Alex laughed too. "Yes, yes, you're right Areeya; I remember James alwaysdid blush very prettily. By the way, James, how did you know to find mehere?"... told her that I had got the email address from an old mutual friend whohad discovered that I was going to Samui for a holiday."That was a stroke of luck, then. Only a few people know I'm out here." First of all, Alex, can I ask you a question?" there was something Iwanted to know."Sure, James, fire away." Why did you agree to meet me? I mean you. I lit the candles that I had pre-placed around the room and then dressed in my new maid costume, which Charles had never seen. It was little more than a sleeved pink frilly apron that tied at the back of my neck and waist with about a 4" gap down the back. Under it I wore black lace thong panties and thigh stockings. Before I put Sandra's collar around my neck, I read the inscription on it. It said, "Ex-Bitch In Training -- Spank Me When I Misbehave". I put it on and with a final touch-up to my. "That pussygetting lonely?"No, my pussy wasn't lonely. My ass just didn't wantto be whipped. And to be honest, I only needed to cumand to hell with the rest of it. But the only way Iwas allowed release was when he was in me ... in myass. He was an evil fuck, a bastard beyond compare.I hated him, yet I climbed into bed, gave him hisrequired kiss on the cheek and turned my back to himwithout a word.He snuggled up behind me. I could feel his hard cockin the valley of my arse. It hardened and soon. ’ Picking up the knotted bag that contained the slightly bloodied fleece she put it next to the mirror and went into the bathroom for a quick shower. Taking off her clothes she stepped into the porcelain tub and started the shower. Hot pulsing water needled her delicate skin making it redder than a lover’s passionate bite. Leaning her head against the wet tiles she let her mind wander back to the sweet memories that kept her strength to fight against despair and hopelessness. Behind her closed.