Follow Joe

Andrea followed after Joe like a lost puppy! She knew Joe would be disappointed, but she was sure she would be forgiven since Janie was there. However, she also realized that Joe was right! She should have asked Janie to leave. She could have made up some lame excuse, rather than have her stay. Now she had to face the consequences. Andrea pondered whether she should swallow and endure the punishment, or if she should not and endure the humiliation. It was a tough decision that she did not make! Instead she put on her best show and caught up with Joe and Janie in the kitchen.

Joe was pulling the wine from the refrigerator, as Janie was draining the vegetables. "Everything okay?" Janie asked.

"Mmm hmm" was all Andrea could say! She put on the best smile she could, considering she still had a mouthful of cum. Andrea set the table, since everything in the kitchen was taken care of. Joe had poured three glasses of wine. Everybody took his or her place at the table.

Joe grabbed his wine glass and held it in the air, signaling for the two ladies to do the same. Both women raised their glasses. "A lucky man am I. Fine women and fine wine! Swirl the fruit of the gods around your tongue. Savor the flavor, swallow the juice, enjoy thy neighbor, and eat the goose!" Joe looked directly at Andrea when he spoke, but could clearly see Janie out of the corner of his eye.

Janie and Joe took healthy swigs from their glasses, while Andrea carefully sipped hers. Joe watched as both ladies, swirled their tongues through the deep-bodied nectar before swallowing. Joe smiled, knowing all that Andrea was hiding!

The rest of dinner was uneventful, though Joe steered the conversation towards sex, whenever he could. Janie talked about the latest novel she was working on. Andrea pitched in on the conversation whenever she saw fit, carefully watching Joe and listening to what he said. She was ready to be obedient to his commands! She knew she had four strikes already, and that the night was still young.

Joe had been drumming his fingers on the table most of the night; a habit Andrea never knew him to have. Joe had since changed the conversation to baseball for some odd reason. He asked Janie if she followed baseball at all. She had said she did a little bit, and asked why. Joe replied, "Oh nothing, it's just that the star pitcher just recorded FIVE more STRIKEouts, last night!" Joe emphasized those two words as he stared at Andrea!

Andrea knew exactly what Joe was referring to, but had no clue what she had done wrong. A worried look crossed her face, and she almost blurted out, "What did I do?" She refrained from creating a scene. That's when it struck her! Joe's drumming fingers! She looked down at his hand on the table. As soon as he stopped drumming, he held up four fingers, and then started drumming again! "The Codes!" Andrea thought to herself! There was a portion of the manual that talked about the master giving finger codes. She froze as her mind went blank! What did four fingers mean? She had read the codes before, she even transcribed them, but she never memorized them. She was screwed! She had no clue what Joe was telling her to do. She remembered what some of the codes were, but she couldn't match them up; especially, since her mind was racing in panic mode!

Andrea excused herself from the table, offering to clean up and get dessert. She convinced Janie to stay and relax, since she had done most of the dinner. Joe had a disappointed look in his face as he spoke to Janie, "Well that pitcher will get six strikeouts, next time he plays, I guarantee it!"

"Damn," Andrea thought. Her ass was going to be blistered tonight! But the mere thought of it also made her pussy wet! She cleaned up the table and brought everything to the kitchen! Andrea then scurried through the back into the living room, grabbed her notebook from under the coffee table, and looked up "The Codes".

"Four Fingers Up," the **** should play with her tits, as if picking lint from a sweater, or adjusting her bra. If the fingers are held up for an extended period of time, the **** is to assume she is to openly massage her tits, tweak, pinch, or twist her nipples!

Four Fingers Down," the **** should rub her pussy over top of her clothing. If the fingers are held down for an extended period of time, the **** is to assume she is to masturbate, while leaving her clothing on.

"Five Fingers Up," the **** is to insert her hands into her blouse or dress, and fondle her tits, and will usually be expected to tweak, pinch, and twist her nipples.

"Five Fingers Down," the **** is to insert her hand into her panties and rub her pussy. Extended display of this code usually means the **** is to masturbate, which usually will include finger fucking herself.

Andrea's nipples were hard, just thinking about it, as she closed the book, absent-mindedly leaving the book atop the coffee table. She returned to the kitchen and scooped sherbet into three dessert bowls. Andrea delivered the dessert and took her seat across from Joe. As soon as Janie had lowered her head to eat, Andrea caught Joe's eye, and quickly brushed her hands down across her chest, over the already visible bumps. Andrea was trying to signal to Joe that she understood his commands!

Unfortunately for Andrea, Joe glared back with evil eyes, and silently mouthed "SEVEN!" Joe then resumed his happy go lucky attitude, finishing his dessert and chatting with Janie. Joe practically ignored Andrea through dessert!

After the three finished, Janie headed off to the living room, Joe and Andrea cleaned up together! In the kitchen out of Janie's earshot, Joe and Andrea had a little discussion. Andrea started, "Please tell me MASTER, what did I do wrong?"

Joe responded curtly, "Five - you missed my codes, Six - You haven't memorized the codes, Seven - You left the table without permission, and Eight - you played with your tits without my ordering you to!" Joe started the dishwasher, and turned back to Andrea, "If you're smart, you'll keep your comments to yourself!"

Andrea was about to protest, saying she only had seven, but Joe was right, she had better keep her mouth shut! Eight strikes! Eighty beatings! Andrea wasn't sure if she was going to survive tonight! Then Andrea had a plan!

If she could keep Janie here late enough, maybe Joe would go to bed and forget the beatings! Then again, if Janie were here late enough, Joe just might let Janie watch her beatings! "Janie! Shit!" Andrea suddenly remembered leaving Janie in the living room, where her notebook lay on top of the coffee table!

Meanwhile, Janie had reclined on the sofa, and had spotted the white notebook. She thought it odd that this notebook lay out, in the otherwise immaculately clean room. Curious as a cat, Janie leaned forward and flipped open the book! She gasped as she began reading Andrea's diary. Janie quickly got the gist of what was going on and flipped to the next section. It all started making sense, as she quickly scanned the manual. She read Joe's rules, immediately noticing the kiss and blowjob rule! She flipped to the last section and nearly freaked out eyeing the grocery list of spanking items!

Suddenly she heard Joe and Andrea coming out of the kitchen!