For the next two weeks Helen was taken good care of and pampered, she now lay on her large bed and a black whore sat on the small of her back giving her an expert massage with her small hands, while Helen was half asleep.

Ann walked in the room and told Helen that someone was waiting for her, then she took her down to the same place that the Yakuza had used her, and there she saw the hardest looking woman she could ever imagine existed.

She was tall, clad in skin tight black leather shirt and trousers with black stiletto heeled shoes, white hair cut short like a man's, eyes so pale they almost looked all white, a hard dry face with lips so thin, as though the skin had been sliced with a knife, the skin of her face was dry and full of small holes and her cheeks were withdrawn resembling a skull, and bony hands with long fingers that looked like talons. She was known as GB or the German Bitch.

-At last we meet slut, you are truly beautiful, I'm here today to take you away and properly dispose of you, like all of you pretty English sluts deserve. She said with a voice as raspy as sandpaper.

Helen dared to reply:

-Like you did Barbara?

-So, you know about her ehh, yes, she looked a lot like you and got what she deserved and so will you.

-What are you going to do with me?

-I am going to properly "package" you and ship you off to my own private island, There, you will join our society were you will be mated with some very aliens and breed with them. Now put your hands close to your body, step on this round plate on the floor, and stay still.

- What kind of new madness is she preparing me for now ? Thought Helen.

Helen did as she was ordered, and stood to attention. There was s soft humming noise and a very strange looking machine was lowered from the ceiling. GB came close to her and bend down to her ankles. She produced a wide leather strap and closed it around Helen's delicate ankles and tied the straps tightly. She did the same with other straps just below Helen's knees and just above the knees. Then tightly fastened a wider strap around her waist pressing her hands firmly to the sides of her body. Then she fastened one more around her body, just under her breasts. She moved behind Helen and produced a latex mask with glass visuals for the eyes and there was a nozzle protruding at the place were the nose and mouth would be covered. GB fitted the mask tightly over Helens head, then connected the end of the nozzle to a small cylinder which would provide the breathing air for her, during her journey.

GB then went to the strange machine and played with the controls. Suddenly the machine started to hum and a very large glass cylinder was lowered from the ceiling. By the time it reached the floor Helen was completely engulfed in it. A blue fluorescent liquid started filling up the glass cylinder slowly engulfing the helpless beautiful whore. Helen panicked but was completely restrained with no movement possible. As the blue liquid rose over her knees, she felt s strong tightness all around her legs. As it rose to her waist and then her neck, she felt her body squeezed hard all around. Then the liquid rose over her head and the cylinder was completely full.

-In an hour or so, said GB, this will become solid and non transparent. No x-ray can penetrate it, so we will pass you through customs easily. You will remain inside this cylinder for 48 hours, which is the time I need to get you on my island. You will be moved out tonight my sweet pretty English whore. I must leave you now, sweet dreams. With that statement, GB pressed a button an a small remote control she had in her hand and a sweet smelling tranquilizing gas was pumped into the mask over Helen's face. She was asleep within seconds.