’‘Why ever not?’‘He?he wants me to stay at home?’‘How frightful!’‘He’s very decisive and controlling, Professor?’‘Please, call m... Carmen. He sounds very irritating to me.’‘Have you been married?Pro?Carmen?’‘Three times. Each was a disaster and the sex became awful!’Wendy flushed at that.‘You?you are one of the few historians that discuss sex in a historical context?’‘Medieval people did enjoy sex, Wendy, it’s a useful way of increasing the population!’She laughed. ‘I know. Sorry.’We chatted for. I simply accept whatever he sends.I got to my feet and looked out the window of the cabin. It was foggy and cold outside, and there he was, a silhouette in the mist. A lean figure on a horse, Stetson hat and all, herding cows in the dawn.I pulled on a robe and some boots and went out onto the veranda. I waved at him as he circled close, peering down at me.“Hi, I’m Ruth.” I said optimistically.“Well hey there Ruth, I’m Barry.” He said.He was thin with wide shoulders and a wide hungry smile. He. "I thought that all this excitement about watching two dogs fuck was a little odd. But hey, what the hell, it is one of their moneymakers and what ever made Nora happy was fine by me. Nora opened the lounge and I was very impressed. Inside were two rows of leather sofa's, one set two steps up from than the other. A fully stocked bar stretched across the back wall."Make yourself a drink and get comfortable. The volume control on the sound system is next to the sofas. Oh yeah, you'll find some. And it didn't move a millimetre.Utterly exasperated Hilary gave up her struggling, slumping back down onto the dusty floor, as the hopelessness of their plight began to sink in."This is a nightmare," she groaned.Claire just nodded her agreement.The unwelcome opportunity to dwell on their plight was cut short by the arrival of their masters. The heavy steel door to the dungeon suddenly swung inwards, smashing noisily against the cold brick wall. A huge brute of a Negro stood in the opening,.