Sandra recognises Paige

Paige was kneeling naked in front of the door with her head bowed down. She must have heard me coming home and assumed her usual greeting position.

?Welcome home master,? Paige greeted.

I turned towards Sandra and noticed that she was in a bit of a shock. A thousand thoughts came running through my head. Perhaps I had been mistaken. Perhaps Sandra had only acted to be okay with all of this. I had rushed things, because I though they were okay. Now I had destroyed my relationship with Sandra. I was just about to say something apologetic when I noticed that Sandra's expression changed. In stead of gaping mouth were now a big smile on her lips. Once again I had no idea what was going on in that beautiful head of hers. I felt a bit reassured though and decided to go on as if nothing had happened.

?Paige. I want you to meet my girlfriend Sandra.?

?Welcome mistress Sandra. A pleasure to meet you. Master has told me so many good things about you,? Paige said still looking at our feet.

I was about to continue with my introductions but Sandra spoke before me.

?No, the pleasure is all mine Paige,? Sandra answered and I could see Paige flinch when she heard Sandra's voice. Then Paige did something that I had not expected, she looked up. This was a direct violation of her standing orders, orders which she usually followed to the letter. I would have to punish her for it but doing so in front of Sandra felt like a bad idea.

I was about to reprimand Paige for looking up when I noticed how she was trembling. It was obvious that she was afraid of Sandra. This was totally unexpected and all thoughts of reprimanding Paige was lost. I was not the only one that noticed Paige's fear.

?Oh, so you do remember me. Well after what you did at my mother's place I'm not surprised,? Sandra said with a voice much colder than I'm used to hearing it.

?Please. Don't...? Paige started to say but then changed her mind. She bowed her head again. I could see a tear falling down her cheek.

Before I got a chance to ask what the hell was going on, Paige started to speak.

?P-Please master. I usually don't beg, but please let me speak to mistress Sandra in private.? Paige's was sobbing and was not behaving like her usual self. I looked at Sandra which seemed a bit sad herself.

?I think your **** is right. This is something we should work out without your interference,? Sandra said to me.

I really wanted to ask them about it, but I'm smart enough to keep my mouth shut. I simply nodded and said ?I'll be in the kitchen if you need me.?

I walked out to the kitchen to give them some privacy. I had not intended to eavesdrop on them but my curiosity got the better of me. I really wanted to know what was going on.