First you fantasize in your little suburban room, then the fantasy becomes reality and you are a sex slave used for anything. "The whole world seemed to be spinning around and there was a dreadful whirring in her ears, as slowly, Rachel recovered. She looked upwards towards the roof, able to make out the rough stone in the gloom, the meagre light coming from a low wattage, wire covered light fitting in the domed ceiling. Where the hell was she? The last she remembered was being released from that awful pole, in that pokey little village, and shackled, by the neck, to five other girls. Then they had been whipped..."