Not quite sure what was going on, she came down the stairs dressed solely in
a rather revealing Chinese silk dress. The room was darkened, the auidence
invisible. There was a chair for her, under the candelabra. A man in black
tied her wrists and ankles together, stuffed a bit gag crudely into her
mouth. She didn't know what it was that this customer wanted- just that it
was a bit out of the ordinary.
"Show him what you've got. Make it good."
She knew that resistance never paid. She obeyed.