The man gave a low chuckle. "And what do you think of our recreation room? Laid out for our top executives only, of course. And our best clients." He came forward. "You must be Imogene. And you must be Donna. Pleased to meet you, we've heard so much about."

"We want to see our daughters!" Imogene stated while Donna stood behind her, trembling from head to toe.

"And so you shall. But let me assure you, they are fine, and they love their visits here, don't they, Clark?"

"Of course," said the man standing behind the two women.

"And I'm Adam. Please, come this way."

"No," Imogene said. "We want our daughters brought out here, and we're taking them home."

"I can assure you that you're corning this way," Adam said, and there was a change in his voice. "When we saw you on the remote cameras there was an immediate vote and it was decided that the girls had vastly underestimated the desirability of their mothers. They said you were just, you know, mothers, but that's daughters for you. Sixteen out of our twenty guests wanted to fuck you at once. So you're staying."

"What!" Imogene spun on her heel, but now there were three more men behind her. "Let us out of here!"

The men came forward and grabbed Imogene and Donna by their elbows.

"No!" Imogene screamed as she was picked up and hustled toward one of the doors at the back of the main room.

"Let me go!" Donna sobbed, breaking into tears of fright as she and Imogene were hustled through the door and into another room.

It was darker, and there were a number of people sitting around, all men. They gave a round of applause as the two women were pulled in.

"Let us go!" Imogene screeched as she was hauled toward a pillar that reached from floor to ceiling in the dark, repressive room. "You can't do this!"

She was held to the pillar by one of the men while another one took her wrists and pulled them above her head, twisting them into thick leather straps. Imogene screamed once more as he tightened the straps and hauled on a rope. Imogene struggled and screamed, but she was bound to the pillar, her hands tied helplessly above her head. She looked over and there was Donna, only a few yards away, also being bound to a pillar.