Sbbe heard a loud noise, Frank pulled from her body turning. "Gotta go," he said sounding a bit disappointed.

Police swarmed into the building. Sbbe shut her eyes at the bright blinding lights that shone into her eyes. “We’re here,” someone said, “Where did he go?”

Sbbe still felt too strange to speak clearly so she just looked to her right. She watched as the light shifted from her body. Sbbe wanted to moan in frustration as hands freed her. She didn’t even feel embarrassed just horny. A police woman wrapped a blanket around her and lead her up the stairs. “Don’t worry you’re on that wacko’s special drug mix. It will be better soon.” Sbbe wondered if the woman was right. It had felt wonderful while it lasted. She was surprised to see camera lights blaring and turned to her escort. “You don’t know?” Sbbe shook her head, “he was the Pleasure Slaver, you would have been shipped off and sold in just a few hours.”

Sbbe sat back and sipped her drink in her new house. It was strange to be here, but her one night of fame had landed her a book deal, then a movie of the week before it bloomed into an entire career as an author. She raised a glass in the air and toasted the Pleasure Slaver where ever he might be.

The End