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stopped.
    “It seems her spirit is not broken,” Narimov said.
    Abul’s face reddened. He gestured to Miko. “Take her back,” he said.

Chapter Four – Defiance
    As soon as they had returned to her room, Kathy was told to bathe. Miko and Mi Jong fitted a clean plastic sheet over the bed. Mi Jong was arranging the needles when the intercom phone rang. Miko answered, “Yes, Madam Khe.” She listened and nodded, “Yes, we will prepare her as you instructed.” She paused, “You say no drugged needles, no needles at all?” Mi Jong looked at her partner and frowned. Miko was saying, “Yes, Madam Khe, I understand. It shall be done as you wish.” She hung up the phone and shrugged her shoulders.
    “No drugged needles?” Mi Jong questioned.
    Miko shook her head. “Madam Khe watched the punishment from her quarters. She wants to see how submissive the woman will be with no drug and no stimulator.”
    “No stimulator either?” Mi Jong was surprised.
    “That is correct. We are to prepare her for Abul. She is to go before him with no help from needles and no help from stimulator cap. We are to rub her cunt with the special salve, but also we are to remove the cap with the brushes.”
    “Will be interesting,” Mi Jong smiled. “She hates Abul.”
    “And he hates her,” Miko replied.
    Kathy came from the bath expecting to crawl under the blanket on her bed and sleep. The raw welts left by Swart’s whip still burned. Far up into her anal passage was an ache that continued to throb. She had brushed her teeth and gargled for ten minutes trying to get the taste of the dwarf and Abul out of her mouth. My God, she thought , the hideous things Abul had forced her to do and terrible things he made her say. But it was over now, and the words were meaningless. And yet her orgasm, as Swart whipped her, was more powerful, much more powerful than any she had ever experienced. She decided it was due to the stimulating salve they kept rubbing over her clitoris.
    “On stomach,” Miko said, pointing to the bed. Kathy lay down. Both women spread a soothing ointment over the red welts. “Make better quick. Not hurt so much,” Miko said. In a few minutes, the pain subsided, but the marks stripping Kathy’s ass cheeks were clearly visible. “You lucky dwarf not whip titties,” Miko said. “Now go to dressing table. We need to fix you up again.”
    Kathy turned around, the anger rising. “Fix me up? You mean I’m to...I’m to...well, I won’t. I can’t. Don’t you see, I’m hurting. The beating...I...I didn’t...no one ever...no...no. And Abul, that loathsome bully, the revolting things he forced me to do...I can’t even think of them. Can’t you see, I’m exhausted. Fix me up for what? I can’t do anything else. I need sleep. I can’t, Miko, I can’t!” She scrambled to the back of the bed. Miko leaned across it and slapped Kathy’s face so hard she left a red imprint on Kathy’s cheek. Miko slapped her again. Kathy huddled against the headboard, trembling.
    “Abul is right. American women don’t learn. Don’t know place even after whipping. You here to serve. Here to give pleasure. No one care if you tired. No one care if you hurt. Abul is your Master. How many times must we say it? Abul wants you in his quarters. You obey. You show him respect. You give him pleasure. Understand?” Kathy wiped her tears away. She glared at Miko, but sat up, waiting. “Roll over and spread legs.” Kathy did as Miko ordered. Mi Jong pressed a button on the remote control and released the stimulator cap. Miko lifted it off. Together, they rubbed the familiar salve over Kathy’s clitoris and into her vagina and anus. Immediately Kathy felt the heat penetrate. As her clitoris swelled and her nipples stiffened, she felt the wetness between her legs.
    “Oh, Miko, I want so much to...have another orgasm,” she whispered, “but...but...the hateful Abul...I...I...”
    “You came with the whipping. That is enough.” Mi Jong