<strong>Melody in Enzo's clinic</strong><br/><br/>She had followed the pair through town with her head down. Each step was a struggle, her head splitting and her stomach grumbling slightly. Her body stimulated, Melody biting her lip as tears kept streaming down her cheeks. The tears causing the dress to tighten and become transparent.<br/><br/>Once she was inside the building, her head was killing her. She did what she was told though, scared for her life. She got on the table, unknowing it was another person. These people were horrible. She listened to Enzo in silence, still not understanding why they would harm her in this way, was it all about power? Part of her actually felt pity that they were so corrupt.<br/><br/>She was their slave, well his slave. He was going to do more to her, twist her to what fancied him. She had no rights, no free will, no more choices were hers. "I understand," she whispered softly as her head was now splitting. She gasped as he touched her nipple, as he devil sister watched in glee.<br/><br/>It was obvious to Melody, she was trapped, her life no longer hers as she sat there, tears dried, trying to figure what horrible things they were going to do to her. She would try to muddle along, her stomach churning from worry and hunger combined.