“Relax!” He said softly, “an you won’t get hurt!” His accent gave him away as black but with a Irish lilt to his voice. Katie looked up at... him defiantly and angrily. “We ain’t here for you!” He grinned. “You’re just a bonus!” On saying this he disappeared again. “Don’t fucking hurt her, you hear!” He called back.“Well they might not be here for you!” The man on top of Katie purred into her ear. “But I know what I want! I won’t fucking hurt you, as long as you do exactly what I want!” He. She looks out of the window at a bright and cheery day and sobs, slowly slumping to the floor and mumbles, “Give me my husband back.She sits on the floor helpless and hopeless until a knock on the door, “Michelle, I’ve brought a pot of tea, I would like to...”“Fuck off you bitch, you tricked me. You know I didn’t want this shit, fuck off and leave me alone.”“Suit yourself,”Michelle does not miss the irritation in her words and the observance gives her a small reason to smile. “Good, hope I. " and then she slipped quietly into a dreamless slumber.Kate awoke from the drug induced sleep. The first thing she noticed wasthat she was sitting in a hard, wooden chair. Her hands and feet werebound to the chair. The second thing she noticed were the twinges ofpain from her sore bottom. A memory of Anna's large strapon flashedthrough her mind. She couldn't stop a whimper of despair from escapingher lips. Then, as she blinked away the tears from her eyes, she noticedthat something felt odd.. The replicas of the structures in the lost southern capitol surrounded the church, but the rest of the city had standard European architecture and reminded Danka of her hometown Rika Heckt-nemat. There was no city wall around Rika Chorna, nor around any other town in the Vice-Duchy.Next to the church was the governor’s palace, which was by far the most significant building in the city. It was larger and more ostentatious than the Grand Duke’s castle. Unlike the castle, which was built first as.