My journey in the van is short. Soon the doors are opened. My cage is removed and carried a short distance towards what I realise, from the sound of the engines, must be jet. Within minutes we are rapidly accelerating as the plane takes off and a few moments later I am removed from the cage. The hood is removed and I see the inside of the plane. My master is seated in the luxurious interior of what I can only assume must be his personal private jet. Having just spent over forty thousand dollars purchasing me as a slave it is obvious that he is a very rich man. He orders me to kneel with my nose to the floor at his feet and I immediately comply, assuming the position of submission I have come to know so well. I hear the engines and soon we are lifting into the air. As we level off I hear the chink you glasses and my master in conversation with another but I dare lot attempt to look up. The talk is in the Arab tongue so I understand little except the word that means slave. I am ordered to kneel up and instantly comply knowing only too well the penalty of and hesitation in complying with a command. I spread my knees as I have been taught, lock my hands behind my back and bow my head. I can see the slippers of two men, one on either side of my master.

He speaks in English.

'These are my sons slave boy. You will serve and obey them as you will me and provide them with every possible pleasure a slave must provide.  You may now acknowledge your masters'.

Quickly I bow my forehead to the floor and then resume my position before them as their conversation continues.

'You will remain kneeling for the duration of the flight, knees properly spread, and head bowed, so that my two sons can appraise our new acquisition' are the only words I hear in English. The remainder of their conversation I cannot understand.

As I quickly assume the required position for a slave in front of his master I reflect upon my future and I know in my heart that this is the start of a new chapter in my life. The thought terrifies me but then I realise that my new life started weeks ago on that lonely beach in the Cinque Terra.