Not having heard of the pens or Ikbar before she knew they must be dreadful places because no one had returned to tell about them and having been branded and whipped she knew what pain was and when she arrived there would be more to come. As the men dragged her away her stomach churned when she saw the pens were two rows of steel cages just large enough for a woman to stand in with an aisle between them.

Two large black men came from a building at the end of the aisle one talked to the man who had brought her the other put a collar on Elaine's' neck then joined the other two. When they finished talking the two black men took her down the aisle where she saw four of the pens had women in them, three were young like her the other older.

Elaine was put next to a woman in her early thirties and her collar was clipped to one of the rear bars then the men left. Realising she could not sit down asked the woman if she spoke English. She replied, �All four of us are English and my name was Hilda but now I am number four and you will be five�.

� I am Elaine, how long will we be kept like this� I asked. �We are only released to sleep eat and work or when they want to fuck us�. When she said, �Trish and I will soon be taken to Ikbar� I told her I was to be sent there and asked what is it. Before she could answer the two men returned unclipped her and another girl and took them into the building.

It was early evening before I saw Hilda and Trish leave the building and from the way they walked they were obviously in pain. As Hilda entered her cage and clipped herself to the bar I saw she also had been branded but with blood on her legs asked what happened. With tears in her eyes she said, �They have given us what is called the half cut and it hurts�. I could hardly believe it when Trish said, �They have removed both pieces of our inner flesh and our clitoris and heard it is done to every woman that goes to Ikbar�.

By now I knew what a clit was and when mine was touched it aroused me so I wondered why they would want to remove it. �We are only wanted to please men and if we can't respond what use are we� I asked. �I can guess we are going to a brothel and men there won't care they only want to put it in a woman� answered a third woman called Mo.

It wasn't long before black men took me to a room in the building where there were two new girls who they said they were Dana and Mo and recognised me from the training sessions with Bakka. This was their second day in the cage but had been told they would soon be sent to the sales at Ikbar. I said �It looks as if we are all going there so whatever they have done to Hilda and Trish I think they will also do it to us and we will all go together�.

Food was brought by the black man then later he and two others arrived and with Mo Dana and me having been trained we knew in the presence of men we had to position for inspection. The men couldn't believe it when we knelt in front of them with our legs parted but we hadn't had time to work our muscles so we couldn't show them our wetness. That didn't matter to them; they pushed us on our backs and took it in turns to rape us.

Next morning all five of us worked in the fields still naked even though Dana and Mo were in pain and could hardly stoop about.they kept being whipped. In the afternoon we were fed then returned to the cages. Later Dana Mo and me were taken to the room and raped twice by coloured men before they took us back to the cage.

Next day after work Mo and Dana were taken away and when they returned both were in pain and told me their labia and clitoris had been cut away. I knew that after work tomorrow it would be my turn and had a sleepless night.