Not very well (Fem)

You run away from Hector, but his whip lashes against your unguarded back, a pain like an intense red hot iron was thrown at you, and you stumble to the ground with a pained yelp. Hector gloats as you writhe in pain.

"Hoh-hoh-hoh! Vis is the mighty lioness?! Vas a joke!" He cracks the whip at you again, masterfully missing you by an inch, causing you to flinch. "Lioness, back on the podium vis you!"

You hesitate for a moment, unsure as to what he means, but another crack of the whip to the shoulder makes his command more clear. You hesitantly start to walk towards it, but yet another lash makes the walk turn into a run. Someone's very impatient it seems. You climb onto the podium and stand there in the spotlight like a nervous schoolgirl at her first play.

"Har-har! Very good! Ve vill make you an obvediant lioness yet!" He strikes the sand near you a couple times. "Now strip vose pointless clothes off your veautiful body! A lioness should be vild!" The infected crowds cheer wildly, as if they understood every word.

You protest loudly; you will do no such thing!

*CRACK*

You whimper as the whip strikes you in the chest; the pain almost causing you to puke, and you sob, a tear rolling down your cheek.

"What a spectacular show we got tonight folks; Hector the Beastmaster sure is brutal! But it's not over yet!" the PA crackles, "So I welcome you to my personally favorite part of the show, the moment I and all of you have been waiting for; 'The breaking in of the lioness!' Popcorn available near the entrance."

The crowds go wild, their cheers thunderous; you wouldn't be surprised if every infected in the city was here. They all claw through the metal bars, but the bars do not budge.

"Hi-hi-hi! You're a wonderfull audience folks! Do not worry, if her performance is not up to scratch, all of you will have a chance at having your way with her; so, lady!" she addresses you, "-do give us a good show, hm?"

Hector cracks his whip near you once more, and you whimper as you flinch. "Strip!"