." The large old man goes on and on about he's the real victim in all this. You felt like a fool getting sucked into his whining.Unfortunately your lu...k had run out and you ended up shipping out 20 coppers. But it did come with a hot meal and ale. Which you're pretty sure they were only included because of the sounds of your gurgling/starving stomach kept interuping the Innkeeper. The last time he was all "Fine fine I cant take it any more...." And he led you to the bar where a bowl of rabbit. The stay at Alana's would always be cruel. She was terribly sadistic and enjoyed whipping and torturing new slaves. Minto loved having them there too because it seriously cut down on the beatings she had to endure. Alana loved to beat the shit out of their asses and loved to watch Minto inflict pain onto the subjects as well. The beatings could be for any small infraction. She found it especially enjoyable if she had a real reason when she would inflict deep wounds.This first long weekend. “Yes, that’s correct, Ms. McVey.”Darcie spoke very slowly. “Then what is she doing here now?”Max said, “You said it yourself. It took a week.”“But. . .but a week hasn’t gone by. That was just a few minutes ago.”“Actually, it has. A week and two days, to be precise. We needed that time for your own conditioning.”“What?!”“Yes. Do you remember when you felt faint, at the last stage of our tour? And that drink you had earlier here, in the club? We included a powerful sedative in your drink.”“But I. ? Being unable to raise her head tosee herself the girl concentrated on reading the signals sent from the variousparts of her body.? She seemed at firstto be covered in pain, but as she listened carefully to her body she could feelexactly where she had been injured.? Thepain was concentrated in her feet, her shoulders, her abdomen, and herchest.? Her feet hurt the worst, and weresplinted or perhaps encased in plaster casts, with her toes pointing straightaway from her head.? She felt what.