I laid there, my body now void of any hair, I myself, stripped of any dignity I may have had left. I had no idea what was in store for me, but by the looks of things, I had a feeling it was going to be something I had never experienced ……

I looked up at myself in the mirrored ceiling…my face was white…red lips…eyeliner applied perfectly…my hair deep auburn…the short locks fell around my eyes. Not bad I thought…for a woman of my age. I had taken very good care of myself and always tried to keep a minimum of sun exposure to my face…and it had paid off…I was pleased and smiled a second at my own reflection, forgetting for just a moment about where I was….
Where I was…I still didn’t know. Some big lodge in the middle of this island. And something is going on here. Why else would they be holding me here against my will??

Just then, voices outside the door……and the click of the lock opening.

Two men appeared. They walked inside and the one who had shaved me approached me. He said nothing, but held up the tazer he was holding and I nodded. Carefully, he unlocked my bindings . I sat up in the bed and rubbed my wrists, and he politely handed me a pair of red panties and a sheer red top to put on…very delicate and pretty…I did as he asked and put the articles on. He then took my right ankle and attached a red metal anklet …..it was heavy …and about an inch wide….studded with blue and amber stones…and he locked it onto my ankle.

He then took my hand…and assisted me to my feet. I was very wobbly and almost fell over….and the other man put his arm around me and helped me to get my bearings…

“Come now my pretty Red Head Lady….you must be strong for this evening…let’s get you a bit of dinner miss.”