A/N Sorry I'm such a rubbish writer. You won't believe what's been happening. This story ends hear tonight  Reb. 

What! Get off!' Lisa gasped.

Steel let go long enough for Lisa to realize that both hands were now attached to each other behind her back.

'What are you doing! Lisa demanded pulling at the handcuffs.

Steel laughed 'Oh I think the question is what are you doing? You see we know you have been a naughty girl. We have found you out'.

'What? Crap, no, how?' Lisa protested.

'We found the naff jump suit in your bags sister. We know your just trying to sneak in. So don't try to come the innocent with me. Now your going to find out what we do with dabblers and party crashers' Steel unveiled.

Steel took her again and now unable to resist grabbed her and began to kiss her from the neck up.

Steel held him self up on his elbows. 'Now I bet your wondering. Hey he can't do this when I get out I'll get the law on him'. Lisa felt abruptly more naked more transparent than before. 'Well that's were your wrong. This' he said lifting up the ticket and folding it out 'is a contract everyone signs. We had so many problems that Baron had the idea of making sure we had written consent. If you try to take this to court, you will have to explain what you were doing accidentally coming in this hellhole and signing your rights away missy. This says you're  in a free fire zone get me?'

As the future exits snapped shut Lisa felt up to her neck in solid panic. Lisa struggled at her ties looking for a way out. Steel saw something in her body language and pulled her gag away.

'When Baron finds out he'll stop all this' Lisa spat.

'My dear who do you think ordered all this?'

'But he's my father!' Lisa whispered in disbelief.

'Look you've been found out. You can drop the act scum. I know Baron is not your real father' Steel revealed like barrister pouncing in a courtroom drama.

'He is my father, he's always been my real father and he will always be my father' Lisa said defiantly. Steel knew a pivot when he saw one. What did the proverb say? Give me a pivot and a long enough lever and I will move the world? He let the gag go and it slammed back into Lisa's mouth.

'Baron is not you father' Steel repeated his tone was of some one who was not used to being gainsaid. Lisa shook her head. Steel went over too the wall. The room had a plain cold concrete floor. The walls far from the central light, were dim and indistinct. They were lined with utilitarian metal office cupboards. Steel opened one looked for a second and removed a simple riding cane. He tested it on his hand, it delivered a strong whistling blow. Steel returned to Lisa he used the tip to explore her presented ass. She felt the narrow stiff probe as if on her bare skin. As the tip made its trail Lisa's breathing stepped up to a pant. She complained and pleaded through the gag.

'Baron is not your father' Steel announced clinically. She had supplied him with a safeword and no pre-brief.

Lisa shook her head. Steel put the side of the crop against Lisa's latex clad flesh.

'Do you a deal, confess to the Baron your are not his little lost daughter and I'll stop'. 

Steel held up the whip for her to see  And looked at the inferno in her eyes. 'Do you want me to continue?'

Lisa shook her head vigorously.

'Now is Baron you father?'

The question was answered by an equally vigorous shake.

\You wicked bitch. Keep this up and you know you just might convince me you are Baron's spawn, but not before I screw you so hard you could hold up a set of book shelves'.

Lisa was just a little wet and more than a little turned on. Steel turned on Lisa again 'now I'm going to show you what you gave up'. As he spoke, he moved his finger again over her flesh. Lisa could feel her self still melt at this play. She could feel the warmth of this body against her.

'You see what you as the princess of this domain could have had' Steel promised. 'I have a little gift for you, or will you tell me your not the Barons daughter?'.

Lisa shook her head.

'Then I will begin. First pleasure then pain' said Steel. He began kissing her neck and over her shoulder and down her spine.

There was a loud desperate knock on the metal door from the outside.

'Steel open up its me' Baron shouted. At that moment the spell was broken.

'What the ...' Steel sat up clearly annoyed at Baron's untimely interruption. This was against all the rules, Baron's rules. Steel leapt up and reluctantly undid the lock. Lights came on as the disco of flesh ended.

Steel peeked his eyes round the door into the harsh bright corridor's light.

'Steel this is Mr Mitchel, he's looking for his daughter Lisa. I promised him he could look any where in the gig including the inner sanctum' Baron quickly began. With Baron was a man with a small beard concentrated near his chin. There was a splattering of stiff white hairs near the edge of this beard. Above his head he had a large smooth bald patch that reached to the apex of his head. His dark brown sorrowful eyes where topped by large eyebrows that where beginning to sport long white mutant hairs.

Mr Mitchel produced a family photo of a nineteen year old girl grinning from the middle of a full sofa.

'Have you seen this girl?' Mr Mitchel asked Steel.

Baron jumped in before Steel could respond. 'I told Mr Mitchel that this might be that girl that turned up this morning. It looks like the story she told us, you know, might be true. Everything about it was totally true it turns out. I've promised that he could see all over our urr facility, open access'.

Mr Mitchel came over to Lisa. Baron released Lisa from the stainless steel  table. Steel came over and undid her bonds, she stood up waiting to face the music. There was a slight pause and the old man came up to her.

'I'm sorry to interrupt what ever it was that was going on miss but I'm looking for my daughter.'

Lisa stared into her dad's face. There was no light of recognition in his face. He produced his photograph.

'Have you seen this girl?' he asked.

Lisa looked at the photograph for a second. It was at her birthday party before dad and mum had taken her aside to tell her the truth. Her hair, clothes and the ton of make up had created the perfect disguise. In her stiletto boots she was almost at eye level with her dad for the first time. She saw a worried old man. Lisa paused and shook her head.

'No sorry I haven't seen her' she said.

The old man tilted his head in resignation. 'Thanks' he said taking the photograph back and wondering off.

Baron walked over to Lisa and took her hands.

'Sorry' he said, 'I'll understand if you want to leave. Won't say I wasn't excited when you turned up. And I will sleep with the regret of what might have been from now on. But if you want to go then that's entirely understandable'.

Lisa looked at Baron, with her heels she still looked up at him.

'Well the party has only just started and it wouldn't be a real party with out a family fight' Lisa comforted.

Steel was at the door looking down the corridor at the figure of the determined farther accosting everyone he could. He smiled as Lisa spoke.

'Will he be alright?' Lisa said to Baron glancing in the direction of her real father.

'Him? He'll be all right leave that too me' Baron promised he turned and walked to the door. 'Don't miss the bullfight in ring C starts at one. Oh and Vector a playing at two I will expect to see you there!' Baron reached the door and turned round.

'Ok and in case anyone asks what do I call you?' Baron asked.

Lisa paused for a second, 'Lilly' she said blankly.

'See you later Lilly.'

Lisa put a handcuff round her wrist and waved it at Steel.

'I thought you were going to show me how this worked' she said with a smirk.