Revenge

Revenge, Eric reminded himself. That's the point of all this. Revenge, twelve years of planning and only a few months to start.

As a slave trainer, he trained at least twenty girls. Some are voluntary, offering themselves as a pleasure slave to escape poverty, sacrificing freedom in return for security. Others were the daughters of impoverished peasants, forced to come to him in order to lighten the load and exchange for a dowry. A few more were the fourth or fifth wives of patriarchs and bankers, sent by their husbands to learn how to satisfy the different "taste" of their husbands. But for this particular slave, whom he had his eye on from across the busy street – she was different. She was not willing, not coerced, nor was she sent to him. She was an object to be completely subdued.

Eric tried to convince Raymond that he could train any type of girl. That they were best prepared for such a serious, potentially dangerous mission, but Raymond was unmoved. He himself had waited a lo