Get some rest

You follow the group of girls for a while, but hear nothing further except Chanel's muffled whimpers and the murmured words of comfort from the others. Eventually you stop, letting them get well ahead, then make your way to your cottage.

It's been a busy day, and not without some potential for future profit. And not to forget the added bonus of raping the lovely and now terrified Chanel, you think with a smile. But now you need some rest. You go to the kitchen and pour yourself a stiff shot of vodka from the bottle you brought with you, shooting it back and making a tight grimace as you feel the burn of the alcohol. With a smile you put the bottle back in the freezer and head upstairs to bed.