Chained together we had no choice but to follow and it seemed as if we were going into the mountainside as he took us to the rear and passing a patio and swimming pool led us into a study and told us to wait. We waited quite a while until the two men, now in well cut expensive suits, entered and both sitting in easy chairs told us to stand in front of them. One said I am Paulo, this is Roual, now tell us who you are, who you work for, the job you do, what you were doing in a hi-tec hut in the forest, in fact everything about yourselves”. If we think you have told us the truth you will enjoy the comforts of this house but if you lie or refuse you will find as other women have done, some of our rooms can be very uncomfortable”.

Looking at me he asked who I was. I am Carol and we all work for the same agency but they only call us if they have work and don't tell us what it is until we start”. For this job we were brought pages of paper with numbers and we added these to other numbers in a book we were given”. We then radioed the answer but we don't know where or to whom”. Roual asked us if this was the story we would all give. When we said, yes it's the truth”, he said, I think we can persuade you to give us more detail than that”. Pressing a button two men entered and still chained together they led us back into the house. We were taken down many passages and pushed through a door into what could only be called a cave dug into the mountain. It contained a large cupboard, two upright posts with a bar across the top, a metal frame on legs, and a metal table. We were unchained then handcuffed together and with our hands fastened behind our backs we were locked to the wall. We knew they were going to hurt us and could only guess how the upright posts and table would be used. I had told the truth we didn't know how to de-code the numbers, no matter how much pain they inflicted we could tell them no more.

The two men left leaving us in suspense for some time no doubt to heighten our fear of the pain we knew would come. I looked at the girls and said, I don’t know what you two think but with little hope of avoiding what they do to women I would rather be raped than whipped and I won’t resist them. Nikki replied, I don’t think we have any choice and agree with you then seeing Inga nodding her head we smiled at each other and waited. Roual entered saying they had examined the contents of the huts and believed us when we said we could not give them any more useful information. When Inga asked him what they intended to do with us he replied, Since we could identify them and the position of their headquarters they could not let us return to our agency”.

Looking at each of us in turn he said Since you are the cheapest European women we have acquired the money men would pay for the use of your bodies will provide a tidy profit for us”. First of all you will strip naked for us to see how good your body is and if satisfactory we will give you a very intimate examination to determine if your vagina is suitable for our members to use”. If you are found suitable you will be tested and how you respond will determine if you need further training before being offered to our guests”. You must accept that to avoid painful punishment you have no alternative but to obey any commands given”, After you have been examined you can sleep and tomorrow have the run of the house”. With that he left and a few minutes later a man came in took off our handcuffs and led us to our dinning room, which was next to the main dining room of the house. He said, The room behind you is called the girls room and in it you will find books papers and drinks”. To remind all the women here what would happen if they are not obedient a video runs every time the room is entered showing how girls are punished”.

After he left two very attractive girls served us food and drink and Nikki asked them if there was any chance of us escaping. One of them spoke English and said, We both tried but were caught then after being whipped we were branded”. I will show you what they do to girls who try to escape”. With that she lifted her skirt and not wearing any knickers we could see a letter E burnt into her skin just above her shaven labia. She opened her blouse to show us even her breasts had not been spared the whip. We will now be kept here for a week or two as playthings for the workmen and gardeners and with our bodies marked like this we will be sold to a brothel”.