I'm staying in a well known chain of hotels which shall remain nameless. Not that posh, but posh enough to have an executive floor and a turn down service. So imagine my surprise last night when I briefly returned to my room (on said executive floor) to find that my room had not been cleaned. Not being a particularly exacting person, I didn't really care that much. But imagine the surprise of the Housekeeper, performing the nightly turn downs on the executive floor, when she walked into my room and realised that, despite there having being no "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door during the day, the room had not been cleaned.
A note would be made, and the poor chambermaid who had been responsible for the floor that day would be called to see the formidable lady, and made to explain quite why one of the rooms on the executive floor was neglected. Whether it be laziness, forgetfulness, or distraction, the result would be the same. The chambermaid bent over for a spanking with a thick leather ruler sized paddle. Twelve strokes later, she would wipe her eyes, ajust her uniform and go back about her duties.
Needless to say, when I returned to my room today it was spotless.
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Omg you've turned into Abel!!!!
What Indy said! That's exactly what I was going to say. Come back Eliane!!!
I would have thought that the Executive guest would have been offered first refusal. (that came out as Executive gusset the first time I typed it, must be subliminal acknowledgement of your thing about knickers - and no, not that kind of SUB liminal).
I too had the same reaction as Indy and Emma Jane. Must be a contagion
I was going to say, "Abel! What have you done with Eliane?!"
Ah well...
Tee hee, I've corrupted you!
Eliane, we do love our little fantasies.
When do you intend to start podcasting?
Warm hugs,
Paul.
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