1-14 (Bad)

You try to reach out to the minds of the arachnids, but the fear of their mistress is far greater than you anticipated, you can't get through to them.

These poor creatures are lost to the gentle embrace of nature... you could almost cry.

"Trying to out-dominate me huh?" the drow sneers, as she kicks you to the ground.

In your trance you didn't notice, but your comrades have been overwhelmed, and the battle is lost.

"I tried to save them, not dom..." but your words are cut short, as the drow resumes assaulting you, mocking your feeble attempts at taking control from her, streaking her whip across your back, while her heel burrows painfully into your back.

When she stops, you and the others are stripped down to your underwear, and bound by the wrists with spider silk.

Being out and about in your spats is nothing unfamiliar to you, but you can see the shame in Cleric's face, and the indignity in Wizard's, which only grows bigger once that vile woman brings out purple ballgags, which she fastens around each of your mouths with black leather straps.

Then the drow leads you in a single file, and deeper into the Underdark.