I pressed on looking for the one previously called Frances. I had a score to settle with that bitch. I stopped and stared at an impressive looking woman. She was not naked like most of the others, her modesty being covered by a slip of clothing. She was not blindfolded of gagged. I stopped to look at her but felt a mace prodding into my back. "Move along this ones reserved" As I was pushed I saw the woman on the pole at the back of the room. I dont know exactly why but my curiosity was pricked. I wnet towards her.

She had the sheerest prettiest green eyes. She peered out quizzically though a mass of dark hair. I wanted to touch her pale skin but I had not yet got up the courage to take advantage of this strange place.

My mind was distracted by a familiar cry.
"Leave me alone you bastards" I turned and saw her. She was strapped to an x shaped cross. Her red hair that she was so proud of now shorn short on her head. She was completely naked. Her nipples had been pierced since i last saw her and looking down I noticec her cunt lips were also pierced. There was a drunken old man with one hand between her legs the other on her tits. i tapped him on the shoulder and handed him a gold coin. "Go get yourself a drink" I told him . I took his place in front of the woman. I put my finger on her left nipple and twaisted.
"Hello Frances".