She sniffled and I pulled over the tissue box for her. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I still hate you.” “I’m so sorry,” she said. A mome...t later she stroked my cheek lightly. “I never meant to hurt you. What we did felt really good, and I got really scared. I jumped into bed with those guys to try and get over you.” I snorted in disgust. “Well, you did a good job.” “No I didn’t. They couldn’t make me feel like you made me feel. By the time I realized it, I already knew I had hurt you. I recall my panties being removed and the feeling of fingers and tongue probing an exploring both my pussy and arse. I must have been wriggling as every time I tried to move, he would give my backside a sharp slap. To this day I don’t know where he produced it from, but I suddenly found him tying my wrists and securing them over the back of the chair with chord. I’m sure he was talking but I really can’t remember. In my mind this all happened without sound other than the familiar sound of a zip. "I have an appointment to see Master Trader van Voorthuysen. Señor Domingo Juarez de Santiago y Valencia has recommended the Trader to me."Master van Voorthuysen's secretary looked at a list uppermost in the neat stack of work on his desk, then reluctantly opened the door and showed me to his master's study. "She says she is expected," he said with a sniff. Master Trader van Voorthuysen reflected the annoyance of his secretary as he gestured me to a chair."Belle d'Argois," I introduced myself. "Soldier, officer, Redcoat," she said. "He jumped me in a stable out in the hills, an', well, I got away and shot him. I was workin' there. Made a terrible mess. Damn near blew his head off." That's one we won't have to kill then. Who's after you?" He had four men with him. I been riding hard, but they's back there, jus' over that rise. I ain't slept since yesterday, night afore last." You're safe now," I told her, looking at her frightened face and reminding myself how young she was."No I.