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Chapter 3 – Claire learns a tough lesson.
Claire slept fitfully throughout the night. Her room was hot and sticky and her mind was racing a mile a minute. The thick air from outside barely moved inside her tiny room, which was not much larger than her parents' walk in closet. However, even if conditions were ideal, Claire would not have slept. Her thoughts dwelled on her family and the last 48 hours. So much had changed in such a short period of time, that Claire hoped it was just a bad dream. She could still see the faces of her family. The vacation had been a surprise from her father who had been working long hours and wanted to spend some extra time with the family. Now they were gone and Claire was stuck in this strange place.
Dawn came quickly and Claire realized that she had hardly slept at all. She was exhausted, but she still managed to get up and put on the skirt and blouse that Mei had shown her. Both were made out of cotton and were extremely plain, light blue in color. The skirt went down to her ankles while the blouse had short sleeves and rough edges. The material was light and not uncomfortable. It was suitable for the hot Thai climate and would provide a moderate amount of comfort during the heat of the day.
As Claire finished dressing she noticed that a note had been attached to her door. It read simply, “Come upstairs to my room and I will provide you a list of chores for the day. My room is on the right. Do not keep me waiting”
Claire was annoyed. How could Mei be doing this? Certainly this was all a dreadful joke, but why had Mei taken it so far. Claire was humiliated and would never be able to look Mei in the eyes again. She had won. Their rivalry was over. Wasn't that enough for Mei?
Claire trudged upstairs. They were cold against her feet despite the hot humid air that seemed to fill the house. Perhaps Mei would be laughing and smiling when she got upstairs and tell Claire that she had only been joking last night. Hope seemed to return to her as she made it to the top and walked toward Mei's room. The door was closed. Claire was not sure what to do. Should she walk in? Should she knock? Should she wait until Mei opened the door? She was frozen as the minutes passed by. Finally she made a decision and opened the door.
Mei's room was large, at least 4 or 5 times the size of Claire's room and filled with furniture. The walls were decorated with Thai and western artwork and also a few posters of modern pop stars. The bed sat in the middle. It was gorgeous. The sheets looked like they were made from the finest linen and the wood looked like it had been hand carved. Mei was still in it as Claire walked in. She turned and looked at Claire somewhat startled, “Maid, how dare you come in my room without knocking.”
Claire was taken aback. She felt horrible for not knocking. “Uhmmm… I am sorry Ma'am. I did not mean to disturb you.” Claire was disgusted by the sound of her voice as she said these words. Who was Mei to talk to her like that?
“Jeez…” Mei said annoyingly, “I would have thought that a westerner would know basic manners. I guess all maids are naturally stupid.” The words bit into Claire and she visibly flinched. “Well I guess I will have to train you like the other maids who have worked in this home. Being a slave owner is no easy task.”
It was impossible to control her anger as Claire said, “Mei, this is really not funny anymore. Enough with this game already.”
“How dare you call me by my first name maid.” She yelled, “Erawen!!!” In an instant the door opened and a rather tall plainly dressed Thai man walked in. Mei spoke to him in Thai so that Claire could not tell what was going on. She struggled to pick up the words, but was unable to interpret them. The man suddenly grabbed Claire and pushed her up against the bed. In an instant he produced a thick rattan cane, which he raised and swung against Claire's ass. Before Claire could even comprehend what was happening, her body was filled with burning pain. The shock drove her into the bed as another blow rained down on her. Claire's eyes were watering as she screamed in agony.
Mei raised her hand and the man stopped after just two blows. Her face was beaming as she realized that she truly had complete control. It would not take long to break Claire. “You must understand maid that there are rules in this house. You cannot speak so freely with a superior. I am above you. You are a meager servant and must think about my happiness in life. That is your duty. If you do it well, you will be rewarded, but it you upset me…” With that Mei motioned to the man who brought another blow down on Claire.
Claire's body convulsed against the bed as she desperately tried to avoid the blows. “Please Ma'am,” she cried, “Please have mercy on me.” Another blow landed below her ass along her thighs causing her to jerk back from the bed. The pain was so intense that Claire could barely see. Her eyes were blurred by her own tears and the terrible searing agony that emanated from each blow. Finally after the fifth blow, the beating ceased. Claire wept openly. Never in her life has she experienced anything like this before. No one had ever laid a hand on her. Now it felt like her body was on fire. That her very flesh was on fire.
Mei looked on triumphantly. “I am sorry maid, but it is important to establish discipline early on in your training. I assure you that this beating will help prevent future poor behavior. Next time you misbehave, Erawen will give you ten lashings from his cane. I hope that you have learned your lesson.”
“Yes…” Claire wept, tears streaming down her face.
“Yes… what?” Mei asked.
“Yes, Ma'am.” Claire said as Mei smiled enjoying her twisted form of pleasure. Breaking Claire was proving to be more fun than she could have ever imagined.
“Good. Now I have a busy day planned for you. There is much to do in this house and I will not tolerate a slow learner. I have arranged for you to learn from another one of the family maids. She will teach you everything that you need to know around the kitchen. When she is done with you, I expect you to report back to me, as I will have other chores for you to do. Do you understand, maid?”
“Yes Ma'am. I understand.”
“Good, now thank me for taking time out of my busy life to spend time training you.” Claire knew what to do and while a small part of her mind tried to resist, she did not hesitate as she kissed each of Mei's tan bare feet. “Good now get down to the kitchen. You have already wasted too much time today.”
Claire stood up and tried to walk out of the room. The pain from her recent caning was still fresh within her mind and her body. She hobbled out of the room, all too happy to be away from the vindictive Mei.
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