James laughed softly at her question. "We all have our own hobbies and pleasures. Certainly some do enjoy that sort of thing. Remember though, others have more more sinister and deadly ideas for hobbies. Though I've never seen one, some of the members here engage in meetings where young girls such as yourself are chained from the ceilings in dark basements. The men (and even a few women) take turns raping each girl over and over again, for hours or even days. Once every member is finished, each girl is then killed." He shakes his head sadly, obviously in no way understanding how some people could do such things. He had no issues with the raping exactly, but killing them afterwards seemed like such a waste.<br/><br/>Setting his glass down, James reaches out and takes Katie's glass as well, setting it onto the cart. Gently lifting her up, he sits her down on the bed. His legs twist a bit as he pulls his knees up underneath him and kneels down atop the bed. "Let's talk more about what you will do for me Katie. I mentioned last night that I bought you for the sole purpose of being my pleasure slave. Do you understand what that will require of you?"