Laena almost enjoyed herself at the party. She served her Mistress' family and even managed to sneak bits and pieces of food into her mouth at times. Afterwards, the cleaning was hard. The feel of the coin against her body was the only thing that kept her going against the continual thoughts of Bethania's punishment to come.<br/><br/>She was not surprised for the Matron to be waiting for her. The rest of the slaves quickly parted the way as the Matron grabbed her own wrist and pulled her down the hallway. Laena had been to this room before and knew there was no escape. She allowed her own wrists and feet to be tied, and did not even flinch as her peplos was torn from her. Her Gaulish pride made her lift her head in defiance and she was vindictively happy to see the fire rage in the Matron's eyes at her actions. She felt herself hit the table, which was immediately followed by the familiar sensation of the whip cracking down upon her back.<br/><br/>Laena endured it. The first time she had been whipped had been quite a while ago and she had been incredibly afraid of it. However, she learned that her body seemed to have a tolerance for pain, which allowed her to be able to stoically take a number of hits before she would break down. She had used this to her advantage many times, and it was one of the things that really seemed to infuriate people like Bethania.<br/><br/>Just as she was starting to get to the point of squirming, Laena was surprised to hear the voice of Diana. Even more surprising was Diana untying her and taking her away from the Matron. Laena mourned the loss of the coin in her peplos, but hoped she had hid it well enough that Bethania wouldn't be able to find it. Perhaps when Diana was done with her she would be able to go back and get it.<br/><br/>Laena was nervous about what Diana might have in store for her, but did not attempt to resist. When Diana asked her to lie down and expressed sympathy, Laena was surprised. "Mistress...?" She said as she lay down and Diana applied something to her back which made the sting from the whip go away. "Take me somewhere?" She asked, feeling slightly stupid from the sudden turn of events. "I am not hurt, Madame..." She added, appreciating the cream that made her back feel better.