The crop fell so many more times and with a snap she thought it would all end. Madison looked up to see a snapped crop and an even angrier Moussad. "No- no! I didn't do anything wrong!" she tried to reason, bracing herself for another series of thwacks after the male voice spoke up but felt none. Madison was so shaken she collapsed to her knees, a fresh fit of tears pouring down her cheeks as she trembled on the floor. "No dancing, please." A gasp and struggle not to vomit she worked to rise once more. "I don't dance professionally."