We slowed down and I was sure I heard a number of male voices muttering as Master brought me to a halt. We were still outside but the temperature appe...red to have risen ever so slightly. I could smell the unmistakeable scent of male sexuality all around me and this was confirmed as Master opened my dress, the buttons flying off as he pulled it apart. The sound of cheers filled the air and I sensed there were many men present. Master removed my dress completely and pulled my leash hard as he. ”The two women nodded in unison. Their weapons ready.The door quickly opened, revealing the room in front of them. Dimly lit area that seemed to serve as a hub for detaining prisoners. Tables and chairs were overturned. The only thing they noticed was the cage they were searching for so long. It stood in the middle of the room surrounded by chairs and tables as if they were watching an experiment. The women shared a knowing look. Many instruments were thrown about. They looked as if they were. Lucia's expression filled him with sudden terror. She was demented, her face a mask of sadistic evil! "That's it, baby! Fight me! Fight me!" Aargh! Uung!" The pain was unbearable. Boyd released her ankle and opened his mouth to speak, to beg her to quit hurting him so. Only a gurgle came from his mouth. Her foot prevented the formation of words. "You're helpless, Boyd. Do you hear me? Helpless!" Boyd tried to speak. He could not. He closed his eyes and moaned. Her face! It was so evil, so. His name was Captain Raphael Fernando Frederico Natoli. As she read the information on him underneath the painting, Rachael overheard one of the curators talked to a group of tourists on a tour. ‘Captain Natoli and his pirate crew of 150 would rob from very wealthy people. Aside from being a ruthless pirate, he was also a romantic gentleman as well.’ The curator said. Rachael then overheard some other tourists tell about one of his encounters. ‘I read somewhere that Capt. Natoli had robbed a.