<strong>"Then we shall work on that.  By the time I am done with you, little dog, the merest hint of the whip should make you wet enough to take another woman's fist all the way inside.  The slightest chance that you will feel pain should make you desire the most torrid and depraved possible attentions.  This is what we have in store for you.  This is what is in store for all of my lovely little collection of dusky desert girls."</strong><br/><br/>Her voice goes 'soft and friendly' again.  Turning on one heel, she glides out of the room, pausing just before she finally exits.<br/><br/><strong>"Do not touch yourself tonight.  I would prefer you be frustrated in the morning.  It will make things easier...for you."</strong><br/><br/>With that, poor Faridah is left to fend for herself.