The maid leads you down the hall. Even as you move away from the Lisa's room, you hear another agonizing scream and then silence. After a walk of considerable distance, the maid opens a door and ushers you into a suite of rooms. You look around. No instruments of torture. No chains or ropes. What is this you wonder? The maid motions you to the bath. Following her, she motions for you to wait. She turns and begins to fill the huge tub with steaming hot water and fragrant bubbles. As the tub fills, she moves around the room. getting towels, sponges, shampoo and ointments. You watch in almost shock at the change in your surroundings. The contrast from where you have been to where you are now is almost too much to decipher.

The maid motions for you to get into the tub of hot water. You step in and sink almost up to your neck in the sudsy soothing hot liquid. Suddenly you feel hands on you and realize that the maid is preparing to bathe you. She lathers a clothe and begins to gingerly scrub your tortured body. The touch is almost painful after the beating administered by Lisa. However, the hot water, the pungent perfumed salts that were added and the gentle touch of the maid soon make you drowzy enough to lean back into the tub and close your eyes. You relax for the first time in days as the maid washes your hair, rinses it and then wraps it in a thick luxurious towel. Still savoring the feeling of the hot water on your tortured skin, you nearly jump out of the tub in fright as a familiar voice comes from behind you.

"enjoying your bath cunt?"

Your head snaps around the see Stephen standing in the doorway, leaning casually against the jamb.

"That stupid bitch Lisa always did have a penchant to get over zealous in her activities. Well, she won't have that problem any longer. Tho' she was a good fuck and she could suck dick like no one I have ever met. "

Moving to stand on the other end of the tub and leaning against the wash basin, Stephen crosses his arms an looks at you long and hard.

"So little slut, you seem to have survived your time with Lisa without too much damage. I will tell you that you will be to sore to move much by tomorrow, but it will fade in a few days. You have endured much in the last 48 hours. Perhaps it is time for a change of pace."

Turning to the maid he began to bark orders.

" Let her soak as long as wants then put her to bed. Let her sleep. In the morning give her breakfast and lunch in this room. Tend to her bruises and make her comfortable. Tomorrow evening I want her dressed in formal attire for dinner. I think perhaps in red. Find lingerie that fits her properly. Use the best we have. Do her hair so she looks presentable. Have her at the dining room promptly for dinner."

Turning back to you, he looks down into the tub.

The maids name is Eve. She is mute. She is deaf. She reads lips well. She will tend to you until I tell her to stop. She will be with you until dinner tomorrow. The doors will be locked so don't even think about trying that. I will see you tomorrow evening promptly at 7pm and I expect you to be properly dressed and in the proper attitude. Do you understand?"