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SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE

... were sealed into, they could not even beat their feet on the floor to call attention. Ursula was nearest the open back of the truck. There was someone walking around inside. Someone with boots on. German, she thought. Then, she heard the distinct sound of a bottle of wine being uncorked. Then, some pleasantries were exchanged... then someone guzzling. And finally, the man with the boots got out of the truck and the back door was sealed again. The truck rolled on. What little light the girls could see through the slats faded into dimness. The next time they stopped, the entire scene pretty much repeated itself. A man speaking German strolled around in back of the truck, knocking his stick on one case or another. Then, the sound of a bottle being uncorked. And then, some merry hurried guzzling. Then, the door was sealed again and the driver started up the engine. The third time they stopped, things were very different. The truck stopped and all around them was quiet. Crickets and night hawks could be heard even inside their wooden prisons. Penny was the first to feel it... the case or crate... whatever it was she was riding in was thrown out of the truck and onto the ground. She watched the claws of a hammer tear open one end of it. She was rolled out and slapped around a bit, but that wasn't the worst. Her clothes were torn off her and she was lashed against a tree. She was in the middle of nowhere tied to a tree and waiting for her friends to join her. Her eyes flashed ...

... wide when she saw who it was that led the shaking and trembling Ursula to her place on a nearby tree. "Greetings," Rudy said, smiling broadly, "and welcome to East Germany." CHAPTER FIVE Stripped naked and shuddering against the trees they were lashed to, the three girls awaited their fate. Sometime before dawn, Rudy pulled down each of their gags and gave them a drink. It tasted terrible, but none of them were in any mood to decline it. All of them were weakened from hunger, not to mention humiliated by their nakedness and total dependence on their captor. It was a role Rudy did not seem to be particularly interested in. He treated them all with cool diffidence. He seemed to regard their nakedness as something he wasn't particularly interested in. "We'll be moving out now," he said, once the sky was streaked with light. He nudged his assistant, a huge man of Eastern European features and bearing, and the two of them prepared to move out. He pulled the gag off Penny's face and stuck a straw in her mouth. "Bite into this," he instructed. "It's going to be your last food for sometime." But Penny twisted her head away in favor of pleading with him. "Pleeeeze," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't know where you're taking us, but if it's money you want... my father is a wealthy man. He wouldn't want any harm to come to me... or to the others..." Rudy stared at her as if he were a robot and not programmed to receive her words into his computer bank. "Very well," he said ...