Charlotte's face paled even further as she saw the scene that awaited her.  Lady Shaw was there, and Zachery.  He seemed to be tied to something that looked like a big wagon wheel.  She shuddered, what was that evil woman going to do to her??  She whimpered softly as she heard the instructions, hanging from a hook, her arms would be pulled out.<br/><br/>As she was carried across she began to struggle again, twisting, writhing, but the men were stronger and she was soon hanging from the hook, her eyes full of tears.  "I'm sorry, I didnt mean to try to run, I wasnt thinking straight, please dont" she begged.  Her voice directed to anyone who would listen.  She frowned,  the cat....oh no..no surely she wouldnt let him beat her.  And her clothes..they were going to strip her...but what where they gonna do to her clothes?  She swallowed back a sob, "please please I'll be a good girl, please dont beat me." She whispered, her eyes moving to Lady Shaw, maybe she would relent, maybe she wasnt as hard and cold as Charlotte was fearing...this was just a way to get her to behave, scare her and then say ok behave and we wont do it...yes that was what it had to be surely!!