Looking across to Syvella

Fuck fuck fuck! This is not how any of this was supposed ta’ go!

Redhook enters Syvella cell and begin to trace her body with his hook. He traces up her flat stomach before reaching strap of her bra.

“Listen.” Syvella speaks for the first time in this encounter. “Your quarrel is with me not her. Let her free.”

“Oh I don’t think you understand. BOTH of you bitches dared to challenge me. You BOTH made a choice, now suffer for it.” With a flick of his hook he severs one of her bra straps leaving it loosely in place. His hook trails across her chest, dangerously close to the neck before he reaches and severs the other strap as well. Her bra falls forward dangling off her body exposing her perky elven breasts.

“Ngh! Stop this madness Redhook!” She now struggles in her chains to little avail. Redhook brings his hook down and grabs the edge of Syvella panties. “Don’t!” She cries. With a quick pull her panties are torn clean from her body and hoisted into the air. Redhook turns and speaks to the crowd.

“Well men, don’t wait on my account. You can start with her while I get use outta this one.”

Your heart drops into your stomach as the dozen or so men turn their attention to you simultaneously.