.. Finally, the King falls. I smile as he drags me across the room, to the exit and I’m sure, a punishment which will prove that he is just as cruel...as I am.* * * * *Tied down, arms stretched above my head, aching in their relentless restraint. I'm in a large cave, the walls made of black volcanic rock. Rivulets of lava seep down through numerous cracks, cooling and hardening, adding to the texture of the cave.The heat makes me sweat uncontrollably, beads of it roll down my face. My tongue is a. ' She turned back to her computer again. Kyle hesitantly sat across from her on the lounge, once again taking a look around the room, noticing now the small TV above the entrance that he had missed. Kyle also had time to notice Stephanie. Steph's hair was tied back, revealing completely her beautiful face which was so rarely as emotionless on television as it was now. Her dark eyes, fixed squarely on the notebook in front of her, were so beautiful in their ferocity. Her nose, lips and chin were. She finally realised Peter had set out to seduce her and cared nothing for what the consequences would be for her.Peter once again asked her to come up to their room. When she refused, he quietly and surreptitiously grabbed hold of her arm, twisting it up behind her back, kissing her deeply on the lips to quiet her. He then whispered in her ear,"Listen, you little fucking bitch, I have spent months and a large amount of money getting you here, now my friends and I are going to get our money's. It is a fair distance away. There is a bus service, but it takes nearly an hour for the trip.”John asked, “Do the RAF not provide a direct bus? I think they do sometimes.”She explained, “There is a non-scheduled bus, but it is one-way, from the terminal to Oxford, for military personnel and families only.”John blinked, frowned, and responded, “Surely the bus has to return from Oxford to Brize Norton?”Mrs Turnbull looked embarrassed. “Perhaps, but this is the information I have on the local.