That doesn't seem fair

You look back up at him, your eyes pleading as you speak, "That doesn't seem fair. Please, my lord. I'm just so hungry. I didn't mean to lie, I was just ****."

Sotha Sil leans in closer, his face softened a little as he speaks, "I understand. But you must understand that lying is not tolerated here. You will be punished for your lie, but I will also give you a chance to prove yourself."

You nod eagerly, relieved that he is giving you a chance. "Thank you, my lord."

Sotha Sil slowly walks around behind you, placing his cold metal hand onto your shoulder. "I hope you're ready for this, Nevaari."

You tense up, not knowing what to expect as you feel his hand begin to tighten as a warm magical feeling emanates from him.

You wonder what he could do to you that would be worse than being locked up in a dungeon, but you soon find out as Sotha Sil begins by using his magic to **** your body into a painful contortion. You cry out as your your muscles strain and feel like they are burning, forcing you into an unnatural position as the pain overwhelms you. He keeps you in this position for what feels like hours, only releasing you when you pass out from the pain.

When you wake up, you find yourself back in his chambers. You try to get up but find that you are unable to move and every muscle in your body is sore and tingling as though you had received a massive electrical shock. When you finally come to grips with things you notice that you are still inside of his chambers, but within a large cage which would be better suited to a dog than a person.

Sotha Sil looks at you from the other side of the room, "I hope you have learned your lesson, Nevaari."

You can only nod weakly in response as you try to curl up into a ball to try and make the pain stop.

Sotha Sil leaves you alone in the cage for a while, giving you time to recover. Once you feel well enough to get up, you immediately go for the lock, taking the opportunity to try and pick it, but it's like no lock you're used to so you have no idea how to do it and only end up making your fingers sore.

After a few minutes of trying, you give up and slump against the bars of the cage, defeated. You sit there for a while, wondering what is going to happen to you. You eventually drift off to sleep, your body too exhausted to stay awake any longer.

When you wake up, you find Sotha Sil standing in front of the cage, looking at you. "Are you ready to talk now, Nevaari?"

You look up at him, your eyes hard as you nod. "Yes, my lord."

Sotha Sil nods and unlocks the cage, opening the door and gesturing for you to step out. You do so hesitantly, not knowing what he could do to you if you anger him again.

"I'm going to ask you some questions and I want honest answers." He says, his voice firm.

You nod, "Yes, my lord."

"Do you know why you are here?"

"I was caught stealing food from the market, Your Grace. I was just hungry." You reply, looking down.

Sotha Sil shakes his head, "What I meant was: Do you know why you were brought here to me in Clockwork City."

You look back up at him, confusion clear on your face. "No, my lord. I was just brought here. Lord Vivec said I would be good for something but I don't know what."

Sotha Sil takes a step closer and places a hand on your cheek, gently tilting your head up to look at him. "I see. Well, I'm going to tell you a little secret, Nevaari."

Your eyes widen as you look at him expectantly.

"You are here because Vivec understands I have a particular, taste." He pauses, letting his words sink in before continuing. "An elegant, tamable Dunmer woman like yourself is a very rare find."

You tense up at his words, not knowing what to expect. "My lord?"

Sotha Sil smiles softly, "Don't worry, Nevaari. I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to... enjoy your company."

You're not sure what that means but you nod anyway, not wanting to anger him again.

Sotha Sil leads you to his bedchamber and has you sit down on the bed. He begins to undress you, his hands gentle as he removes your clothing. You blush as he looks at your naked body but don't resist, feeling unable to do so under his gaze.

Once you are nude, Sotha Sil covers you with a blanket and then lays down next to you, propping himself up on one elbow as he looks down at you. He runs his free hand through your hair, gently tracing his fingers over your scars.

"Tell me about these." He says, his voice soft.