With your will finally crushed you succumb to the whims of the creature that continues in having its way with you.  It continues it pumping into your sex and sucking your love juices until your mind goes blank, and all you can do is pant and moan, with your body reacting, from the constant fucking by the creature on you.  You eventually lose consciousness which you count as a blessing.  You let the cool blackness overshadow you, giving the relief you much desired from this nightmare...<br/><br/>You finally awake, feeling weak and sore especially in your nether region.  A cold cobbled floor greets your naked form, only then you realized that you have been stripped of mailed shirt as well.  The place you are in is dimly lit but you can make out your surroundings.  You are in what appears to be a cell ten by ten feet square with sets of empty manacles affixed on each side of this room save for the exit which appears to be a sturdy wooden door with a bared widow - which is were the flicking light funnels into this cell.  A small hole in the middle room seem to suggests its obvious usage.  There is a bowl nearby where you lay and is filled with some unidentifiable gruel that appears to be cold already.  You are not sure were you are but you don't feel no safer that you were before.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Natacia has been healed of her nonlethal damage and you regained 4 hit points