Chapter 13

When she recovered "toy now I'm really going to hurt you. I'm going to gag you because of the lack of sound insulation. I'm going to watch your head. Shake it hard when it gets too much. That will be your safe word. Now open wide."

She must have the same kind inflatable gag that Red has because it did not take long and I thought my jaws would separate. I shook my head and Cindy let a bit of the air out. When it became tolerable I just nodded.

"Good boy, I like it that you communicate with me. Letting me know when it's OK."

Then the blind fold was back and I was again in the dark with no idea of what will happen next.

Then it started first under my left arm. A pinch and a clip, I'm guessing clothes pins grabbing the pinched skin. A few inches down another one and so on every few inches another clip all the way down to my hips. The process was repeated on the other side. It hurt but not beyond my tolerance. It was rather like the nipple clamps a dull ache instead of sharp pain. Even through the blindfold I could detect the flash. Cindy must be taking pictures. Well that was OK, I was facing the wall and had not distinguishing marks on my back. No one would know.

"Yes that looks nice. I think I'm going to leave them for a while. Let the them sort of "settle in". Toy would you like me to deflate the gag for a moment so you can have a sip of water?"

I shook my head. I already had to go even though I went before the ordeal got started. I guess that green tea...

"Suit yourself, I'm going get myself a new glass of wine."

I guess I was in some sort of trance, sub space, but suddenly I became aware that Cindy seemed to be talking on the phone. I could not make out the words but she was definitely saying things. There would be a pause than she'd speak again. It had to be the phone.

"I heard her heels clicking on the hardwood floor "toy prepare yourself for some real pain. Oh this going to be fun. I just wish we were in Red's dungeon. I could let you scream to your heart's content. Scream you will babe, scream you will."

Suddenly there was that searing pain on both sides of my body. I think I momentarily blacked out because I was slumped against the wall, just being held up by the wrist cuffs. Then sank in the sounds of Cindy's orgasm and also what just had happened to me. I had not made the connection to the clips, one after the other. Cindy had put two "zippers" on my body. Rows of clothes pins connected by a string. Pull hard enough and you tear them off like you would pull a zipper down.

I was slowly catching my breath and I guess the same went for Cindy because I felt her now completely naked body against my back.

"That hurt, didn't it toy? Babe that was one powerful orgasm I had. I thank you for that. It was almost as good as what you did to me with your tongue. I made a mess on the floor. Maybe I'll have you lick it up."

"Can you stand if I release you or will you collapse on me? Oops, I better take the gag out so that you can talk."

It took a few seconds for me to get my jaws working again.

"I can stand Ms Cindy."

"Good, when I release you I want you to turn around. You can leave your arms down for a moment or two. When ready, I want you to lift them back up to where they were secured to the wall. Ready, hear goes the first one."

It was a great relief to be able to let my arms hang, the blood flow back into my hands. They actually tingled a bit. I took a deep breath and lifted them back up. Cindy secured them and then removed my blind fold.

Cindy looked stunning. Totally naked except for her stockings and platform shoes with those incredibly high heels. She had released the ponytail and her beautiful face was framed by a mass of blonde hair. The vision took my breath away.

"Toy I have some bad news and some good news for you. At least I think, no I'm pretty positive that it is good news for you."

"Now listen carefully."

Stepping closer to me, removing the nipple clamps. It hurt but nothing like the zipper. The zipper was worse than the caning I had gotten from Red during our "therapy session".

Cindy took another step. With the platform shoes and there sexy high heels she was just about as tall as I am. She was so close that the nipples of her DD boobs were teasing mine. She smiled at me.

"You like this, don't you? Your cock is hard again and poking me. (chuckling) For a moment I was afraid that it had disappeared completely right after I pulled the zippers off."

Now listen very carefully, I'm going to come even closer. NO matter what I do with you I do NOT want you to move a muscle. If you do, I will need to punish you. Zippers on the inside of your thighs."

I must have blanched because Cindy chuckled again and stroked my cheek. Be brave and stand still and nothing will happen."

With that comment, she grabbed my dick and placed it between her legs right under her pussy. I could feel the heat and moisture. She was still dripping. Undulating her hips ever so slightly Cindy grabbed my head and our lips found each other. There was that "tonsillitis" kind of kiss that seemed to last a lifetime. Oh if I just could move a little bit, I could blast my cum...

Then it was over, Cindy had stepped back and my dick was again out there looking for friction to finish off.

"Peter, that kiss was from Red. It was she who was on the phone. She's doing well. Now to the bad news. I was going to let you cum as reward for all those spectacular orgasms you've given me tonight. I will cherish the last one forever. However, Red asked me to not let you cum. I don't know the reason but I have to respect her wishes and I have a feeling that it will pay off for you at the end. Anyway you go back into that CB as soon as I cool you down. Now to the good news. when you get back home there will be an e-mail from Red."

I must have looked concerned.

"Peter, I don't think you have to worry. It won't be a "dear John" kind of

e-mail. I'm pretty sure of that. I mean why would she ask me to lock you back up if she is going to dump you. So let me get the ice so that I can lock you back up and send you home. It's a work day for both of us."

Soon I was locked, released and dressed. Cindy gave me huge hug and another "deep throat" kiss before shoving me towards the door.

Peter, have a good night and thank you for a very special evening. You know how make things interesting. Don't call me. I may or may not call you later in the week. I'm sure you'll be busy with work. Make sure you check on that Sue. If I don't talk to you, I expect to see you on Sunday night at Sixth Street. We'll talk then. Good night."

When I got home I was so anxious to fire up my computer that I almost forgot to close the door after driving into my place. There it was, the e-mail from Red.

"My dearest Peter aka toy,

I trust that this finds you well even after the ordeal at Cindy's hands. I may have to try the zipper on you one day but I'm getting ahead of myself.

I've done a lot of soul searching, trying to figure out what I want for the rest of my life and I believe I've reached conclusions that will work for me in the long run. What is still unknown at this time is your reaction and Michelle's. I have a pretty good idea that you'll go along with what I have in mind but the big question mark is Michelle.

Your actions to my leaving played a huge part in my decision. Keeping the CB on even though I gave you back the key truly impressed both me and Cindy. Cindy is a very, very good friend and she had promised to keep an eye on you. So you might have gathered by now that I got quite detailed reports on you from her. Please don't be mad at her. If you need to be angry, be it with me.

In plain English, you've passed an important test. I was truly touched and even cried a bit when you refused to take Cindy to Yoshie's. That was really, really sweet of you. It sure floored Cindy. Until that time she thought of you as a subbie who had lost his Mistress a second time and would respond to any command given by her in effort to please her and maybe find a new "home". It never entered her mind that you were so committed to me even after the way I left you hanging in the wind.

By the way, she got a big bang out of the way you handled M that night. Please be careful, I don't know what she's up to but watch your back. Now to something else.

Remember we talked about having my parents over for Thanksgiving, playing some golf and stuff like that. Well I still want this to happen but not at home but at my parent's house. You are herewith formally invited to a Thanksgiving dinner cooked by Mom and you. Yes babe you will not get out of cooking the turkey.

I sincerely hope that you can get here on Tuesday night because I still want you and my Dad play golf on Wednesday. I'll make all the arrangements. Michelle is going to fly down here already on Sunday and she and I will spend some alone time. I hope that she can accept what I have in mind for our future.

Please come by car and don't forget to bring my clubs too. If you leave no later than eight in the morning, you should be able to get here by four in the afternoon. My parent's place is a condo in the city and they don't have a room for you so I'm going to make reservations for you in a Bed and Breakfast a couple of blocks away. Please check in and stay there. I'll come to you and we can talk.

I'll send you all the details a few days before you have to leave.

I just want you know that I've missed you and I hope and pray that my plans work out the way I want them to.

Please reply with just "YES" or "NO". As soon as I have your reply, that e-mail address will no longer work. Please respect my wishes in this. It is very important.

Please be careful, watch out for our company and have a safe trip. There I go assuming again but don't think you'll send a "NO".

Be well babe till I see you.

Red aka Goddess Red"

Wow there it was, a chance things will work out. I was on cloud nine. Completely ignoring the fact that something might go wrong.

I clicked on "reply" and was sorely tempted to pour out my love for Red. But I followed orders type "YES" and hit "send". It was done. Two more weeks before I would see my Goddess.

That night I had a really hard time falling asleep. I was tossing and turning, all sort of scenarios going through my head. Will we go back to where we were before Red left? Will our relationship change to being real lovers? What about Michelle? Could she accept that? All these thoughts going around in circles.

Thankfully I finally fell asleep and it was way too early for me when the alarm went off. I forced myself out of bed. There was important stuff at work that I had to attend to.

As soon as got to the office I asked Ted, the guy on loan from Greg, his assistant who had been with the company and the IT guy to come to my office. We gathered around a small conference table with our coffees and I began.

"We may have an issue with Sue whom I just hired last week. I've known her for years when she was working for me. But there was a run-in with my soon to be ex last night and something she said under the influence set off alarm bells. The story is that Sue was unhappy because a guy got promoted over her and was going to leave anyway."

"Now I'm no longer sure. What I need you to do is to scrutinize every payment that she authorized. If you have even the slightest doubt, let me know. John, I want you to monitor her computer at all times. Also she has a company cell phone. Make sure you have a daily log of her calls. She may have another one and we can't do anything about that but if she uses the company one for something that she shouldn't I want to know."

"I leave it your good hands guys". They all got up but Ted, Greg's guy asked me if I had a couple of minutes.

"Sure Ted have a seat, I'm just going to refresh my coffee. Want some more?"

"No thanks. Peter, let me come right out with what I have to say. I would like it very much if there was a way to make my job here permanent."

I was floored. "Ted, Greg is my friend and he said that you needed to be back by December fifteenth. I've started to interview."

"Peter, please let me explain. I've talked already to Greg about this. See, I have to travel almost one hundred fifty days of the year. Being here and having this job with a more or less regular time of going home every night is a dream I didn't think I could ever have. My kids are ten and seven and being home with them, having dinner every night. It is such a pleasure.

Greg is willing to let me go after I take care of this December job for him. I'll take someone with me and train her during that trip. I can come full time back after the first of the year. You know what I'm making and if it is too much at the beginning because you're trying to get this company back into black numbers, I'll take a cut. It's worth it to me to be able to watch my kids grow up. Participate in their activities in school, stuff like that. My wife has been after me for a couple of years, even saying that if we have to move to get a stay at home job, she would do it even though both our parents are living here.

"Ted, I would be happy to have you and there is no need to cut your pay. You're costing me less than the guy who quit. Tell you what I want. If you can get Greg to call me and tell me that he's OK with this, I'll be happy to have you."

There was big smile on his face "can I call him from here?"

"Peter you rotten SOB, stealing my best employee." I was taken back but then I realized that Greg was just pulling my leg.

Listen, I don't want to stay in his way. I would have lost him sooner or later. His wife has been pushing him to find another job for at least a year. Let me have Ted back right after Thanksgiving and he can start with you after New Years. By that time he'll have his replacement up to speed. She's a great gal, eager to get on the road. Just got divorced and wants to spend as much time away from here as Ted wants to stay home. So all is good."

"Say have you heard from Red?"

"Yes I have and I'm going to her home town for Thanksgiving. How are you and Michelle doing?"

"Pretty good actually, going to New York for the weekend, a show, some good dining and I'm guessing that I'll be the "beast of burden" when she goes shopping."

"Hey have a great trip. I'll talk to you when you get back."

The rest of the week was routine till Friday afternoon at 4:30 when Ted came into my office.

"Peter we have a problem. Sue tried to push through a payment to some company that we have no record of buying either material or services. There is no matching PO or any other form of paperwork, just an invoice for $58,793.00."

"Let me see that invoice. Now where did I see that name before?" Then it hit me "this is the name of a company that I made a payment to during the closing for this company and the property. It is in some form connected to HH. Is Sue still in the office?"

"No, she said something about an appointment and that she had to run."

"Well, we'll have to wait till Monday morning. Should be an interesting day. We'll have the results from the weekend check of all the dayshift production."

I tried Mark, the IT guy and he was still in the office. "Hi Mark, anything special going on with Sue's computer or her cell phone? We may have, not may, we do have a problem with her."

"Let me check, I'll get back to you in fifteen, twenty minutes.

"Peter, Mark there are some e-mails to and from what looks like a corporate address. One I've never seen before."

"Can we look at those?"

"Not with the system we have here, you will have to go to her computer. I can get you her password."

"Why don't you come and we meet at her office. I would like you be there when I look."

"Be right there."

So we turned on Sue's computer, put in the pass word and started looking at her received and sent e-mails. The sent ones had been deleted but the incoming was still there and attached to it was the invoice that caught our attention. As description it showed "Design services" and then the amount.

We printed it out and I asked Mark "is there a way to retrieve the deleted outgoing e-mails?"

"I can't do it but I have a buddy at the police department. For a couple of hundred bucks, he'll come over, take out the hard drive, hook it up to his laptop and I would venture that we have a better than eighty percent chance of retrieving them. Our delete system for the general office computers is not very sophisticated."

"Call him please. If possible, I would like to get this done tonight."

A couple of hours later we knew it. The e-mail told whoever was at the other end that she was in place and to start sending invoices every four to five weeks.

Well we are going to have a very interesting Monday morning. I asked Mark and his friend if they wanted to join me for dinner but both declined for family reasons. I didn't feel like going home so I decided to go to Sixth Street and see what the crowd was like on a Friday night.

I didn't recognize any one there so I sat at the bar, has some fish and chips with a couple of beers, watched a basket ball for on the big screen TV for a while and went home.

I debated with myself if I should set an alarm and maybe head up to the lake in the morning but then remembered the forecast and it was not very good.

I don't know what made me look but the message light on my land line was blinking. So I checked.

"Hi Peter, it's Alice. Wondering how you are doing and if you would like to come over for dinner tomorrow night. I'm cooking so it's safe to eat. Call us back, even tonight if it's not too late."

I looked at my watch. It was just before ten and decided it could wait till morning. I liked the idea. I really didn't feel like being alone all weekend and I could use a different prospective from a legal point of view from Clarence since Michelle was not around.

I grabbed a cognac and book, lit up my pipe and turned on some music. It was hard to concentrate on the book. I found it very difficult to understand what motivated Sue to betray me. I mean, I had been her friend from the day she started working for M's dad. I just couldn't wrap my head around that. Well maybe I'll get some answers on Monday.

I had a bit of a restless night and got up fairly early. Had some breakfast and went for a run even though there was light drizzle. I hadn't had a chance to run much recently so I decided that I better go.

When I got back I called the Coopers back and got Alice on the phone.

After the usual how are you and stuff like that "Alice thank you for invitation. I would love to come. What can I bring?"

"Nothing Peter we still have some of the wine you brought the last time. We are good. Why don't you come around five for cocktails and we can catch up."

"Sounds good to me and again thanks for the invitation. It came at a perfect time but I'll tell you guys when I see you this afternoon."

After that I headed into the shower did my usual weekend chores and wound up taking a nap after lunch. I guess I needed that after last night.

On the way to Coopers I picked up some flowers for Alice – she always has some around in their place.

Clarence had the fire place going which felt perfect during this damp and cold day and after we settled with our drinks in front of it I started telling them about the problems at the plant and my run-in with M at the sushi bar.

Alice laughed "Peter I love the way you handled that and calling the guy "cup cake" just like she does must have really pissed him off. I've seen him. She actually came with him last Friday to the club. Beat the living crap out of him but he seemed to relish it so no one did anything about it."

"So Clarence what should or shouldn't I not do about Sue on Monday morning?"

"Peter, you most certainly should fire her. Keep her from going into her office alone. As matter of fact don't leave her alone the moment she set foot on the property. You can also file a criminal complaint but I don't think it will go very far since it was just attempted and not actual embezzlement.

It may not be worth your effort and time but I certainly would use the threat of criminal action to try to find out who set her up for this. She didn't think of this on her own. I'm guessing just like you that M and that Harry fellow are behind this.

During dinner I told them about Red and what she had been doing to the extent that I knew and about Cindy. I was not surprised to find out that they knew her. The BDSM community is pretty tight knit, certainly on the Dominant end of it. Not sure about some of the subbies. I never really had any interaction that I know of with other submissives at the club.

"I shouldn't tell you this Peter, your head will only swell even more if that is possible but Cindy was another one of the Ladies that got very interested in you once she found out about you and M. But she backed off immediately as soon as she realized that you had hired Red to be your attorney. They are very good friends and have been for years. I could imagine some very interesting threesomes in Red's place taking place before you got into the picture."

That explained some of what has been going on the last couple of weeks.

Eventually I went home after a delightful dinner and evening with some really good friends who had a very good idea of what I was dealing with both in my personal as well as professional life. It was a great comfort for me know that they stood behind me.

Sunday morning was routine including going for an extended run/walk combination. It was shortly after lunch that I got a call from the office.

"Hey boss, it's Karl and the gang. Any chance of coming to the plant. We found some interesting things but it would be easier to show you rather than explaining them over the phone."

"Sure, I'll be there in about forty five minutes."

When I got to the plant, they were waiting for me. Mark started out

"Peter, this is really, really weird. We checked production from the week before you took over and more than half had a defect. Always the same. The only place it could have happened is on the final assembly station. Now here comes the strange part. After your announcement of the bonus schedule, those problems stopped. There was not a single item that had a problem. Sure there was stuff that was faulty from both shifts but it was caught in QC."

"Starting on Monday of this week, we see problems in the day shift but three different ones, harder to detect and effecting about half of the production. A few were caught be QC but the bulk was not and it all was handled by one guy in QC. So what it looks like to us is that there are at least four people involved in this. Three in production and we've identified those and one that we know of for sure in QC."

"So how do you want to handle this?"

"We all come in early on Monday. I'll instruct security to isolate those four in different offices and under guard. Do not to let them into the plant or near a phone. I'll make sure that they don't make cell phone calls. If any of them say that they want to quit, don't let them go until I've had a chance to talk to them. I'll make sure the security guys know what to do. I'll call them this afternoon and have extras here tomorrow morning."

"Unfortunately, I also have to deal with an embezzlement attempt at the same time. I want to get that out of the way first."

"I think that this is a systematic attack on me by the former owner and possibly aided by my soon to be ex."

"I want to thank all of you for giving up your weekend. But by doing it, you most likely, no definitely helped stave off a disaster. Why don't we go help Jay repackage all the good stuff and I'll treat you all to an early dinner."

When I talked to the owner of the security company, he came up with a really good suggestion.

"Peter, I use off duty cops to supplement my guys. Why don't we have several of them there in uniform on Monday morning. It will give the guys you are after something to think about. My guys won't officially put them under arrest but it might just appear like they are. Put a bit of scare into them. It will be easy enough to call for some duty cops to make actual arrests if that is the route you want to go."

"I like it, let's do it that way."

I took all the guys out to dinner and we really had a good time. It was after eight before I got to the Sixth Street bar and since I had eaten, I joined the gang at their usual table and a lively discussion of which college teams might make it to major bowl games. Cindy showed up only shortly before the group seemed to break up and we found a booth and talked for a while.

"So Peter, I assume that you'll go to Red's parents house for Turkey day? I nodded. "Too bad, I had plans of trussing you up and stuffing you like one and have as a center piece on my dinner table for all my girlfriends to poke you with their forks and torture you. You're spoiling my fun."

I actually got a bit hard at the thought of being put into that position, especially if her friends are as hot and sexy as Cindy is.

"Sorry Cindy but my Goddess commands..."

"I know but who knows, even if things work out between the two of you. She just might like that idea and we'll still have a "toy roast".

We both laughed at that.

"So are you ready to play?"

"To be honest, as much as would like to, I better not. I have these problems to deal with at the plant and need to get there early. I have to protect Red's and Michelle's investment."

"Smart ass hiding behind those two. But I understand and I'm going to let you off easy. Walk Me home, give me a couple of your spectacular oral orgasms and I'll let you go."

And that is how the evening went.

It was before seven that I got to the plant and everything was in order. The extra security was there. Mark's friend, the detective from the local police was setting up some video recording equipment in the conference room and there also was digital recorder on the table. We were not going to take changes and wanted to have at least a duplicate of the audio.

I was looking out the window when I saw that the workers under suspicion were escorted by city cops to various location in the plant and left stewing separate from each other. They would be sitting there for at least two hours wondering what was going on.

When Sue arrived, I greeted her in the lobby and gently pushed her toward the conference room.

"Sue, we have to talk, something came up on Friday and I need some clarification from you."

She almost freaked out when she saw the video recorder and some stranger in the conference room.

"Sue, this is Detective Snyder from the City police. He is here in an unofficial capacity to help with the recording of our conversation. You know course Ted and Mark. Please have a seat. Would you like some coffee?"

"No thanks, what is going on? Why are you recording... ?

"Sue, it seems that there has been an attempt to defraud the company. We are now going to turn on both the voice and video recorders. Please be aware that, depending on what we discover, I might file a criminal complaint. Now, you don't have to answer any of my questions. Actually you could just get up and walk out. However, if you do, I will most certainly file a criminal complaint against you. On the other hand if I feel that you've fully cooperated with us, all you will lose is your job."

"For the record we have off duty Detective Snyder, Mark Sullivan, Ted Mueller and myself Peter ... here this morning at eight fifteen AM on November sixteenth 2010."

"Sue, last Friday you tried to push through a payment of over 58,000 dollars covered by a fictitious invoice for a transaction or services never contracted by us. Payment to be made to a company owned or controlled by the previous owner of this company."

I want to know who set you up for this and why. We dug out the e-mail from your HD telling someone that you are "in place" and to start sending invoices. So clearly this was not going to be a onetime thing."

"Sue, on a personal note I'm deeply hurt and disappointed. I've viewed you as friend, mentored you when started working for me and nurtured you to a high position in my Ex's company."

By that time Sue sort of slumped down and clearly there were some tears.

"Peter, I'm so sorry. They made me do it."

"Who is they?"

"Monique and Scott."

"You better explain some more. Remember that we are recording this."

"Look I know that I'm screwed. Maybe after I tell you my story, you'll be merciful and just fire me. I've been sleeping with Scott for quite some time and yes I know it was against company policy. Not sure how Monique found out but one day she accosted me about that and told me that she was thinking of firing me. But under the right circumstances, things could work out for me. She warned me not to say anything to Scott and just keep doing what we had been doing."

So one night, Scot and I had been partying, some wine and a little grass, some great sex including some BDSM games. I guess, I'm a bit kinky and like to get tied up from time to time. So there I was high and not quite knowing what I was doing and suddenly found myself tied to Scott's bed with a blindfold over my eyes. He fed me some more wine through a straw and I must have passed out or something. When I came too, I the feeling that I not only had a cock in my mouth but someone was fucking my ass. It felt funny, not quite right. Through the blindfold I registered some flashes but I really was pretty much out of it and had no idea what was going on."

"This all was on a Friday night. I woke up in the morning still in Scott's bed with a splitting headache and dry mouth. I was no longer tied, so I got up and stumbled into the bathroom, drank some water and found some pain pills. I had a hard time keeping them down. Also I was hungry, coming to think of it I never had dinner that night so I headed for the kitchen."

"I was shocked, there was Scott sitting naked at the table with his lap top looking at something and Monique in some see-through filmy thing was next to him looking at the same stuff while slowly stroking his hard cock."

"They looked up at me 'Sue look at these great pictures'..."

Sobbing a couple of time Sue continued.

"There they were, pictures of me swallowing Scott's big black cock while a female – it had to be Monique, there was no face in the picture was shoving a black strap-on up my butt. Then there was the reverse, Scott's cock in My ass and that strap on thing in my mouth and a number of similar poses."

"I was mortified. Scott turned to me 'Sue get down on your knees and suck My cock. Monique got good and hard and I'm ready to cum.'

From Monique, 'better do it slut, I want a couple of more pictures including one with his cum all over your face. He is just about ready to blow. It won't take much effort on your part. Once I have pictures, I'll explain'."

"I guess I was still somewhat in a fog from the wine and drugs, they must have fed me something else while I was tied up. Coming to think of it the wine tasted a bit funny. So I just did what they told me. Sure enough, Scott grabbed my hair and roughly pulled my mouth a few times over his cock back and forth, making me gag and then blasted a big load of cum over my face. Flashes were going off every couple of seconds."

"Please could I have some water, I'm getting sick just remembering that night and morning. The worst day well not really, I guess today will be the worst day of my life."

I got her some water, let her catch her breath for a bit. Without much coaching, she continued.

"Scott pushed me down to the floor and told me that that was my proper position now. At their feet. Monique was working his cock again and before I knew another blast of cum hit me and again some pictures. I tried to get up but Scott put his foot on my chest pushing me down. I tried to struggle but he is too strong. Monique started talking 'I think we better tell your little cum slut what the score is before she starts screaming, Listen, from now on you are our slave. You will do as you are told or these pictures will show up all over the net and some special editions including some video will sent to your grandfather and your parents. Now if that's OK with you, tell us and we'll let you go. On the other hand if you don't want those pictures to go to your family, tell us that you submit. This weekend you'll be our sexual slave. We'll probably will take some more pictures. Next week, I'll have a special assignment for you. You're going to help us screw my ex over and ruin him.' At that point I was so frightened that I was ready to..."

"Sue, I'm puzzled. Why couldn't you just have gone to your family, told them what happened and work things out with them?"

"Peter, you don't understand. My grandfather was a member of the KKK. He even went to prison for a year during the early part of desegregation. It would really, really hurt him if I told him and most likely kill him if he ever saw those pictures and video. My Mom grew up during that time and absorbed prejudice with her mother's milk. My dad, while not active in the Klan would disown me if he ever found out I was sexually involved with a black man."

"Please don't make me tell you what they did to me that weekend, please"

"Relax Sue, I don't want to know. Just tell me about the scheme of defrauding me."