A spanking

"A spanking," Adam says. "In your old school uniform. Over my knee. For as long as I like."

It's Nathalie's turn to be surprised.

"A spanking? You dirty bastard!"

Adam shrugs. "You need to be tamed, taught a lesson. Take it or leave it."

She chews her lip thoughtfully.

Her lips are pink and moist.

Momentarily, Adam regrets not wagering for a blowjob. He'd considered it. He knows it wouldn't be Nathalie's first blowjob, and he thinks she'd be good at it.

Posh girls always are good in their knees, he thinks. They get so flustered.

But he puts the thought aside. This won't be the last bet. There will be more. And she'll be so humiliated by the spanking that she'll definitely want to keep playing.

And ultimately, he thinks, I'm going to have a go at her tiny little ass. She's definitely dirty enough to bet it... she just needs warming up.

And what a victory that would be!

"Ok fine," Nathalie says finally, playing with the hem of her white dress. "But the same back at you. If you get caught, or don't manage to get the panties and nightdresses tonight, you're the one that'll be wearing my old school uniform and going over my knee. We'll see who gets spanked!"

"Deal!" says Adam.

And then wonders what the hell he's gotten himself into. Securing the clothing is not going to be easy.