I wondered whether the robbers had gone or whether this was just a lull while the gun was being reloaded. I also had the terrifying thought that they ...ay be looking for the key to the door. If they found it, we’d be completely doomed. I couldn't see anything in the room to use to wedge the door closed. When no more shots came in the next few moments, I began to relax."Are you alright?" I said softly to her. She nodded to me, although she didn't seem too sure of her response."Hold me?" she. The notorious Hellfire Club, founded by Sir Francis Dashwood, would gather at the George and Dragon Hotel before moving their activities later in the night to the nearby West Wycombe caves. One night after closing time, Susan, the Inn’s pretty, young, and obviously naive barmaid agreed to go with them. Maybe she fell in the darkness and hit her head (as was the official report), or maybe she was beaten and raped (as seems probable given the company she was with). The truth will probably never. ."No complaining slave. I want you to go to the liquor cabinet and pour me a glass of scotch. You may bring it up to our bedroom."She looked questioningly at me. "Our bedroom, Master?" She said timidly.I looked at her. "Yes of course 'our' bedroom, slave. You will be sleeping with me from now on, and as soon as you bring me my drink you will spend your time moving your clothes into the closet in my room ... now go."She sprang into action, and ran into the kitchen. Running naked did interesting. This touch was different than normal. She kept her hand on the gear and I too didn’t pull out. This happened at least for 7 to 10 seconds and we laughed. We kept on talking to each other till we reach the venue.I knew that something is going to happen tonight. All 4 of us met at the venue and I was unable to take my eyes off her. She observed that too which I got to know later. We all went back to Sophia’s car and had a quick round of drinks. As I already had some before, I was high a bit. We.