<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><strong>Chapter Two: Arrival </strong></span><br/><br/>To anyone passing them by on the road, both of the vehicles used by the Schultz family's captors would have appeared absolutely normal. The passengers inside having quickly removed their masks as well as their all black outfits to reveal the disguises they had worn under their 'on the job' suits.  They were now simply a mini-van with two middle aged men inside, and a PT Cruiser with a group of friends who appeared to be celebrating a bachelor party.  It took this disguised caravan an hour and a half to reach the abandoned airstrip, smack in the middle of nowhere,  that was their destination. The area was their normal drop off point for the 'goods' they acquired and as such things ran smoothly.<br/><br/>As soon as the vehicles had stopped at the clearing those men inside the PT Cruiser and the mini van exited their vehicles and began to unload their cargo. The boxes holding the Schultz family were removed from the rear of the mini-van and placed side by side next to the vehicle. Fifteen minutes later the lights of a low flying plane could be seen in the distance. Another two minutes after that and the plane had landed.<br/><br/>Once the plane, which turned out to be a small private jet, had stopped moving the man from the mini van began carrying the boxes to the plane. As they approached the hatch to the plane opened and a stairway up to the hatch descended from the jet. The men quickly carried the boxes up the stairway and placed them inside the plane. The leader of the group meeting with the plane's pilot and receiving their payment. Once they had been paid and the cases loaded the men left the plane and made their way back to their cars. Their portion of the Schultz's fate now over and done with.<br/><br/>In three minutes the plane's hatch was closed again and the plane itself was beginning to take off from the air strip. Once they were in the air the jet turned south and began to accelerate towards it's top speed. The charter jet continued on this course for three hours, passing across the boarders of the United States, Mexico, and several Central American countries until it needed to refuel. In order to do this the jet landed at one of the airports in Rio de Janeiro. A quietly exchanged amount of several hundred dollars between the plane's pilot and the airport's customs official allowed the jet to go completely unchecked by any authorizes despite the fact that it took an hour to have the jet properly refueled.<br/><br/>Once this was done the jet was on its way again, this time its course was disguised as it turned North and flew Northward for several miles until it was out of range from anyone who would be trying to watch it. It then changed its course and began to head for its true destination Hell's Island. The remainder of the trip took two hours for the plane to make at top speed. As soon as it landed the plane was emptied of its cargo by those who worked for the man known as<em>The Devil</em>and the boxes were brought into his home and opened...<br/><br/>As soon as each box was opened the 'couples' inside were pulled out by several large men. These men wore no masks however and were obviously unworried at the prospect of the Schultzes being able to recognize them. The room the family now found themselves in was quite small and very utilitarian. The walls and ceiling were bare cement while the floor was simple white tile. The lighting consisted of harsh florescent  bars across the ceiling which pushed away any hint of shadows. A large drain was set in the middle of the floor.<br/><br/>Before they were even untied each member of the family had a<br/>metal collar (http://toybag.net/images/ri400-1.jpg) locked in place around their necks. The devices were simple in design and meant as little more than a stop gap between the family's initial training stages and the time at which more permanent collars could be assigned to them. But none of this was explained to the family.<br/><br/>Instead, as soon as the collars were secured around their necks, each member of the family's collar was clipped to a guide pole similar to those used by animal handlers to keep wild beasts at bay by their collars. Then one by one their legs, and bodies and wrists were unbound. A large threatening member of the group of men stood overseeing the operation with a machine gun in his hands. Making it quite obvious that any resistance would be a very bad idea.<br/><br/>Using the poles to force each member of the family where they wanted them. The men, with the use of rope and spreader bars quickly secured each member of the family so that they were standing spread eagled (http://www.blog.freetied.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/111.jpg) and in an inward facing circle. So that each one would be confronted with the sweat drenched, sexual juices covered nudity of the others. Only after each family member was bound in their new positions were their guide poles removed. These men were taking no chances with the possibility of escape.<br/><br/>Once the final member of the family was tied up the men left the room, the entire time not having said a single word to the captives. As they had been firmly instructed. Another five minutes passed before the door to the room swung open and<em>The Devil</em>walked in. He was dressed in a simple pair of black jeans, boots, and a grey t-shirt. His hair neatly combed and his face cleanly shaven. He would have looked perfectly normal in almost any average American home were it not for the fact that in his right hand he held a swagger stick (http://images-02.delcampe-static.net/img_large/auction/000/103/930/765_001.jpg?v=1) about two feet long. Attached to his belt there was a wicked looking device (http://livestockconcepts.com/3356-5401-thickbox/livestock-prods.jpg).<br/><br/>He calmly walked into the center of the family so that all of them could see him. He didn't speak for a minute or two, wanting to let them get a good look at him. He hadn't had them ungaged simply because he didn't want to waste his time dealing with their demands or pleas to be set free. He'd heard it all before. But... he always enjoyed watching to see which emotions would play out on a new slave's face before he began breaking them in. After the moment had passed and silence filled the room the man began to speak. His voice was firm and full of a self assured authority.<br/><br/>"I'm sure you all have plenty of questions about whats going on, what I want, what's going to happen to you and so on and so forth." he said "But to be honest I don't have the desire or the patience to put up with them so I'm giving you the short version. You've been kidnapped by me in order to be trained, by me, as sexual slaves and then eventually be sold off to the highest bidder. And yes I am serious, yes I do think I'll get away with it, and no I'm not going to change my mind."<br/><br/>He let this sink in for about ten seconds then continued.  "Also it should be noted that you have absolutely no hope of escape. If any of you even somehow managed to overpower me, my little compound is quite secure, and even if for the sake of argument you managed to get out of the building you'd still have hundreds of miles of swimming through the waters of the pacific before you were even close to the nearest shipping lanes." He knew this was a lot of information he was feeding them at once, but he also knew that most if it was just for show and intimidation. In his time he'd found that being vague seemed to allow captives to maintain hopes of escape. Where as being detailed seemed to squash said hopes. "Now I realize that this is probably not how any of you expected you lives to go.... But it is how they have gone. I suggest you learn to accept the fact that your old lives are over, you will never come back to them, you will never escape. If you fail in doing this then you'll be of no use to me. And if you're of no use to me I'll simply kill you."<br/><br/>doubted that any of them could imagine the humiliation and debauchery that awaited them, hell if they did they might actually prefer death. He slowly made his way over to the father and allowed himself an evil grin as he spoke to the man. "Now then" he said, keeping his voice loud enough so that everyone could hear. "You and your family have many many days of training ahead of you. And you have much to learn...But before we begin in earnest I'm going to have a quick bit of fun. With one of the members of your lovely family" As he spoke this he moved behind the man and began to calmly unfasten his gag. "And you're going to decide which one...now before you decide to do something stupid, like insulting me, or refusing to make the choice, I want you to remember...just because you're ungagged doesn't mean you're unbound, and it doesn't' mean you can stop what's going to happen. Mark my words little man, upset me and you're family will pay the price...as you watch."<br/><br/>With that the man finished unstrapping the ball gag from Chris's mouth and moved calmly in front of him again "now choose, will it be you're heir apparent?" he said as he pointed to Julien, "daughter number one?" he asked pointing to Erin. "Daughter number two?" he asked and pointed to Alexandra, "Or cute little daughter number three?" he asked obviously meaning Elizabeth. "Or perhaps you'd prefer your wife?" he said his tone taking on a mocking note "Either way, decide fast you have thirty seconds before they start to be punished for your disobedience."<br/><br/><br/>