Beth then told me what they had planned for my day. First they would be taking a number of pictures of me for insurance purposes, so that I could never ever turn on them when and IF they ever let me go. They knew that my father's career in the small town that I came from depended on his image as a staunch defender of family values, and that any scandal touching his daughter would ruin him. Then I was going to be taken to the mall to have some sexy outfits purchased for me to wear tonight. She said not to worry about the fact that they had ripped up my clothing last night. She had some slutty outfits to take me to the mall in. And not to worry about my friends from college recognizing me. They would never guess that the bitch with the buzz cut hairdo and the "indecent" clothes I would be wearing was the demure little Ashley that they knew. Just to prove it, she said, she'd make a point of introducing her new "slavegirl" to any of my friends that we happened to run into. And then she reminded me that Bob's cousin was getting married next weekend, that the bachelor party was tonight and that I would be the entertainment. I pleaded with her, but Beth just laughed, slapped my face, and told me to shut up and listen. She said to face it I had no say in it.