Christy had not been faced with any torment except watching her mother being savagely raped. Her mother hadn't realized that there was a one-way mirror in the storeroom. On the other side was a plush bedroom and Christy had been taken there by the huge man. He hadn't tied her up but he had locked her in the room and a few moments later she had had to watch her mother getting raped by him. Now her mother was sitting on the floor crying.

Christy was a virgin but she knew about fucking. A couple of her boyfriends had taken her to see dirty movies and she had quite a few making-out sessions in the back seats of cars. But the young blonde had always held onto her virginity.

Now Christy was as scared as she had ever been in her life. She had always been scared of pain, her body rocked just from the thought of it. She knew she didn't want to go through what her mother had gone through but she also knew she didn't want to be hurt.

She trembled as she heard the key in the lock. The door swung open and the big man walked in. He grinned at her as she backed up and huddled against the end of the bed.

"Did you enjoy the show?" he asked.

Christy didn't answer. Her mouth was dry and she couldn't talk. Her eyes fluttered with fear as he took that long knife out of his pocket and clicked it open. Casually he began cleaning his fingernails.

"My name's Ward Bishop," he said. "I own this place and I run things around here. Two things you have to know, young lady. You have to know that I am a very mean man. I don't mind hurting people to get what I want. You do what I tell you when I tell you and you answer my questions when I ask. Now, did you enjoy the show?"