I kissed him at the base of the stairs and sent him to go dress for the meeting.I went out to the pool and found Yann and the angels swimming."I thoug...t you two had school." I said.They stopped swimming and looked at each other."There was a slight snag." Yann said. "Apparently, they were never actually admitted to the school." Slight snag?" That sounded like a major crisis to me."We have a call into the Austrian Consulate." Yann told me. "Someone's supposed to call us back. In the meantime, we. He winced as he opened his eyes, and then tried to rise. That was when he realized that he was tied up. He was lying facedown on some kind of worktable; his hands and feet was securely bond around the legs of the table. All he could move was his head and as he turned to see the burly blacks security guard sitting in an office chair a few feet away. "What the fuck! What are you doing? Untie me, you bastard!" The teen snarled as he struggled at his bonds."Still the cocky little bastard, huh?. Hell do the same while on the computer, stopping whenever he types, resuming whenever he reads. The days just seem to blur together. On Thursday morning, the 5th morning I woke up there, he tells me during his wake-up rape, Hey, Ive got someone coming over later, so you better behave. I think to myself, with someone else in the house, wherever he stashes me, they should be able to hear me scream. Maybe Ill get out of this alive after all. This thought renews my lost hope. The pattern continues. Rebecca Bolton would continue as matron. Alice had worked along side Miss Bolton for as long as she could remember and delighted in her sadistic nature. A very stern and muscular woman with a vast knowledge and experience of both medical matters and hygiene, she would lead the team. The thickness of her arms spoke of the many whippings and rough massages she had given the children and she also pioneered many different drugs to control the children’s sexual and physical responses. It was left to.