"Keep your perverted hands off me, you filthy Hun. How dare you do that to me."
The look of rage on the Doctor's face told him he had gone too far. His eyes were flint hard as the icy voice said, "Karla, dress our young man appropriately, then use a gag to teach him some manners. On second though, maybe Lady Karla would like to oblige us with some ideas of her own."
Richard saw a look of malicious pleasure on Karla's face and a chill of fear gripped him as he realized that the apprehension he had felt the previous night might come true.
Major Rhinehart drew Doctor Moreau aside and they spoke quietly in the corner.
Yes, Ludwig, perhaps you are right. It is too soon. You are spared my pretty one. Remember, next time we will not be so gentle," said Doctor Moreau as he stalked from the room. The look on Lady Karla's face confirmed his worst fears. He had escaped her hands this time, but it would only make her more determined.