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vicinity, any girl confined and gagged
    as expertly as I was would be able to do very little to call attention to her
    captivity. It was unlikely that even her fiercest and most desperate signals
    would be audible more than a yard or so from her tiny prison.
    I began to moan and whimper. They must show me mercy
    The top of the cardboard carton was then closed.
    I struggled, fiercely, for a moment, but then felt exhausted.
    I heard a segment of sealing tape torn from a roll and then, apparently, the top
    of the carton was sealed shut.
    I put my head back against the iron. The two rings made a tiny sound. I became
    very conscious of the feel of the leather straps binding me. I pressed back.
    This eased the pressure of the strap at my belly. I felt my hair, still damp
    from the shower, between my back and the iron. Beneath my body, where I sat upon
    it, the iron felt cool, smooth and hard. I felt it this way, too, beneath my
    heels.
    Then the carton was lifted, and was being carried. It would appear to be a
    carton in the care of professional moving men.
    No one would think twice about it.
    The thought crossed my mind that it was Tuesday evening.
    Tomorrow would be Wednesday, my day off at the store. I would not be missed
    until Thursday.
    I then lost consciousness.
    3       Corcyrus
    It was warm in the room.
    It seemed a lazy morning.
    My fingers felt at the red-silk coverlet. I lay on my stomach on the soft,
    broad, red-silk surface. I tried to collect my wits. I moved my body, a little.
    I felt the soft silk move beneath it. I was nude. Too, I felt the warm air on my
    body and legs. I was not covered. I was lying nude, uncovered, on my stomach, on
    a wide, soft, silken surface.
    I remembered the men, the straps and the box.
    I turned and sprang to my hands and knees on the soft surface. I was on a vast
    bed, or couch. It was round and some fifteen feet in diameter. I was, half sunk
    in its softness, near the center of it. I had not realized such luxury could
    exist. A glance informed me, to my relief, that I was alone in the room. The
    room was a large one, and extremely colorful.
    The floor was of glossy, scarlet tiles. The walls, too, were tiled, and glossy,
    and covered with bold, swirling designs, largely worked out in yellow and black
    tiles. At one point there was a large, scarlet pelt on the floor. Against some
    of the walls there were chests, heavy chests, which opened from the top. There
    were mirrors, too, here and there, and one was behind something like a low
    vanity. I also saw a small, low table. It was near the couch. There were also,
    mostly near the walls, some cushions about. To one side there was a large,
    sunken basin. This was, perhaps, I thought, a tub. There was no water in it,
    however, and no visible faucets. I saw myself in one of the mirrors, on all
    fours in the great bed. I hastily looked away. To one side there appeared to be
    some sliding doors. On my right, and several feet away, there was, too, a heavy
    wooden door. It looked as though it might be very thick. I saw no way, no bars
    or locks, no chains or bolts, whereby its closure might be guaranteed on my
    side. It might be locked on the outside, I supposed. But, clearly, I could not
    lock it from the inside. I could not keep anyone out. I could, on the other
    hand, doubtless be kept in. At one point on the floor there was, fixed in the
    floor, a heavy metal ring. I also saw, in one wall, two such rings. One was
    mounted in the wall about a yard from the floor and the other, about a yard to
    its left, was mounted in the wait, about six feet from the floor.
    I quickly, frightened, crawled back off the bed. It was not easy to do, given
    its softness. I felt the smoothness, the coolness, of the scarlet tiles on my
    feet. I saw that there was, anchored at one point in the couch, at what may have
    served as its foot, another such sturdy ring. Beneath it lay a coil of chain.
    Smaller rings, too, I noted, circling the couch, appeared at regular