Do you have any surprises for Imogen?

Yes

Once Imogen goes down to the basement, you begin sending texts out to every other girl who works for you as a maid, to give them some further instructions. You intend to see her in diapers. Admittedly, it is an **** reaction, but the prospect is so delicious that you can’t help yourself.

Of course, you don’t phrase it to them that way. Instead, you simply tell them you are concerned about her health, so they are to make sure she drinks a lot and to give her a couple enemas. And to only allow her to call one number (yours) to ask permission for the bathroom, no matter the circumstances.

With that taken care of, you turn and begin to walk down into the basement. Imogen is there, standing perfectly still with her hands on her head and her pull-ups tugged down to her knees. Her legs are spread as far as they can go, her spine is perfectly straight, and she is holding her quirt in between her ass cheeks, the picture of a submissive girl accepting the spanking she has coming, no matter how fair she thinks it is.

You reach down to pull it out, before giving it a few experimental swishes. It is a pretty savage instrument, the top made of supple leather, the other end made of some sort of stiff plastic. You suspect it can double as a cane, something which you intend to try out.

Gently, you guide Imogen from the wall to the whipping post. “How many strokes do you think you are going to get?” You ask her.