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his power and the female degradation very much.
    Currently the room sat uninhabited, all sixty plus females were elsewhere cleaning, training, or working in some way to better their place at Inferno. “Thank you, Clinton, for your time and the tour. I am trying to understand how I can transfer your ideas to my fiancée.”
    “Think about dog obedience school." The greasy man with combed back hair advised. “Think of each female as a bitch. It is like training a dog. Females are basically stupid creatures. They can’t handle too many instructions at one time. Teach them the basics: bow, kneel, suck... Administer swift and severe punishment for disobedience." He leaned closer to Troy to emphasize his words. “Obedience is expected and therefore not acknowledged. If however, exemplary behavior occurs, rewards are justified. It is amazing how quickly their attitudes and behavior can be adjusted."
    Troy thought about Diana, but he also thought about the green-eyed woman from last night. He’d left her with Liam. She’d been amazing and obedient. Remorsefully, he thought about his behavior. “Clinton, may I request a particular female for my… for my needs?”
    Clinton’s beady eyes shone with approval. “Yes, Sir, our bitches are at your disposal. Was there one that caught your eye? One you’d like to fuck or beat? They are available for anything you desire. And,” his voice slowed, “if you meet any resistance, tell me personally. I promise it will be dealt with immediately.”
    Troy caught Clinton’s innuendo, “I promise I will do that. I want the green-eyed female that serviced Liam and me last night.”
    Clinton’s expression wavered, “Sir, perhaps Candy, the blonde that sucked you so well in the club?”
    “No, Clinton, I want the green-eyed female. I don’t know her name. What is it?" Troy felt an urgent need to pursue his desire.
    “Her name is Nicole, Sir." Clinton tried again to change Troy’s mind offering him anyone else.
    “If there is a problem, I will gladly speak to Mr. Diamond…”
    “No, Sir." Clinton’s face now glistened with perspiration. “Let me take you back to the club. Please enjoy the show and the waitresses. They will satisfy your needs until Nicole is available. Allow me some time.”
    Troy didn’t want to delay his reunion with Diana, but he feared Nicole’s fate if he wavered. “I will be glad to wait. I look forward to Nicole’s talents. Thank you, Clinton, I will inform Mr. Diamond of your hospitality." With that, Clinton escorted Troy to the club and slithered away.

Chapter Four
    Diana had never lost consciousness from pain. Now, as the world came back into focus it was the only logical explanation she could deduce. The dark stillness that had saved her began to evaporate. She became increasingly aware of needles pricking her entire body. Instantaneously, her flesh ignited in flames of agony. The blood curdling screams that filled her ears caused her to shudder. It wasn’t until her mouth filled with an unknown material that she realized the screams came from her own mouth.
    Something stopped the noise. It was no longer piercing, just a buzz sound, vibrating within her head. She gasped at the loss of oxygen, realizing that her lips were unable to open. Screaming was no longer an option.
    Focusing on the world around her, Diana recognized her own bathtub. She also identified the source of piercing agony. It was the ice-cold spray, from her shower, hitting her naked abused body. Her lips were sealed shut and something was in her mouth, something moist and thick. With her nose as her only option, she tried desperately to breathe. Her hands were bound behind her back; therefore, unsealing her lips was not a possibility.
    The fight lasted only seconds. Diana’s body resumed its limp state. She had no control over it or her future. Accepting her fate and the pain, she concentrated on breathing, and waited. Her tears blended into the spray of the shower . Troy… Troy…