Submission by Ray Gordon Page A

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    'Get her to her feet,' she ordered as she stood up. 'If Swain had been following, she'd have been here by now.'
    'What do we do with her?' Emily asked as she pulled the girl up.
    'Put her with Fowler and Rebecca, I suppose.'
    'Don't you think we've gone too far? I mean, we can't have too many prisoners, can we?'
    'So what do you suggest we do, then?'
    'I don't know. I just don't like the idea of having people tied up everywhere. It will cause too many problems. For a start, we'll have to feed them...'
    'We've no choice. Take her back to base and tie her to the bed. I want information from her, detailed information.' Turning to Julia as Emily led Rose away, Hannah asked why she'd brought the girl straight to the forest. 'Didn't you think? Didn't it occur to you that it was a set-up?'
    'I... I thought she was all right. Swain let us go and...'
    'Swain let you go?'
    'Yes, she...'
    'Then she won't be far behind you! This business with the boat, did you see it drift down the river?'
    'Yes, well, no. I saw Rose messing about with it and thought...'
    'Diana! Let me know the minute you see anything from up there!' Hannah called, looking up to the tree.
    'I will! There's no sign of anyone - I think we're safe enough!'
    'We'd better be! Come on, Julia, let's go and interrogate your prisoner.'
    'Hannah, I don't like this. I mean, sexually abusing her isn't...'
    'Isn't what? Look, I'm only doing what Fowler does, all right? Anyway, what would you rather I did to get information out of her, pull her fingernails out? Degrading her, humiliating her sexually is the only way, Julia.'
    'But you seem to enjoy it!'
    'No, I... As I said, what would you rather I do?'
    'I don't know, I just don't think it's right.'
    'The things Fowler does aren't right, are they?'
    'Two wrongs don't make...'
    'God, we haven't got all day! Can we get on with it?'
    Her naked body tied to the bed, Rose looked fearfully at Hannah as she stood over her. 'So you're a bloody spy, are you?' Hannah asked angrily, admiring her huge breasts.
    'No, no. Swain set it up, yes, but when I got to know Julia I couldn't go through with it.'
    'You seem to change sides easily.'
    'I've never been on anyone's side. I was roped into this.'
    'How?'
    'I... I suppose I was looking out for myself. I thought it better to join them than fight them.'
    'So why not just stay at home like the other women who have no guts to stick up for their rights?'
    'I don't know.'
    'You're not very convincing, are you?'
    'All right, I'll be honest. They paid me well for mingling with the girls and gathering information. I never told them anything of any real value, I only...'
    'I'm not interested in your weak character, your betrayal of your own sex. I'm interested in the centres, how they're run, what security there is - I want to know about their weaknesses, not yours!'
    'I don't know anything. I was never told...'
    'Have it your way. I'm getting rather good at administering the sort of punishment that Fowler dishes out to innocent women. But you're not innocent, are you? Julia! Come in here and prepare your prisoner, will you?'
    'Prepare her? How do you mean?' Julia asked as she emerged through the curtain.
    'I want her pussy shaved, for a start. And then I want her feet either side of the bed, tied with a rope under the bed so that her precious little pussy is nicely open for me.'
    'But I can't shave her! I mean, I'm a woman...'
    'What are you talking about? Surely you can do a simple job like that, can't you?'
    'I don't want to touch her there!'
    'Don't be stupid! Anyway, you're going to do far more than touch her, believe me. So get on with it!'
    Leaving Julia to her work, Hannah found Emily sitting at the table sipping coffee. 'Feeding time for the pigs,' she imparted.
    'What are you going to do with Rose?' Emily asked, a strange look in her big brown eyes.
    'Extract information.'
    'I... I don't like the idea of you touching someone else, another girl, Hannah.'
    'You're not