Alyana's chin rose some as she was ordered to strip.  SHe had known what was coming from the beginning, but that did not mean she was going to give in to it easily.  In the end, though her cloak fell to the floor, her dress and boots following behind.  Her underwear were the last to fall int he pile as she watched Maxis shackle the other woman to the wall.  The woman that seemed to pure to be any childe of Master Dracosi.<br/><br/>Alyana's eyes widened ever so slightly when Maxis used his top speed to reach her, slamming her against the wall half a second later.  Her chains were on before she could even say anything, not that she would have.  As he began using the whip, she remained silent, her back arching slightly.  It wasn't until the Master Dracosi stepped forward that her eyes showed any registration of fear or submission.<br/><br/>As she looked upon him, she remembered her changing once more, and she felt a thrill run through her.   Her eyes moved with him as her shackles were moved through the room.  As he stood in front of her she stared up at him.  He was more beautiful than she remembered, and she longed to reach out and touch him.  He was like a drug, one that she would never get enough of.<br/><br/>She gasped in surprise as he placed clamps on her nipple and her clit, watching his movements.  She did not move though, did not even squirm.  Her eyes remained controlled, slightly defiant even with the tinge of fear.  When the anal charger was placed in her ass, though, her back arched.  Her ass was tight, nearly untouched, and the plug was uncomfortable.  She bared her fangs, though not at the Master Dracosi.<br/><br/>As he explained the clamps, her chin rose some, but when his whip came down on her ass and the clamps all became active she gave a moaning cry, her body tensing some.  She looked up at him, cold, and rigid.  SHe knew what this would become, as he used the whip on her more and more, but she would show him strength and pride before she broke, even for him.