” “Oh Okay Madam, what do you want me to do?” “I need you to find out when the guards change over at the main gate. I hear there is a new guy ...n.” Zofie knew the usual guard would be too suspicious and insist that official procedure be followed. All traffic had to be cleared by the Estate Office. They in turn received instructions from Zofie’s Personal Secretary. She didn’t just come and go, willy nilly. Zofie was gambling that a new recruit, however keen could be fooled into committing an. " She whipped her head around, wildly searching for the source of the deep voice. She spotted him in the doorway to her bedroom. He stood a solid six feet tall, stocky but fit. He wore a black tee shirt and jeans. She couldn't see down past his knees because of the bed. "What the fuck are you doing? Let me go! I'll scream!" He chuckled, his brown eyes sparkling with malice. They were almost exactly the same shade as his skin. His black hair was buzz cut. "I don't think you want to threaten,. I can tell you this, though--the next test is the last." Well..." Lenny put her thoughts into words, "that's good to know anyhow."Boss Carl helped her into her clothes, occasionally letting a rough hand fall where it shouldn't. Then, the three of them left the Phylogem Club and rode toward the East Village in a black limousine.Lenny noticed that the chauffeur never showed his face, his collar was turned up and he allowed himself only to glance into the rear-view mirror occasionally. It seemed. Will you giveme this slut as a gift ? I assure you I will not be gentle with her .She will work on the open deck of my craft under the whip laid on by my trusted slave girls who Inotice are very jealous of the fact that you chose her tent instead of theirs that night.They have sworn revenge. »The shiek agreed and that night Christine Jones was delivered to thedockside of the rivercraft. The next day she was chained to a treadmill on the open deck of the small pleasure craft of her newmistress,.