This prison!’ ‘It’s not a prison, Cindy, all the girls you will meet are here willingly, and they have all undergone the same training you are t... have.’ ‘B…but… physical pain! I can’t stand pain,’ she cried. ‘You want to please your husband, don’t you?’ ‘Yes,’ she said, almost in a whisper, looking down at the pointed toes of her shoes, ‘More than anything in the world.’ ‘Then come with me, and we’ll prepare you.’ I led her to the preparation room, where the girls, already in their ‘uniforms’. So was my wallet. And iPod. Everything seemed to be there except the thing I needed most at that moment. I stood there, knowing that there was only one way into my unit, and that meant ringing the bell to apartment 1, the super. I carefully made my way down the stairs, terrified that I might fall and end myself right there. Once at the bottom, I paused again, then raised a trembling hand and knocked twice on the door.I didn't have to wait long - it was as if he had been waiting by the door. I. He was the perfect Master. She also liked Silk. She knew that they would get along just fine. She wondered how Syndee felt.The girls began dancing again and the men flocked like flies. The girls danced and teased all who came close. They danced very sexy with each other and rubbed up against any man who would let them. At one point, Silk and Stacey were dancing and rubbing on each other and Stacey almost made Silk explode. Silk whispered in Stacey’s ear to tell her so and then backed off. She. In a week or so I will put you on a plane home saying you are homesick and I am getting tired of hearing you complain about it.’ His house turned out to be a nice datcha on the seashore. Inside it was cosy with a lot of polished wood and large windows overlooking a garden. She admired his large library somehow feeling oddly out of place in the house of a soldier. He explained he held a PhD in crusader history. They spent their days walking the beach and having picknicks and their evenings.