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He stepped aside and the Executioner came forward, signalling to a serving maid. "fix on the second hood," she commanded. The maid came over holding a heavy rubber helmet, with no eye or mouth holes. She pulled it over Gerda's heavy mask, carefully passing the nostril tubes thought two small apertures in the hood, then laced it up the back and neck.

Gerda felt buried in rubber, her head encased in two heavy thicknesses, and once again blind inside her prison. She breathed heavily through the tubes, feeling the rubber draw tightly against her mouth. Her hands felt wet inside the suit's thick gloves. She dimly heard the Executioner speak again.

"Slave Gerda, your first test will be carried out in the heat cell. You will be taken in and strapped to a metal chair. A maid will stand by you to release you should you faint, in which case you will be carried out. Each maid will be on duty for 10 minutes. You, however, will spend one hour in the cell with the temperature at maximum !"

Gerda wondered if she had heard correctly. Amongst the slaves it was tacitly acknowledged that 30 minutes at maximum was almost impossible to bear, and was considered a severe punishment unless one was heavily dressed in four thick heavy suits which took longer to absorb the heat. heavy though her suit was, Gerda knew it would soon warm up in the intense heat.

She felt herself being guided over, then gasped as the wave of heat hit her, and she breathed it in through her tubes. She was pressed down onto the chair, which was uncomfortably hot even through her suit. Her arms were pulled behind her and handcuffed, a strap passed around her waist and her ankles tied to the legs of the chair. Dimly she heard the door thudded shut.

Although she knew there was a serving maid present, she also knew the large glass panel in the cell would allow everyone to see how she was doing and watch her every move. She turned her head slighly and mouthed against the hoods "Are you there ? Can you speak ?"

She heard a faint rustle of rubber, then a single grunt. The maid was still gagged.

"I want to talk to you," Gerda said carefully, "Otherwise I'll never last out. God, I'm streaming wet already, you must be as hot as hell too !"

She vaguely heard two grunts, the affirmative response if being asked a question when gagged.

The heat seemed to be building, and she felt the perspiration running down her face and into her suit. She had wanted to talk, but now the effort seemed too great to be worth it. She heard the door open and close again as the first exhausted maid was relieved. It was too much trouble to establish contact with her replacement.

The blackness inside her hoods seemed to be expanding like a balloon when she heard the door open and shut again. Twenty minutes only ! Her lungs felt on fire and her rubbered feet were tightening against her boots with the continual flow of perspiration.

The clock on the wall indicated 35 minutes had elapsed since the slave had been put into the heat cell. Not wanting to appear prejudiced or unduly worried, Guy had left and returned after half an hour. Upon his return he casually asked after Gerda's progress. He noticed the sadistic curl of laura's wide mouth as she answered.

"Suffering a lot, I would say. The maids can barely stand it for 10 minutes, one of them nearly fainted, but of course they are not used to real punishment like slave Gerda. Another 22 minutes, this should be quite interesting ! The heat is at maximum !"

Guy turned to the Doctor, peering anxiously in through the glass window of the heat cell. "You think she will make it all right ?"

The Doctor mopped his brow with a tissue, as if suffering the same pangs of heat. "It depends, my friend. If she panics and starts to struggle, she has no hope, as the extra exertion will flood her with more heat and she will have to give up or faint. But another 20 minutes ! I doubt it ! But she is a very strong girl."

Guy looked into the cell again. The serving maid on present duty was fidgetting, her mask running wet with sweat. Gerda was heaving in slow gasps of air, her head thrown back against the chair. There was no way of knowing her condition.

The serving maid was replaced by another. 20 minutes to go.

I can't make it, I'm drowning in my own sweat, there's not enough air. they're trying to kill me. These thoughts rushed through Gerda's disorientated mind while she grimly hung on to consciousness.

She no longer had any idea of the time. Her world was a streaming mass of heat and sweat, her hair soaking and the hot liquid being wrung from her body trickled down inside the heavy suit. Weakly she tried to cry out for mercy, anything to get away from this hellish heat.

But into her confused mind flashed some words her friend Yvette had said some time before. " Whatever happens, don't panic. If it gets too bad, then try to faint ! They'll take you out immediately and it won't count against you. Just let yourself drift off, but whatever happens, don't struggle !"

Black darkness was her entire life, the heat pressing in further, her mind babbling for release. How do you try to faint, she thought weakly, just wait until I see Yvette again. Her brain wandered off at a tangent, and in the toatl darkness of her hoods there were bright flashes of light. She felt remote now, the awful heat somehow happening o someone else, but her lungs burned with every breath and she longed to go and swim in a cool tropical lagoon. But where to find a lagoon ?

Her head slumped forward and she was again aware of the vicious heat battering her rubber encased body. But her mind cleared and she struggled to lift her head in defiance. No way was she going to fail her fianl exams at the very first hurdle ! She breathed hot air into her lungs and felt her senses begin to slip away from her.

Miraculously she was lying on a leather couch, cool air flowing into her lungs from an oxygen mask held against her bared face, the Doctor smiling down at her.

"You made it, girl ! You were just keeling over when they opened the door. But they had to carry out the last maid as well, she didn't even last the 10 minutes !"