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Fred and Exotica were worked hard, but they were fed well. After six
weeks, Fred was fitter than he had ever been. The really remarkable change
had been in Exotica, though. The formerly willowy princess had put on
twenty-five pounds, all of it solid muscle in her legs, arms, abdomen and
back. It
looked good on her, though; she didn't have the over-developed body-
builder look. Exotica suspected that an element of sorcery had been a
factor. She did not believe that she could have developed such muscles in
so short a time otherwise, however long and hard she had laboured. She
could lift Fred above her head now without any strain. Of course, he could
do the same to her, but she still weighed forty pounds less than he did,
which made his task easier, and she fancied that she was now stronger than
he was.
Fred wore only a pair of leather shorts, and Exotica wore nothing at all. Since their trainer did not seem to believe in any clothing for herself, she was hardly likely to think that it was necessary for her slaves. The chance to escape never seemed to come. At night they were chained up. By day, Fred and Exotica between them should have been able to overpower their captor, but her gaze seemed somehow hypnotic and they found themselves compelled to obey her. As time went by, they - and Velus too - began to feel increasingly comfortable in their servitude, and thoughts of escape became rarer and rarer. Then, on the forty-third day:
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