Done for the night

With a flick of your wrist you reappear below in the central room on the second floor. Next to you, Ura drops down on her knees. Her hair and body drip water on the floor. You savagely grip her by the hair and hurl her to the ground, pressing her face against the stone. She lies limply, not resisting, but not showing any sign on hurt.

Panting slightly, you stand in the center of the room, surrounded by beautiful nude women completely within your power. Ura lies in a crumpled wet heap beside you, Kerritan sits still shell-shocked in a chair where Litessa tries to ignore her own injuries by tending to her, and Marait hangs on the doorway of one of the other rooms, staring smolderingly at you but still too afraid to enter and aid her comrades.

"Well," you smile and say, "we've had a very good day's work. I think we'll make a lot of progress in the coming days. And weeks. And I know you all look forward to it as much as I do."

With a gesture, you disappear, leaving the four women alone for the night.