A battered and naked Drow woman

Her ashy skin grew paler and she tried to move back. A manacle around her left ankle prevented that.

A bruise had formed around her right eye. It was swollen shut. Bruises littered her thighs. Her hands trembled as her crying grew louder.

Tears streamed down her face. She was terrified of you. Good. That makes her more likely to submit to you.

You pause for a moment. Should you kill her? She might be bait. Even if she wasn’t her presence was a danger to you.

Or you could take her. Fill her with your seed and make her a pet. It would be easy. Especially if she had been harmed before.

“Please don’t eat!” She begged. You blinked. Did people actually think you ate them? You knew that the other races had misconceptions about your people.

But that was just odd. You didn’t eat people. You either killed or broke them. Which brings you back to the matter at hand.