In his mind, he could see only the delicate oval of the captive's face, framed by braids of hair that were no blacker and shinier than her almond eyes.... He descended the narrow stairs into deeper darkness, his brown tunic and trousers blending into the shadows. Another corridor lit by a couple of tiny lamps stretched before him, and still another stair wound downward.Dampness splotched the walls, patches of evil looking fungus glowing green in the darkness where the glow of the lamps did not. Rebekah jumped as much as she could given her stringent bondage, but before she could recover, he struck her again. She yelped from behind her gag as he struck again. Carl was in his stride. He lashed her ass at least 30 more strokes before he stopped. Rebekah was moaning, with tears running down her sweet face. Carl then walked around her, using the whip to randomly lash her breasts, pussy, and thighs. Rebekah never really knew where he would strike next. He loved watching her breasts quiver. I’ll do that as soon as I get back there.’ Less than an hour later, an orderly arrived with a cart and a tray of food. It was a pretty bland breakfast, but I was hungry and I didn’t have any trouble eating it all without any upset. I was also told I was now on the regular schedule and I’d be getting a lunch in a couple of hours. That was even better news. I took this as a good sign. When I was finished with my tray, it was put out in the hallway and a nurse came and removed the catheter. Very. We could get a ride back." I add that thought brightly.Gwen just grunts at me. I can tell she is not looking forward to seeing the rest of her Kin. I was hoping to get her away from here, before she started to put herself through a guilt trip."You are going home." I growl back at her. "don't make me push you, Gwen. You have family and Kin, so far that is coming out ahead in my book." Perhaps my tone was too harsh. She started to cry again."They'll hate me." she whimpers."Never happen." I tell.