"What the hell?" he asked."I have your money," she explained, "Two thousand pounds, and another two for the fine if you will be nice to me." What?" he...asked incredulously."If I can sleep with you, two thousand pounds for the fine," Kitty said nervously. "For gods sake!" Paul protested, "You can't buy me!" You bought me, remember," Kitty reminded him, "I suppose I still owe you,"He looked down at her as she sat in her short denim skirt and white tee shirt, a very different Kitty to the naked. ‘She could have a point.’ ‘It’s quite something,’ I agreed, looking up again as he switched on the light, once again finding myself rather overawed by the sight of all those sparkling tiles and mirrors. ‘And very–clean.’ So clean in fact, Luke could probably have performed surgery in there. He twisted around, shooting me an amused glance. ‘That’s not my doing.’ ‘It isn’t?’ I couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. I’d feared his hygiene standards might be rather hard to live up to. ‘Then–?’. As I was jogging down this deserted path, all of a sudden a man with a mask jumps out from behind some tall bushes and started pointing a gun at me. He demanded for me to hand over my money, I told him I had any and that my jogging outfit had no pockets. He stopped for a moment as I could see he was upset, this of course pissed him off big time. He wanted me to pay one way or another just to get even with me, he ordered me to remove all my clothes. I hesitated at first then slowly started to. Oh dear god, what was going to happen?Help me... oh help me!A silence ...Then a voice with the sharpness of a knife.“Where are they, Ryar? Why this delay?”“Here, Highness.”“Bring them in!”“At once, Highness.” Then the voice was directed to us. “Crawl, slaves, crawl...”We crawled forward. Shivering with dread. Into the presence of the woman who was the source of all the horrors which had been heaped upon us. Who counted our lives as no more worth than an insect she was about to stamp.