The maids helped me. Boy, did they help me. They pinched me here. They swatted me there. My journey to the next room took at least an hour.But finally... we made it. It was a huge, black-rubber lined room with racks, bars and tables, and more constricting paraphernalia than you'd find in the dungeon of your average well-stocked Inquisitor. In the middle of the room stood a large, chunky blonde woman dressed in a rubber dress with armbands bearing a Nazi-like insignia."Maid Mindy." said Submissive. "What's a birthday pie?" It's a pie," Helen answered with a chuckle, "to celebrate the day of your birth."Enola looked confused. "Is this the day of my birth?" It is now," the Enforcer said from atop a nearby downed palm tree. "You didn't have one. You need one. No one has this one. So ... it's yours."The gathered crowd -- most of the current 24 residents of Everest Island -- laughed at the silliness of simply choosing a birth date. Enola pointed to the 19 small, ornate seashells decorating. I could see more cages with huddled figures but I couldn't focus my senses enough to tell me what they were or if they were even alive."Well, now," the dark-haired Vampire said, "the little Shifter is awake." And pissed," I snarled. "Where am I? Who do you work for? What the hell did you give me? And how would you like your corpses taken care of?" My, what a big mouth she has," the annoying blonde Demon tsked. "Just wait," she told me, stopping just out of reach of my cage. "All will become. Somehow the pair of them felt extra horny as they walked from their front door down the drive to their waiting car; Pete quickly opened the passenger door for his beautifully sexy wife and was delighted to see a flash of naked thigh and panty as she slid into the seat. Slipping himself into the driving seat he patted his wife's knee before starting the car and smoothly moved off and joined the light traffic heading towards town.The conversation in the car was strained as both tried to put out.