Just barely

If the dark-haired Sophomore notices your agitated state when she gets back to the table she politely declines to comment on it. For that matter, Sandra too seems unusually excited even for her. Her ears have far more color than usual and judging by the damp hair that frames her face she took the time to splash her face with water. Normally, you wouldn't notice these details, but you have been obsessed by Vivian's roommate from the moment you first saw her and after seeing the secret figurines hidden away in her dice bag you wonder again what this modest young woman was doing for so long in your bathroom.

The next part of the solo run goes a little better. Sandra has Rae use her Speak with Animals to talk to a couple of rats. You had forgotten that the spell also offered a chance to charm the animals in question until you reread the description, and with Rae's 17 charisma in addition to the scraps of food from her bowl, it seems reasonable for the pair of rodents to help.

The rats had already spotted the druid in her private cell and agreed to bring her a message in return for more food and with a little more persuasion agreed to try to locate the rest of the party in the upper deck. Sandra wrote a short message on a strip of fabric torn from her already skimpy loincloth using a sliver of wood and improvised ink made from a bit of saliva and the grunge from the cage. - ESCAPE 3rd night - and tied the silk around the smaller of the two rat's leg.

"Take this to Eaubonne." She sent the rats off with kisses on their heads much like a Disney princess might do and you have to smile a little at what a very different kind of movie this would be for that company.

"OK, let's see if Vivian sends anything back." At the mention of her roommate Sandra seems to suddenly remembers that she was supposed to be back a while ago. "I'll let her know what's going on." Four text messages later the irate Vivian is calmed down and even has Eaubonne send back an 'OK' note for Rae using the same furry messenger. The final text is in all caps and for your eyes only. - BE GOOD!

There is a long silence before Sandra asks about the obvious. "What happens that night?" She bites her lower lip and her fingers twist together until her knuckles whiten as she waits for your answer. "Does the guard turn his attention to Rae?" You pretend to roll your dice once or twice, but the answer is unavoidable.

"I'm afraid so."

"Does he do the same kinds of things he did with Lady Carse?" You nod silently, unable to form the vivid descriptions which you normally pride yourself on. Luckily (or maybe unluckily) Sandra's imagination seems more than up to the task of imagining the indignities inflicted on her cleric's innocent body.

"At first Rae is relieved that Bryanna is spared the indignities of the cruel night-guard's roaming hands, but she is mortified when she finds her body starting to respond to his groping." You stare at her mutely as she half closes her eyes and whispers softly how Rae responds to having a man touch her for the first time. "She tries to remain stoic and impassive, but the guard knows what he's doing. The man has had years of practice torturing innocent maidens just like this..." Sandra's eyes are completely closed now and she seems to be fully immersed in her role-playing, "Saint Cuthbert help me be strong! I've never had a man touch me like this ... I don't know if I can stop him from making me -" This is getting out of hand! Too well you remember Vivian's text and you know this is the exact type of thing that she was referring to.

"With your training, and celibate devotion to Saint Cuthbert" You interrupt Sandra's erotic monologue, "Rae can control her body's urges. She doesn't need to do anything she doesn't want to." The expression in Sandra's eyes when she finally focuses her gaze on your is hard to read. Is she relieved, disappointed or something else?

"But that means the nightguard will continue trying to break Rae, this could go on for hours." The thought of the sadistic guard and the beautiful cleric locked in this kind of sexual duel for hours is more than you can take. You skip over the details of Rae's ****, and jump to the end when the frustrated guard gives up.

"After what seems like forever the sadistic guard slaps you hard on your exposed cheeks four times making you cry out in pain and then he returns you to your cage and turns his attention to Lady Carse."

"Is she able to resist him?" You look to the dice not at all sure about this topic and the results are pretty conclusive. "Lady Carse lacks your training and she has already been subjected to this man before. It doesn't take long before he brings her to the orgasm that you were able to contain." Judging by Sandra's expression, this might be even worse than if Rae had succumbed to the man's caresses. "The guard turns to you and sneers. 'Don't worry you frigid bitch, I'll have you begging just like this haughty cunt in no time.' he then returns Bryanna to her cell and settles down on a pile of empty sacks."

"I want to command him to die right there," Sandra's voice is low and chilling, "but I don't. I can wait." You sit in silence again for a few more minutes.

"Well, that seems like a good place to st-"

"Wait, Stephen," Sandra stops you, "I know we can't play out the second night like this, but is it more of the same?" You nod sadly, but Sandra seems to have resolved something in her mind and she nods back. "Rae lets herself go the next night. She makes the night guard work for it, but in the end she gives him what he wants."

"Sandra -" You start, but she cuts you off almost before you can start.

"It's OK, Rae is humiliated, but at least Bryanna is left alone that night, right?"