Vicky grabbed Kim by the hair and yanked her head up almost snapping the woman's neck.  Face to face, Vicky screamed "YOU PAY" and brought her knee up sharply into Kim's face while pulling down on her hair.  Vicky could feel the cartilage in Kim's nose squish on contact.  She knew she had broken the woman's nose.  Blood poured from her nose and formed a puddle on the stage floor.  Kim struggled to stand up but the hoist cable pulling her arms prevented any attempt.

Vicky went to the belt and strap she had been forced to wear and picked them up.  She was about to insert the plugs up Kim when she stopped and looked around.  She spotted what she wanted.  She jumped off the stage and snatched a small brown bottle from one of the tables.  Climbing back up on stage, she opened the bottle and the strong smell immediately reminder her of the first time she had smelled it.

Vicky remembered being chained under the dinning table at one of Mistress Kim's parties.  Hands cuffed behind her, she had been forced to suck the cocks of faceless men as they ate.  One man had smeared this foul smelling Thai hot sauce on his cock and rammed it down Vicky's throat.  The burning sensation had taken her breath away and the only relief from the burning was to suck the cock until his cum washed the burning liquid down her throat.  She remember how everyone laughed and teased her about not being able to stand the heat.

Vicky poured the whole bottle of hot sauce on the dildo and butt plug.  With it dripping the sauce, she slammed the butt plug first and then the dildo.  She barely got the strap secured before Kim screamed in pain and ran in little circles like a headless chicken.  Blood was flying from her nose as she jumped and kicked and tried to dislodge the burning probes.  Her holes were on fire and she was in agony.

Vicky grinned an evil grin and jumped off the stage.  She got about half way to where Megan and the others waited for her and she stopped.  She picked up a little oil lamp that was on one of the tables.  She turned and heaved it up on stage.  The lamp broke into a thousand small pieces and the oil caught fire.  Vicky threw three more in rapid succession and then joined Megan. 

Steve put his arm around Vicky and Megan and asked, "Are you done now"?  Vicky looked back at Kim jumping and kicking and running in circles, tethered by the cable.  The fire was spreading rapidly across the wooden stage and smoke was filling the room.  Vicky looked at Steve and said, "I'm done, can you get us home"?

The group left the burning building and sped away in the limo.  As Vicky and Megan were huddled together in the back seat, Steve and Than were in furious conversation.  Than grabbed the car phone and was chattering like a mad man into the device.  The limo picked up speed and Vicky looked out the window.

It wasn't long before Vicky recognized they were heading into a side gate at the end of an airport.  The Limo screeched to a halt next to a small private jet.  Than got out of the Limo and handed something to a man wearing a uniform.  He saluted Than and drove away.  Everyone including the body guards went aboard the jet. 

The door shut and the engines whined to life.  Within minutes, they were heading down the runway in a rapid take off.  They were airborne before Vicky realized what had just happened. Vicky finally realized Steve and Than were smuggling them out of Thailand, back to the real world and safety. 

After the take off, Steve came over to Vicky and hugged her.  With a soft kiss to her forehead, he said "Welcome home Vicky, I won't let you disappear on me again".

Vicky, Megan and Steve were hugging each other with the women crying joyful tears.  Steve gave Than a look that told Than he had made the right choice.  He had made a partner for life by helping Steve.

THE END

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