Frowned. ‘Well gee… I’m sorry if I was a disappointment to you before…’ he began sarcastically. ‘Damn it, J.J.!!! That’s not what I mean...!’ she cried as she lifted up on her elbow to face him as he leaned next to her. ‘You know damn well I’ve never been disappointed… I’m just saying that all of a sudden, my body seems to feel everything even more intensely than I ever have! And if you think you’ve had a hard time keeping me from attacking you before…’ She paused as she chuckled, ‘Heh, heh, heh…. And there was only one way to find out, risky as it was. He closed the peephole and went out of the observation room toward the door into the cabin.Luckily, he thought, the key is here. Making as little noise as possible, he let himself in and edged his way carefully toward the bed.Inside the room, the moaning noises the drugged young bride was making filled the air as she strained in her semi-conscious state to satisfy the craving heat of her wide-splayed loins. The sense of desperate longing. She had wanted sex with her men friends in America and even with the Tunisian boys. She had had no choice with the officer earlier, but now she was bending over and opening herself to get out of being whipped.As she steadied herself and waited for the entry of this hated man's prick, she heard him laugh, and say something to the girl in the next cage.CRACK.Another lash came down on her arse, almost making her fall. Quick as a flash he had her by the hips and plunged deep into her pussy. To her. " She had drained his cock elsewhere in her licentious anatomy leaving no other souvenirs for her to display. Crawling back into his Hudson, Cliff took a few minutes to review Tony's story. All the pieces fit. He didn't like it. He didn't like it one bit. Cliff drove back to the Hotel Apache and looked for a phone. He called Stella. "Songbird, it's Cliff." "God, Cliff, I'm glad you called. Trudy is missing. I went to the club last night for a couple of sets with the band and when I got back.