Atelia giggles as the injured, naked, masturbating woman is brought before her.<br/><br/>"Oh my! Isn't she just adorable... hours, you say? Well, perhaps if we just get one of these chains and put a collar on her, hmm. So, shall we all take turns? Should we try to keep working her until we break her spirit and rebuild her as one of our minions, with no self worth?"<br/><br/>She idly pinches Sam's nipples, rolling them between thumb and forefingers.<br/><br/>"We could have so much fun with her... oh, but surely she will be in so much pain if she keeps working herself like that for so long. I'll see if I can find some cooling lubricant to use."<br/><br/>Eyes sparkling with malice, Atelia heads out to where their modest torture supply is kept. There isn't much, but she does grab a jar of ground up salt, ginger, peppers and lime. All it then takes is one<em>minor image</em>and it looks like a clear, cool gel. Sam might even believe it for a little while, seeing as it takes a DC 18 Will save to disbelieve the illusion once you interact with it. She then takes the container into the room the captive is in.<br/><br/>"Here we go. I wouldn't dream of ending the spell, but at least you can minimise the discomfort, right?"<br/><br/>(Bluff 4+13 = 17)