Extract One -
He tapped her bottom with the crop and said slowly and clearly, "Repeat after me –
I am not waiting to be ransomed. I am never going home. I understand that I am a
slave."
It took her three tries before she could make herself mutter the words.
Like a marine drill sergeant, he shouted in her ear, "I didn't hear you! You
are not a spoiled, pampered, daddy's girl any more. You are a slave. Now say it
again."
She cringed at his anger and repeated the words, more clearly this time.
Naturally, this was not good enough. "Louder!" he screamed, slapping the crop
against his thigh.
Finally she said it loudly and clearly. "I am not waiting to be ransomed. I am
never going home. I understand that I am a slave."
"Again!" he said.
Tears began to flow as the impact of the words hit her. "I am not waiting to be
ransomed. I am never going home. I understand that I am a … slave."
Extract Two -
There was a stunned silence. One of the girls spoke up. "No jobs? But we paid to
you. You promised us jobs."
Aleksander smiled. He loved this part He loved seeing their stupid cow faces when they
realised that they had been tricked. "We lied. But as I said, you will all work and
you will earn good money as prostitutes, whores, hookers."
Heads began to shake and the some of their faces revealed anger. The same girl shouted,
"I demand to have my money back. I am a decent woman and I will not become a
prostitute. You will give me my money back and I will go home."
He reflected that it was fortunate that she was one of the older and less pretty ones.
He stepped up to her and said in a calm, reasonable voice, "You want? You
demand?" Without warning he lashed out and the back of his hand smashed into her face
with horrific force, knocking her to the floor. Blood spurted from her cut lips and broken
her nose. She screamed as he kicked her in the belly and thighs, careful to avoid breaking
any bones. He bent down and hauled her to her feet by her neck and drove his knee hard
into her crotch with a sickening thud, and she collapsed to the ground again, moaning and
sobbing in agony. He casually wiped his hands clean of her blood and saliva with the
handkerchief that Frank handed him. "Does anyone else have any demands?" He
glared at the other women, gauging the balance of fear and anger in their faces. He said,
"Some of you are thinking that you are not afraid, that no matter what I do to you, I
cannot force you to fuck men for a living. You may not be afraid, but what about your
families back in the Ukraine? Your mothers, fathers, grandparents , brothers and sisters.
Some of you have children. What about them, are they as brave? I can have my associates
pay them a visit tomorrow and then send you photographs of what your loved ones look like
after they are done." He pointed his finger at a girl, and then another and another.
"You, you, or you?" This time there was silence. He turned to Frank and nodded.
Extract Three -
He released her nipples and slapped her breast with a vicious swipe of his hand, sending
her body rocking sideways. "Well Mary with the big mouth," he slapped her other
breast, sending her staggering in the opposite direction, "we are going to have some
fun together." He turned to the wall and took down an electric cattle prod.
Mary didn't recognise the device, but she discovered its purpose quickly enough
when he switched it on and touched the copper contacts at the end of the curved
"Y" shaped tip to her belly. There were tiny sparks and a zapping sound,
followed by a scream of pain and fear from Mary as her muscles suddenly contracted and a
bolt of pain shot through her abdomen. She tried to beg, but the prod touched her breast
and the shock drove all the breath from her lungs and she thought that her heart was going
to stop.
Aleksander stepped behind her and pushed the prod between her buttocks and then pressed
the activation button.
Mary shrieked, bicycling her legs in the air and hanging from her bleeding wrists.
"No! Please, no more," she cried, but Aleksander ignored her and walked around
her twisting, kicking body, jabbing the cattle prod into various parts of her body. She
struggled so hard that she nearly dislocated her arms when he zapped her in the armpits
and then on her nipples. "God, please stop it! I'll do anything at all, just
stop," she cried.
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