But it seemed to me that Helen's promise made Cathy attack her breakfast with even more determination than usual. Helen watched us demolish the food o... our plates. When we had finished, she picked up our trays. As she was about to leave, she said, "I'll see you in the pleasure palace. The last one down is a sissy."Cathy didn't want to be a sissy. Neither did I. But, being a gentleman, I let her use the bathroom first and was therefore the last one to arrive. I expected some verbal abuse, maybe. One of our tour guides, there was a male and a female, was a knockout. There was some quality about her, so intensely and immediately sexy, that I felt a pang low in my gut when she first smiled at me. I've been with only one other girl before, but every now and then before and since then, I've met women to whom I've felt and instant and insane sexual attraction. The kind of attraction when you can't help thinking, is she feeling this too? She's flirting with me! I kept it together and smiled. Leading me into the conservatory, our favourite space to relax, sherocked me in her arms while I cried into her shoulder.After checking that I hadn't been physically hurt, she said, "Wheneveryou feel ready, and only if you want to, you can tell me whathappened."I went for a long soak in a hot bath, dressed, made myself presentable,did my hair and applied my makeup. I was ready to face the world. I wasback home in the arms of the one person I truly loved. Of course I toldher what happened, after. She thought about everything that had happened the previous day but as she thought she could see George and the twins. Sitting down at the table she cried but then as quickly as she began crying she stopped. Touching her collar and picking up her lead she thought again. Her hand wen to the dried cum in her hair and she remembered the night with her Master. She thought what life would be like if she were to be returned naked and with het tattoo and all other identification removed. Again her.