<div align="center"><em>Christine...New Victim/Slave...at Lord Alistair's mercy.</em></div><br/>Christine felt the woman's hands on her body, and she gasped in outrage, struggling back, but only feeling more of the man's body. Martha was her name? Martha just mauled her continually and then finally stepped back, speaking respectfully to the man. So this man was Lord here? Alistair was his name? She had to remember these things! Of course, she could only go on voices for now. Sighing, she just wanted to be able to see, damn it!<br/><br/>She didn't like the sound of 'mounting on a frame,' so when the man dismissed the woman rather bluntly, she felt a bit better...but only a bit. Perhaps it would have been better to deal with the woman. Her heart raced as she waited to see if the woman would, in fact, leave, and what would happen either way.<br/><br/>"You do not know if I am a virgin, and I do not intend to scream for you."<br/><br/>Of course, that was just reinforcing the order from Martha, so really...Christine couldn't win. Wait...take mother again? Surely that had to be a name for another girl...not his real mother! And he intended to rape her! He really did! Her breathing was fast as she tried to decide how to escape or deal with this.<br/><br/>The woman left, and the silence was almost deafening. She tried to pull from his hand, but she didn't get far.<br/><br/>"Alright...now, let me go."