Good morning.

The feeling of a weight being dropped onto your body wakes you from {if Corruption < 41
}vague dreams. {else
}dark nightmares. {endif
} Your grainy eyes open to see the bandits prepareing breakfast and getting ready for the day. The weight on top of you turns out to be your clothes, boots, armor, weapons and gear. Your coin purse is still tied up in your special knot, and your clothes look as if they've been brushed free of dirt.
"Wh..." you sit up, letting the blanket fall {if Corruption < 51
}before snatching it back up, though modesty feels a little silly after the activities of the previous night. {else
}carelessly. {endif
} You reach out to touch your things.
"Your things. No one could be bothered to do actual...laundry, but they've been brushed. None of your things have been despoiled, your pack and purse are unmolested. Check them if you like." Rey's voice is strangely cordial. "Breakfast is ready if you're hungry, and then we'll take you back to the road. Head in a sack, of course."
"You...you're really...letting me go?" you grab your shirt and pull it on over your head, pulling your under-breeches under the blanket to pull them on. "I don't understand."
"I gave you my word, my little slut." You sigh. That nickname isn't going away, huh? Rey continues. "A deal is a deal."
"What about last night...?"
"Oh....you can't expect me not to take advantage of the situation we found ourselves in." He chuckles. "Think of it as rewarding our hospitality."
{if Corruption < 51
}You scoff, but you don't push the issue. He could easily keep me here as their little comfort girl forever. I shouldn't complain. {else
}You try to hide a blush. In the midst of the seemingly unending violation, you had finally abandoned yourself to it, and you can't deny the enjoyment you got from it after that. The taint of this land must be growing strong in me if I enjoyed myself during...all that... {endif
}
You accept the offer of breakfast, a hot grain porridge with some dried fruit. Afterwards, You are blinded and escorted back to the road. You aren't sure, but you believe the bandits take a purposely circuitous route, to confuse you. When you reach the road, the bag is removed.
"Safe travels, my lady. Remember...there are many dangers out here in the wilds. My offer always stands. You can leave a message for me at the Cracked Crystal in Burnmoor by ordering the 'Black Randy.'" He gives your ass a smack and a squeeze. "If you do...I'll keep you only for myself. And I promise you'll never go to sleep unsatisfied."
{if Corruption <41
}"No!" you shake him off, but then you compose yourself. "No. Thank you."
"Suit yourself." He turns and waves his men to follow him into the wilderness.
{else
}"I'll...keep your offer in mind. Thank you." What? You're not serious.... You tell yourself that there's no reason to be adversarial. Despite assaulting you, Rey did deal with you more or less fairly.
"You're welcome. Boys!" Rey bellows for his men to follow him into the wilderness. {Endif
}You are suddenly quite alone on the road.