.." I stammer then tense as the first blow comesdown, then scream, "One thank you Mistress, may I have another?"Gods that was no gentle tap! And on my...abused ass it stings like fire..."Well done, lets keep going?" She grins and continues torturing me for 9more spanks, leaving me sobbing in her lap. "Now.. go and stand in thecorner, facing it with your hands on your head sissy Maid. And not a peepwhilst I finish my meeting right?" Yes Mistress," I sob hauling myself upright, and reaching down to. I nod once and stride off to take my place at the wheel. The man I’m replacing is Arad. He’s the closest I’ve ever had to a friend on this miserable voyage. He has surprisingly delicate features for a sand sailor. He always seems at peace with his surroundings, like he doesn’t really know where he’s going, only where he is now and he’s content to be there. I respect and hate him at the same time for that. I shake those thoughts from my head as Arad steps aside and I grasp the wheel in my. I was throbbing for her, we started kissing and touching eachother all over, my hand stroking her thighs and up between her legs, she was soaking wet already, she let out a moan as I rubbed her pussy through her panties, she couldn't get my jeans down quick enough, I had to turn the oven off as she was on her knees licking my cock up and down, sucking my balls and licking the pre cum off me, then taking my whole length deep into her mouth, I held the back of her head and started thrusting into. ”“More like I need a psychologist,” he mumbles.“It’s just the stress of work and your home life,” she continues, ignoring the comment. “You’re obviously not going to leave your wife like you keep telling me.”Anders abruptly looks up at her. His face has taking on a look of shock. “I can’t do that,” he whispers as if someone might be listening in. “We’ve rekindled things. I thought it was all on track until Mela came back into the picture.”Ashley suddenly pulls away. A look of disgust covers her.