Chapter Six
Life In Katanga II
Half a world away from her former home, Cheryl was sleeping soundly. She lay in a steel cage, twelve foot square, at the foot of her master’s bed. After two hours of s****l and physical abuse, Stoner had lapsed into a drunken sleep. The ever present and dutiful Jeremiah had eased her from the bed, allowed her to pee, and then locked her into the small steel cage that sat at the foot of Stoner’s large bed. The cage was the same one that she had been locked into on the night of her arrival in Katanga, many months ago.
Cheryl had actually lost count of the days that she had been Stoner’s captive. The days all seemed to run into each other. She hardly was aware of the day of the week, never mind the date. While there were variations in her routine, they seemed
