Midnight tore the dress from her hands; Amora winced, pulling her arms close to her bosom. He took hold of her wrist, pulling it up, and she shut her eyes fearfully, she was shaking as he made her turn and groped her behind before letting her go. She hugged her torso, feeling her master take the collar from her neck and then leave. She didn't even turn around, she was so afraid. She could feel the tears coming and a lump form in her throat, but she tried to ignore both feelings as she stepped into the icy cold water. She shivered, slowly sinking in so her nose was the only thing above the surface. 'The world is a cruel place' her mother would tell her, but she didn't realize how true that was until now.<br/><br/>She scrubbed herself with the soapy rag and after rinsing the suds off, she stepped out of the tub and began pailing the water out the window as was normal. She scrubbed the tub clean. There were goosebumps on her pale skin and her hair clung wetly to her back and chest. She was given no towels, nor any other clothes, so after gathering enough courage to step outside the bathroom, she made her way to her master's office.