
rip and the man bucked and screamed
Paine sighed
with pleasure and Claude and Maude beamed
“I be
thinking that you are all on the run?” asked the man when all was done.
“Yes, just
take us where we want,” replied Maude. “I will make certain that you continue
to have fun.”
“I will most
certainly do. I have a feeling that she was trained by you.”
“Beautiful
and well equipped,” Maude responded. “Many returns from those she has whipped.”
“Much
excitement and a perfect show. Hop on the cart, it’s time we should go.”
The slowness
of the journey drove Paine insane
For all she
could think of was Brother Blaine
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