Behind one would be a squeaking spring bed, and behind another, moaning. Behind one of the doors, he heard a headboard rhythmically slamming against t...e wall. It was in the same tempo and keeping time with the polka music being played on a calliope in the room at the end of the hallway. He walked and walked, but got no nearer the end, and passed more and more doors on either side. George woke up. He was soaking wet with perspiration, and he had to pee again. He looked at his watch, but it was. I open my eyes slowly, breathing shallowly. Its dark, but my eyes quickly adjust. I'm in a cell. I seem to be its only occupant other than the bones that line the room.I notice movement across from me. The figure leans forward into the shaft of light coming from the door. Its Selene."Selene! Are you alright baby?" She glares at me. "Don't you dare you lying murderous half-breed!"I stare at her shocked. 'What, what is she talking about? ...She saw my form earlier, that has to be it...'I look at. His fingers transfer a kiss from his lips to her wet pussy, “I’ll see you later.” He hustles to the stove, erection bobbing up and down, and moves the offending skillet off its burner.“Saved by a dick!” she applauds.“Quite a unit, isn’t it? What an aroused dick can’t do.”“Apparently most anything but fit back into some underwear once it gets excited.”She playfully slaps it. “Down boy, we got a dinner to cook.”He leaves off the drawers and steps back into his pants. “Don’t let Mr. Man get caught. Meet me at 10pm in Club Spank. Look for the address on the Internet. Dress smartly in dark clothes. Tell the doormen you are one of my submissives otherwise they won't let you in. I am extremely angry with you for having such bad thoughts so you can expect me to be very severe. Think on that and don't be late."My plan had worked! I had got what he wanted, to jump the queue and see my Mistress tonight. My excitement was tempered with nervous trepidation. There would be a heavy price to pay for.