Really, not even a comedian's straight man could have set her up for the punch line better than I just did."Honey," she replies. "Come home with us an...d you can have all that you want to eat. (pause) You can even have some food."Suddenly the lights in the room begin flashing again. Just as quickly I see a small red light blinking on and off. One of the girls at our table has just been picked as one of the final three to join tonight's 'line'. I look over to the woman who's been fingering me for. He stood and returned shortly with the leather whip that he’d earlier struck me with. I shivered with fear as he stroked my erect nipples with the tip of it. “Hm, are you going to be a good slut?” he asked quietly. “Yes” I said quickly…a little too quickly- I forgot something. I received a sharp slap to the nipple for my mistake.“Yes what?” he said, kicking me. I lost balance and couldn’t help myself from falling as my arms were still bound in the rope. He yanked me upright by my hair. “Yes. Every cell in my body wants him inside of me, fucking me as long and as hard as he can stand. I slow down my ministrations and sit back so that we can look at each other. ‘I want that, too, Mike.’ I barely get the sentence spoken and he lifts me to the desktop. As I watch, he slides his pants and briefs to his knees and stands between my legs. His erection is magnificent, standing proud and ready for me, the veins swollen and pulsing. There’s a drop of precum dangling on the tip. I can’t. "Look, all of you are overreacting. This is bad, and Hillier might be able to shut us down, but what can he find? We're not using experimental drugs or machines on our patients. We are anaesthetizing them, and then nothing that can be proven is done. The courts most likely don't recognize the existence of magic. All we need to do is have you disappear for a while and let Hillier make a fool of himself. Then you can come back after he's been discredited and everything will be fine." So, we go on.