"Missy, you know the deal. This was a 12-hour eventand you lasted for 8 hours before being captured. Therefore you are to spend4 hours on the cross. H...w do you plead?" The woman paused, weighing her options. The rules were clear, the bargainset. If she had evaded the hunters for 12 hours, she would've received $1,000.If she was caught, she could forfeit the money or take the challenge of spendingthe remaining time bound to a cross, nude, in the open, at the stable on fulldisplay as a trophy for. She imagined theprince lifting her onto his horse, riding her into the sunset to the castle.There he would take her virginity roughly, without the chance for mercy. Littledid the prince know, she wouldn't have begged for mercy at all, only for more. Finally, her fantasies followed her into the day and she couldn't be ridof them. She would be doing the washing outside and rub the stiff cloth againsther wrist, imagining how the prince's rough rope would feel rubbing againsther skin. She would be. ..." she whispered, her lipsbarely two inches from the now blushing 20 year old guy. "Pleeeease couldyou.....just..." She put a hand on his thigh and squeezed. "Sort out mynews for me?" she ended.James nodded frantically and Luci leaned back grinning, pulling out anail file and going to work on smoothing out her look. "Thanksdarling.... who knows, you may get to see more of me tonight," sheflirted. Her mind drifted off to the last guy she'd banged last night,he'd been hung like the proverbial. “If someone were to come, it would not be Ludwig von Schuman. Of that, I will wager my head. The man...”Siegfried went silent and shook his head in disgust.“He is a disgrace,” he concluded.“And yet a man claiming to be this von Schuman has graced our shores,” Jonathan said. “We are an open society but we will not accept the refuse from other countries. Is he a criminal?”“Of a sort,” Mueller answered. “He has never been charged or convicted of a crime. But if what I have heard of him is true.