THREE LADIES AT SEA: 

   THE DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER, ANGELLE, AND CHARLOTTE 

   ON THE DEATH SHIP 

   by DANTE 

   PREFACE 

   Throughout the recorded history of man there has been an ongoing 
fascination with the nude female form, in its erotic response to 
abuse, and a primal desire to see naked females undergo severe 
debasing torture.  There are hundreds of examples of cultures that 
openly practiced the sexual debauchment of women on a regular basis.  

   Drawings on the walls of caves clearly indicated that the breasts 
and pubic mounds of captured women were a delicacy, eaten directly 
from the living victim.  In Ancient Mesopotamia a new Queen was 
selected each Spring, and the incumbent and her entire court of 
attending maidens were stripped, raped and then slowly impaled on 
huge stakes, with one end driven into the ground and the other end 
into their puckered rectums.  The naked queen and her screaming 
female attendants died a slow, painful and degrading death in the 
public square of the ancient city, on the sight of the modern 
Baghdad.  

   In Sodom and Gomorrah, the houses of prostitution were noted for 
the "Butcher Block" diversions, in which beautiful small girls were 
impaled through their assholes on the long penises of muscular men, 
and in this position they were tortured, severely pierced, and then 
limb by limb were slowly dismembered to the howling delight of the 
drunken patrons.  

   While captured naked women were attacked and slaughtered in the 
Roman Coliseum, under the stands patrons could, for two copper coins, 
take a whip with sharp metal barbs embedded along its length to the 
naked flesh of a voluptuous bound woman for ten blows.  This type of 
treatment was very popular and is well recorded.  One scroll 
documents a big woman who survived twelve clients before succumbing 
to the cruel attentions of the thirteenth.  

   The dark ages are rich in examples of beautiful young maidens 
disappearing forever into the torture chambers of huge castles.  
Knights would often raid villages and farm houses for the wives and 
daughters of helpless peasants to briefly populate the underground 
pens beside the torture chambers, to enjoy the screams of others 
until it was their own turn.  

   Beautiful busty Ladies of the Court who populated the lavish 
castles could quickly fall from grace on a whim when the Lord of the 
castle thought of a diversion of horror for her.  During the cold and 
blustery winters, the warmth of subterrestrial torture chambers with 
their pits of flaming coals with their glowing branding irons, and 
were often the center of entertainment and diversion.  

   It was not unusual for hundreds of females to be absorbed into a 
single castle over a winter.  With hundreds of such castles 
throughout Europe, the prodigious reproduction of the peasants kept 
the forest villages well stocked with live bitch meat for these 
terminal torture sessions.  

   In modern times, often those with the power to do so have set up 
money making private situations in which the very wealthy can witness 
the most bizarre exhibitions of attractive young women being brutally 
and often terminally tortured.  These highly erotic and exotic 
entertainment killings are usually filmed or video-taped for 
distribution on the very profitable snuff video market.  

   The sex cruise ships that sail regularly from Scandinavian 
countries offer such an opportunity, by taking the debauched 
passengers safely away from the eyes and jurisdiction of laws and 
presenting for their entertainment the acts of horror they are both 
willing and anxious to pay for.  

   The beautiful young girls and well built women brought aboard as 
"entertainers" are exposed to the horrors of sexual violence acts 
designed by the most infamous minds of the crime organization that 
control the ships.  The beautiful and shapely female victims are 
raped, beaten, whipped and tortured in the most heinous carnal 
exhibitions ever devised.  The acts are carefully devised to 
incorporate eroticism and horror in a delicate and enchanting 
Balance.  

   The eroticism is the prime motivator.  Sexual craving is the 
driving force, and raw sadistic blood-lust permits the acts to be 
carried through to their horrendous catastrophic (for the 
participants) conclusion.  Violent death is the only possible ending 
for the beautiful women and lovely young girls who participate in the 
debauched entertainments on these evil cruise ships.  

   It was on such a ship that Jennifer now found herself.  

   * * * * * * * 

   Jennifer had chosen Copenhagen because she had read a book in the 
library where she worked in Ohio that described the bizarre Danish 
sex shows for the tourist who knew where to look.  She expected to 
find her thrills down some dark ally, through a door beyond the reach 
of the street lights.  She had never been to Denmark before, and had 
never heard of the special sex show cruise ships on which absolutely 
anything goes.  These were a purely European phenomenon, and had 
flourished since their inception in the early twenties, the flapper 
era when skirts were short, morals were loose and the law forbid both 
sex and gambling.  

   The first of these ships had begun as a floating gambling den, 
operating outside the jurisdiction of the laws of the European 
countries from which it sailed.  The popular idea had quickly caught 
on, and with a hiatus for the Second World War, they resumed activity 
in 1946, with a different objective.  There had been a shift in moral 
laws, allowing gambling, but with much more restrictive laws 
regarding sex, particularly explicit female abusive acts, so the 
cruise ships soon became the home of stern sexual entertainment.  

   The style of entertainment aboard the ships had kept ahead of the 
legalization of sexual entertainment in Northern European countries, 
so that when liberal laws permitted staged fornication in night 
clubs, the ships that were to survive kept their audiences by 
featuring real torture.  

   Among the common entertainment tortures one could easily find 
being performed in a public club were whipping and flogging, the use 
of hot candle wax, painful flesh clamps, and piercing of the breasts, 
vagina, and any tender flesh with long sharp needles.  Some clubs 
were more creative, and performed more adventuresome acts on the 
bound ladies such as anal extension to the point of rupture, belly 
swelling enemas, and vagina stuffing with a wine bottle, which would 
then be shattered, to the cheering of the audience.  

   Any females could be tortured, as long as they signed a release, 
permitting the club and its employees to do as they saw fit to her 
once she was bound.  Sometimes young girls could be enticed into 
signing for just for the kicks, and others would sign in return for 
drugs, but most often the releases were penned by girls with a gun at 
their head or a knife at their throat.  The single inhibition to the 
popular club sport was a law that female subjects could not be 
permanently mutilated.  

   This restrictive law had followed a long and highly publicized 
court case, in which a club owner was fined three hundred dollars for 
allowing an employee to burn off the nipples and clit of a sixteen 
year old entertainer.  Although the beautiful young girl had signed a 
release form permitting unrestrained physical abuse, the 
inexperienced young man working her had become carried away during 
the torture performance by the vocal encouragement of the cafe's 
rowdy customers.  

   Another case was dismissed when the club operator successfully 
argued that when he burned holes with a glowing cigarette through the 
inner labia of a fifteen year old entertainer in his club, what he 
did was similar to what she had done to her ears with a hot needle 
when she had them pierced.  

   Another owner was successful in his case when it was clearly 
demonstrated that the broken nose, arm, and cracked ribs of a twelve 
year old girl who had agreed to a fight naked with a professional 
boxer were not permanent injuries.  Although the child was much too 
young to be a client in such an establishment, there was no provision 
in law to prevent her from entertaining there.  

   When the underground live torture dens became common in the 
Scandinavian countries, in order to keep ahead of the game, the 
ships' operators had to provide much more violent brutality.  They 
introduced a new variation, in which naked little girls in erotic 
body decorations were used to serve liquor and food, and within a 
year even these innocent children were, by popular demand, 
incorporated into some of the violent sex acts.  

   Naked children being subjected to bizarre and brutal treatment 
remained a popular feature, but soon the competition became so fierce 
that the acts of sexual violence proceeded to the ultimate limit.  

   No female entertainers went willingly onto the cruise ships, 
because they were reputed to be far too rough, and there was a rumor 
that women who went aboard as employees never left the ship alive.  
None of it was ever proven, of course, but the operators engaged 
special recruiters to provide female sex slaves to stock their 
holding pens, and the professional procurers delivered only the best 
prime cunt meat in all of Europe.  

   By the mid-eighties there were three ships sailing weekly out of 
Copenhagen which were equipped with large grinders for the safe 
disposal at sea of the bodies of victims of their more extreme sexual 
entertainments.  

   It was on one of these evil and exciting ships that Jennifer now 
found herself.  She had not been told the full nature of the ship's 
operation.  That's why she was not prepared for the kind of exciting 
down and dirty action that she found on board this bizarre sex show 
ship cruising through international waters, beyond the jurisdiction 
of any country.  

   Here the laws of countries were not a concern, because in 
international waters, the captain of the ship was the law.  Whatever 
he allowed to happen to the female entertainers on board was 
perfectly legal.  This particular sex show cruise ship belonged to 
the largest international pornography and flesh marketing 
organization in the world, and the gorgeous women who were brought on 
board to entertain at sea could expect the worst.  

   Its bizarre sexual entertainment events provided an excellent 
opportunity for the very wealthy to let it all hang out, to 
experience the most depraved events imaginable, with no regard for 
the safety or comfort of the beautiful specially procured female 
subjects.  

   The ship was exceedingly well organized, to maximize the enjoyment 
of the rich passengers and to make the most of what happened on its 
several stages of all sizes, and its innermost showplace, the arena 
in the heart of the large vessel.  All of its debauched acts were 
recorded on video for later distribution in the highly illegal 
underground market.  These were no ordinary sex acts, they were 
brutal sexual violence sessions in which the victims were often 
tortured to death.  The Organization's policy was to provide aboard 
this high security cruise ship the most degenerate displays of sexual 
perversity to be found anywhere in the world.  

   Here they exceeded even the excessive sexual debauchery practiced 
on captive white slave women by the Arab sheiks, or the prolonged 
brutal violence that the Viet Cong were known to have practiced on 
captured American nurses before they mercilessly butchered them.  

   The captain of this ship had explicit orders to provide for his 
paying passengers the most bizarre and depraved acts of human 
debasement imaginable, and to ensure that the worst fears of the 
experience captive bitches were realized, to provide valuable tapes 
of the degenerate events from the lenses of the multiple hidden video 
cameras.  The ships clients were the wealthy of several nations whose 
sexual appetites were jaded to extreme, and who both needed and 
demanded spectacular and gut wrenching spectacle and debauchery to 
get their rocks off.  For them nothing was to extreme, violent or 
perverse.  They paid well to see the ships beautiful young women 
being mastered, humiliated, sexually debased and terrified with 
unimaginable horrors, and finally as a climax, to see those horrors 
fulfilled.  

   This perspective was not apparent to Jennifer when she accepted 
her invitation to take this cruise, and from the first things she saw 
she had no inclination of how far the people on the sex-cruise ship 
were going to go in their pursuit of the ultimate sex thrill.  

   Tony had picked her up in the hotel bar in Copenhagen, with an 
offer of some fast excitement and fast money.  He had recognized the 
aloof vain look of the American bitch right away.  This kind of woman 
was always alone in the bars, because they were always too good for 
the men who would take the time and trouble to pick them up.  They 
always ended up missing the fun they were looking for, and he had 
perfected the technique for getting them to come along with him.  
Tony was a pro, and had made a fair business of procurement.  The 
girls he abducted were always "safe" women, with no connections, and 
none of them ever left the ship alive, so he was never faced with the 
risk of running into them accidentally later on.  The biggest money 
for Tony was in coming up with a very special woman who would have a 
special role on the cruise.  

   She would begin as a regular passenger, and would be drawn into 
the acts, deeper and deeper while everyone else on board was aware 
that she was being "educated" into more and more depraved behavior, 
until at last she actually performed a bizarre sexual killing in 
front of an audience.  

   She would be known to everyone on the ship as The Selected Woman, 
and although she would be unaware of the process herself, all of the 
other passengers would know that she would be the featured victim in 
the grand finale of the week-long cruise.  This was the secret that 
everyone knew of but her.  They would know she would take part 
willingly, not being aware of the full extent of the ship's ultimate 
entertainment, nor its outcome.  Jennifer was the perfect woman for 
the "main event", the final act to be performed on the cruise, which 
capped all of the depraved exhibitions the guests would witness all 
week in the many small theaters spread throughout the ship.  

   In this multi-layered climax event in the ship's large central 
death pit arena, the specially selected victim was supposed to be 
slowly and spectacularly butchered.  What made this big event so 
special for all the other passengers was watching chosen woman being 
pampered in the earlier part of the cruise, and the rapid building of 
her depraved behavior as her vanity was pumped up.  This greatly 
enhanced the anticipation of the final event, in which her downfall 
would be complete, and therefore would be most satisfying for the 
guests.  

   * * * * * * * 

   Tony set her up well.  All he told Jennifer was that there would 
be a exciting fight for betting purposes between two trained 
animals.  Popular animal fights were legal at sea, and her job would 
be to wear a very skimpy and sexy but classy little costume, 
revealing her remarkable legs and magnificent breasts, with her sex 
organ barely concealed, and he told her she would be anonymous, 
wearing a flamboyant bird mask.  

   Not that it mattered, she thought bitterly to herself, because 
nobody this side of the Atlantic would ever recognize her anyway, she 
was just another beautiful face.  She would handle one of the big 
animals as it was taken into the fight arena.  The beautiful cunt's 
potential vanity had been read perfectly.  She was so sexually turned 
on at the idea of being seen in the skimpy costume that she was a 
ready and easy mark.  

   Jennifer, like many such bitches, had the body to go with her 
incredible vanity.  Tony knew he could make her remarkable figure and 
her inflated ego work for him very well before it all blew up in her 
beautiful face.  He had assured her that her job would not be 
dangerous, because the animals were all familiar with people and 
their natural instinct was to fight each other.  not the people.  She 
would be a fancy showpiece to bring special class to the bizarre 
fight ring.  That was enough for her to know for now.  

   He also explained that the animals were well trained to be handled 
on a fine gold chain, and if they paid her any attention, it would be 
real affection.  When she asked what protection she would have, he 
promised that to protect her, armed men would have their guns trained 
on the animals to kill them if hey threatened her in the least.  He 
sealed the deal with an offer of $1, 000 cash to take part in the 
animal act, to spend just ten or fifteen minutes in the pit for a 
full grand, with a full week long cruise tossed in to boot.  

   Jennifer was very excited at the thought of doing something so 
very daring, so dangerous, so illegal, and so completely against the 
moral principles she had grown up with.  When she asked what kind of 
animals would be involved, he said that they changed them for every 
fight, but they were usually strange combinations of medium sized 
beasts to make it exciting.  She had no idea what was medium size for 
beasts.  He said that whatever, it would be perfectly safe for her 
down in the pit, and everybody on the ship would watching and 
admiring her gorgeous big tits.  

   He made her feel he was in her power by pointing out he thought 
she was a very sexy lady with a beautiful face and an incredible 
figure.  With that one comment Tony had her.  He was so crude, and 
yet she found him irresistible.  He had told her that there would be 
some exhibitions of both raw and brutal sex on the cruise, all of the 
illegal stuff, providing the best in kicks, because that's what 
paying passengers on the cruises were there for.  

   He assured her she shouldn't worry, because the people doing it 
were all in it for the money, just like her, and that she wouldn't be 
expected to watch any of the rough stuff if she wasn't interested.  
He had her attention.  He mentioned that there would also be a chance 
for her to pick up a bundle of extra cash with that great figure of 
hers if she wanted to, but said he'd explain all of that later.  She 
had been sitting it that damned Copenhagen bar for nearly a week, and 
anything seemed better than a vacation completely ruined because 
there was no action.  

   She didn't like all that she heard from this creep Tony, some of 
the things he said made her flesh crawl, but he had a way about him 
that made it all seem so distanced, that none of it would affect her 
if she decided that it wasn't going to.  

   * * * * * * * 

   So now she found herself as a passenger aboard the lawless sex 
cruise liner, well out to sea in international waters and away from 
the prying eyes of the anti-pornography people, and the first two 
days had been a real eye opener for her.  Tony had told her that her 
act wasn't to take place until the sixth day of the cruise, so on the 
first few days he let her earn a little extra bread while having a 
good time.  

   She found it all exciting.  

   He started to use her to assist in other acts, breaking her in 
slowly, letting her get deeper and deeper into it without her 
noticing too severe a change in her level of involvement.  He'd 
started her out easy.  For the first two days she just had to swim in 
the "B" deck pool, wearing her micro bikini, and to lounge around on 
the deck tanning, showing off to the paying passengers her lean but 
full breasted figure.  She had bought a couple of very expensive and 
daring string bikinis in Copenhagen, and this gave her a chance to 
show them off.  Both of the very brief and sexy bikinis showed her 
pubic curls and ran up inside her ass crack.  

   She loved the attention she drew in the nothing little G-string 
and nipple cover, and by the afternoon of the first day she was ready 
to take off her super-mini bikini top to show off and tan all of her 
big full bulging tits.  They were magnificent, and drew the attention 
of everyone who passed the pool.  Jennifer reasoned to herself that 
it was okay to show them, because all of the other girls were doing 
it, so she was just conforming her behavior.  

   She knew that people were even telling others about the raving 
beauty at the "B" deck pool, because several times she heard people 
asking others "Is this the one?"  and hearing an affirmative reply as 
they openly ogled her sensuous beauty.  She was, however, a little 
curious when a young woman asked the hunk with her "Is it going to be 
that vain one over there," as she pointed at her.  Then she realized 
the word must be out all over the ship that she was the sexy woman 
who was going to be handling one of the animals in the fight pit.  
She was on the right track, but would have jumped ship in terror if 
she'd had the least idea of what else they all knew.  

   * * * * * * * 

   Jennifer agreed to share Tony's bed the on the very first night, 
knowing this was probably the only chance she would have to 
experience sex on her holidays, so she decided she had better make 
the most of the opportunity.  He wasn't such a bad looking guy, for a 
Wop.  

   He convinced her that he would make it worth her while to allow 
him to butt fuck her.  She was excited at the outrageous prospect of 
taking a man's penis into her anus, because the thought of anal sex 
was so depraved.  Tony got her cooperation by getting the covers off 
the bed so that she could watch her own debasement in the full wall 
mirror which was part of every stateroom on the ship.  Jennifer felt 
herself turned on by the gross degeneracy of the act, which was 
totally in line with the debauched acts she saw that were the big 
attraction on this cruise.  She felt a twist of excitement in her gut 
as Tony told her more about the vicious animal fight while he thrust 
his thick penis deep into her tight greased anus.  

   He had made the shots of pain in her colon easier to take by 
giving her a snort of coke.  She was surprised she could actually 
concentrate on what he told her as he heaved into her with that rigid 
oversized dong.  

   He said that because the audience was on this cruise to see the 
most shocking acts possible, the animals would likely fight until one 
of them was killed.  Before they started to fight, she would have a 
chain around the neck of her animal to hold it back while they 
sniffed each other.  

   This thought brought a shiver down her spine as she imagined the 
runting beasts sniffing each at other's organs, then baring their 
fangs as they made threatening snarls, pulling at the restraining 
leashes held by their human handlers, about to do deadly battle.  

   On the wall above the washroom mirror hung the extravagant 
feathered bird mask she would wear in the animal fight pit.  It was 
imposing and had an almost evil look of authority to it.  She 
imagined herself wearing it, with not much else to hide her fabulous 
figure, and she felt excited anticipation with the sexy image that 
filled her mind.  Tony told her that in the fight ring she would wear 
a daring loin cloth without a crotch strap to hide her organs, just 
strips of heavy material that flapped down in front, with none 
behind.  She would go into the large fight pit bare breasted, with 
her prominent nipples rouged, with sexy high cut spike heeled boots 
and the bizarre bird-mask to complete her costume.  

   He also told her she would have further protection in the form of 
a knife stuck in her belt in case she needed to defend herself.  She 
was startled, as she was not in the least interested in using a knife 
as a weapon, and certainly not on a ferocious animal in the process 
of attacking her.  As he mentioned the knife he thrust his thick 
prick deeper into her, heaving with the powerful jabs into her 
stretched anus, letting the grip of the tight sphincter ring on his 
penis pump at the base of the thick fuck-pole.  She was admiring her 
kneeling figure in the wall mirror as the attractive muscular nude 
Italian kneeling behind her rammed his rigid rod relentlessly into 
her.  

   Tony suddenly tensed, then he thrust deep into her and climaxed 
inside the smooth colon of the beautiful kneeling woman.  He bellowed 
like a wounded bull as he suddenly thrust rapidly and shot great gobs 
of his hot spunk deep into her packed bung hole.  To make it special 
for him she heaved her butt back against his bucking groin and moaned 
as if he were delivering her biggest and best fuck ever.  

   When he had charged her guts with a full load of his hot spurting 
spunk, he surprised her by leaving his still huge and firm cock 
buried deep in her asshole.  He lay down on his side, pulling her 
down in front of him, and roughly grasped and twisted her full 
breasts as he talked to her, painfully mashing and squeezing them 
together while reassuring her about her role in the vicious animal 
fight.  

   Tony told her that the man in charge of all the performers and 
entertainers was very impressed with the way she displayed herself at 
pool side, and wanted to see her get more involved.  He said the man 
had told him all of the passengers found her very attractive and 
sexy, and wanted to see more of her.  He said he thought this would 
be a terrific opportunity for her to make even more money and also 
get more excitement.  

   She said she would think it over.  In fact the idea appealed to 
her, and the more she thought of the people admiring her fantastic 
face and figure the more interested she became.  As she though of 
this he told her he had a special surprise for her.  While he held 
her by the breasts with his firm penis still buried deep in her colon 
he asked her how she would like a special gold ring.  She was 
interested.  He asked her if it had hurt when she had her ears 
pierced.  She was surprised at the question, and said it had been 
done by a professional.  

   She said the man had squeezed her ear lobes first, so hard that 
there was no feeling in them when he had pierced the sensitive 
flesh.  The needle had gone clean through.  It had burned a bit 
afterward, but was not enough to be disturbing.  It had been worth 
the mild discomfort, if that was what he meant.  She was not sure why 
he asked the question.  

   * * * * * * * 

   While she was speaking he rolled onto his back, pulling her over 
so that she lay on top of him, face up.  He brought his legs up 
between hers and forced her legs apart, inter-twined with his so that 
she could not close them.  Then he hit a switch on the bedside 
table.  

   In a moment a woman entered.  She wore the simple but very sexy 
uniform of the service staff, a loose fitting shift which did nothing 
to hide the sexuality of the woman's large breasted figure.  

   The pleated skirt was very short, and she wore the spike heeled 
shoes that accentuated her muscular sexy legs.  She carried a small 
tool box which she opened as she sat on the foot of the bed between 
the spread legs of the two.  Tony explained to Jennifer that he 
wanted to give her a special gold ring that would show off her 
beautiful vagina when she displayed it for the enjoyment of others.  

   She gasped at the lewd suggestion and at the imminent mutilation 
of her beautiful sex organ, and she struggled desperately but 
uselessly.  Tony assured her the ring would not interfere with her 
ability to have sex, but instead it would stimulate her vagina into 
easy arousal.  

   The staff woman grasped the fleshy hood of Jennifer's erect 
clitoris, and pulled the loose flesh up severely from her sex mound, 
stretching it to the limit.  Then without squeezing it to numb the 
flesh she pressed a sharp needle deep into the restrained young 
woman's sex meat, clearly demonstrating there was no bond between 
women here.  

   Jennifer screamed, as much at the indignity of being physically 
abused by another woman as at the pain.  She knew that men were often 
disposed to dominating and abusing women, and she understood this to 
be a natural process.  For a woman to abuse her sex organ so 
painfully without her consent was extremely degrading.  The staff 
woman withdrew the needle.  A droplet of blood slowly grew, filling 
the new opening, then it trickled down across her slightly curled 
pink cunt lips.  The woman produced from her bag an inch wide thick 
gold ring, which had an opening on one side.  

   One end was pointed and the other was hollowed, so that they could 
be permanently locked together when the ring was forced closed.  She 
placed the opening over Jennifer's clitoris, which was excited and 
erect from the raw obscenity of the violent and profane act she was 
experiencing.  With a special tool that resembled pliers she forced 
the ends of the thick gold ring into the fresh pierce hole, and 
squeezed the ring completely and closed in Jennifer's sex flesh, 
permanently marking her as Tony's property.  

   She sprayed a disinfectant onto the pierced cunt which flushed 
away the gleaming droplets of her blood.  The voluptuous woman put 
her tools away, closed the tool bag and then silently left.  Tony 
released his tight grip on Jennifer's big breasts, allowing her to 
sit upright, her anus still impaled on his thick penis.  

   She saw her clit standing out through the large gold ring, and 
quickly realized that the gleaming gold decoration actually did 
enhance the appearance of her sex organ.  It was at that instant that 
she saw the name TONY engraved in the thick gold ring.  She was 
clearly and permanently marked as a possession.  Jennifer was 
startled at the calm that came with this sudden realization, a 
curious sense of belonging that came with this distinction.  

   That realization did nothing to quell her anger at the forced 
invasion of her intimate privacy, the humiliation of being brutalized 
by another woman, and the piercing of her delicate sex meat without 
her consent.  At the same time, she was startled to notice she was 
really pleased with the beauty of the device, and the bold statement 
the man had made in marking her as his own personal property with the 
aggressive gesture.  

   With a shock Jennifer realized that she found the brutality of the 
assault on her sexual privacy was thrilling to her.  Now she 
understood what Tony meant by excitement.  She wondered how much the 
coke she had snorted had to do with what was going on in her head.