<strong>"Hey!  Where'd'you think you're going!"</strong>the monstrosity bellows.<strong>"You're supposed to run away, not inside!  What's the bloody use of being a doorman if nobody stops?"</strong><br/><br/>Luckily for Faridah, she quickly leaves the club-wielding ugliness behind.  The inside of the tower, however, is not much nicer than the outside.  The color scheme is very much the same, the decorations are in the same poor taste, and every so often another scream tears through the air.<br/><br/>****<br/>"It's security, Boss.  The chick got inside."  The chief minion, now sporting a badge that reads 'my name is Bob', clears his throat and tries not to pay too much attention to the Dark Sorceress's hobby.<br/><br/><strong>"Did she?  How delightful.  How's Rocky taking it?"</strong><br/><br/>"Not well.  I think his feelings are a bit hurt."<br/><br/><strong>"Oh?  Give him a cookie and the rest of the day off.  He'll be all right with a little rest."</strong><br/><br/>"Okay, Boss."<br/><br/><strong>"And activate the internal defenses, would you please?"</strong><br/><br/>"Sure thing."<br/><br/>Mellisande smiles at her minion-in-chief, and then goes back to tightening the breast-press on the shrieking, screaming young woman being impaled on the twin stone phalluses of one of the more peculiar statues to be found around her new fortress.<br/><br/><strong>"Listen to her, Bob.  You'd think these girls had never been flogged and double-penetrated before or something!"</strong>