You on the other hand were the "woman"! You were dressed in lingerie; you were penetrated; you in fact deserved to be fucked and? you were! Simple as ...hat." My head filled with shame as I thought of how I had so obscenely debased myself: begging to suck his cock; moaning and gyrating as he penetrated me. My loving wife had been privy to the whole humiliating display. She was right: I had undertaken the female role and could not blame Master Tim for treating me as he did, or even question his. . and had somehow placed his own Janet in this fantastic bordello... forcing her to prostitute herself? But those things had gone out with the dark ages, he thought... God almighty, he didn't know... but he intended to find out... that is if the American Embassy carried any weight at all in France!When Janet had awakened, following the brutal murder of Erabas, Doctor Leduc no longer pretended. He had called for assistance and four powerful Moroccans had come to hold her spread-eagle on bed,. He continued to sip his drink and waited to see if she was a dancer. He couldn’t believe his beautiful daughter was in an establishment like this. First, she came from a good home. Her parents made a good living and didn’t understand why his daughter needed money. Why would she need to dance? Did she like to strip? He had no answers and continued to wait.Time was moving very slowly. George now had several drinks. He even ordered some food. His daughter never danced, and he wondered. ”Mimi nodded “Yes, I would normally agree, but latterly she has been distracted; day dreaming, and quite preoccupied. I noticed her change of behaviour after the events at Tewksbury Abbey, and she has worsened since our arrival in Bristol.”I made to follow Claudette and the girls.“Not so obvious, Jacques. Claudette would be mortified if she thought we doubted her ability to look after her charges, flighty or not.”I allowed the girls to get out of sight, and then prepared to go after them, but.