She wants to go on.

"No Stephen," Sandra shakes her head firmly. "The chains really help me get into how helpless and **** Rae must feel." Well that answers that question. You should have expected she'd want you to go on based on the pictures in her notebook, but all the same it takes a few seconds to get back into your role of DM.

"OK, the musclebound guard pulls your hands behind your head like this." As you speak, you lift her chained wrists over her head. "He keeps you pinned against the bars with his hard body as he binds your hands to the bars behind you."

"Saint Cuthbert, give me strength to bear what I must." Sandra looks almost happy to have her character placed in this precarious situation. Perhaps she senses your surprise because she explains her thinking. "Rae is pretty sure that she is being punished by her deity because of the unlawful way that the party recovered the artifact." When you start to explain that Saint Cuthbert does not pay that much attention to low level clerics, she stops you almost immediately. "I didn't say that Saint Cuthbert was punishing Rae, Stephen. I said Rae believed she was being punished, and she is resolved to endure this test to prove her piety and faithfulness." You nod in understanding and return to the role of the dungeon henchman.

"Oh yeah, I like you lawful goodie two shoes." You laugh as cruelly as you can, "once you've felt the bite of the lash, you'll say and do anything to make the pain stop." You cup her cheek with your hand and lift her face until you see her bright eyes. "You'd be amazed at what a sweet thing like you might do to avoid another round on the rack."

"Never!" In spite of the dire straits her character has found herself in, Sandra is clearly looking forward to this run.

"The first thing the guard does is remove Rae's tunic so he can see every inch of her naked body." You tell Sandra as once again you pull open her blouse, this time also unhooking the clasp of her bra, so her two heavy grapefruit-sized breasts spill out. The way her chained hands are pulled up and behind her head lifts the pair high and you have to resist the temptation to bury your face between the magnificent globes. Instead of indulging in immediate gratification, you take the time to lift her shirt and brasier off her shoulders and all the way up her arms where you hook them over her wrists. "There, now we all can get a good look at your fat udders." Instead of protesting, Sandra licks her lips and puts even more weight on her wrists.

"Rae is so embarrassed, Stephen." Sandra's words come out in a hushed whisper. "Until today no man has ever seen her like this, but once again her body is being displayed for a bunch of strangers."

"It's a good thing that Rae didn't try to fight," you tell the wide-eyed Sophomore as you tap the module, "this NPC is particularly sadistic, there is a plus 20 modifier on the outcomes table when he's involved." The way she shudders makes her breasts jiggle like gelatin, and this time you allow your hands to fondle her flesh. As you thumb her hardening nipples, you switch back to the coarse gravelly rumble of your 'evil henchman' voice making up a name for him off the top of your head.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for Taebor?" When she doesn't respond immediately, you pinch the nubs hard enough to make her gasp. "Well Missy? You gonna do what Taebor wants?"