CHAPTER NINE
Slaves, Ponies and Pride
Most de-virginations—stupidly coined word—were done in the cellar with little fanfare. But there was an example to make of the sisters, Katarina and Isobel.
On the morning of their hearing, the two were led with Madame Duvalier in tow into one of the upstairs rooms. It was the first time they’d seen daylight since they arrived at the compound. It was almost too beautiful, too perfect to look at, blinding all three women’s eyes for several seconds until they became accustomed to the heaven-like glare.
The hearing proceeded immediately upon arrival of the prisoners. Katarina, Isobel and Madame stood in a line before a desk of officers: The General, two Captains they had seen several times, the Lieutenant Doctor and another officer, a Major, whom th
