I wanted Cammy’sbottom the color of passion; I wanted her to beg.God, I wanted her to beg.I put the strop down on a chair and went to thewindow ...nd looked out. The sunshine and clear bluesky no longer held inspiration. I wondered what thehell I’d done. Camay’s bottom was passion purple allright, welts from the hard-edged strop raised on herskin in neat parallel rows. Red, white and blue, likea flag. She bawled in anguished denial, too shockedfor humiliation. That would come. ’ She smiled. ‘We screen our clients pretty well,’ she said. ‘We find out what they like before matching them with a girl. Ian told me you’re not very experienced, so we won’t give you any of our ‘special’ clients, not unless you tell us otherwise.’ ”Special’ clients?’ Cleo nodded. ‘Men who like to get a little freaky,’ she said with a soft laugh. ‘Some of them can get pretty bizarre. Fisting, watersports, S&M.’ I frowned. ‘I don’t know what any of that means,’ I said, feeling overwhelmed.. " He motioned to Finn.They disappeared into a back room and returned carrying two machine guns mounted to a heavy-duty plate. "What the hell is that?" Liv asked in disbelief."A remote controlled machine gun mount. It's specially designed to sit on top of a vehicle," Finn's dad said proudly. "It keeps the gunner from being exposed. I pulled it off an experimental, Bradley fighting vehicle that got hit by a roadside bomb. It originally had a fifty caliber mounted here, but the gun was completely. Ray wanted Eve chained to the floor with enough chain to use the toilet and the bed.Ray wanted Abe to see that she worked her ass off fucking for a month. He asked Abe to keep her alive but make her suffer.Eve was to never know where she was and how she got there.When the month was over Ray would come and get her, he wanted her to get no drugs while there except a 'Mickey' before he came for her.Ray asked Abe for something to knock Eve out to bring her to his place.Abe gave Ray something to put.