Jenna saw the hand coming to slap her, trying to pull her hand up and twist her head away. But she could do neither as the hand landed flush against her cheek. It burned, her eyes wide as no one had ever truly struck her before. She’d only been spanked as a child, now being tied up, gagged and slapped was a complete shock to her system.<br/><br/>She saw the pathetic girls dressed as dogs getting excited for some mixture of food. She learned she could potentially be one of them, should she continue to disobey. She wasn’t sure what would be better, but she had to assume her chances of escaping would be better if she could leave, even if under the pretense of being with a ‘client.’  It made her shiver all the same.<br/><br/>Her eyes welled for a moment before she blinked back the tears, her cheek still burning as she looked at the collection of women in the room. Fabiana, of course, was her biggest concern, but seeing those girls dressed as dogs, eating as such as well, with this new girl watching over them... it was all so strange, like she’d somehow transported to an alternate reality. She was reminded they were in Germany... even if she escaped, how the hell would she get out of Berlin?<br/><br/>She sighed, defeat obvious in the sound as she looked at Fabiana. “Ine” she stammered as she tried to say ‘fine’. She really hated this gag.