Bianca had fallen into a deep sleep after meeting Roxanne. She had been shocked of course, to know that her friend had been hiding from the man who she loved to the point of being his willing slave. There had been times when Bianca had wrinkled her pretty nose when she saw the utter helplessness of Roxanne, in the face of the Iceman’s dominance. Roxanne was like putty in his large, meaty hands, Bianca had thought to herself.

But this?

There had been an unusually strong, ...