The door of the dungeon slammed behind us. I was the most terrified I have ever been and it wasn't because I was six thousand miles from my home, in a dungeon that would be the envy of the Marquis de Sade, with two killers and the insane sadomasochistic transvestite owner of the dungeon. The transvestite was actually on my side. The two killers were actually our prisoners. My fear was due to the fact Rogue was being held by a gang of ruthless white slavers and it was only a matter of hours before they would be completely beyond my reach and I might never see Rogue again. I had to make the killers tell me where she was! Sequel to Sharing Afflictions.
27 parts