"Your eagerness is admirable," Mister E remarked at Jake and Leroy. "It might be easier to get what you want if she isn't thrashing around though."

He pressed the end of his prod against Ashley's side and sent a searing shock through her rib cage, the pain blinding her to anything else happening around her. For a moment, her tense body relaxed, allowing him to pull her wrists into the restraints on the table.

"You can struggle all you want now," he taunted as he closed the shackles around her wrists. She seemed to obey him perfectly, screaming louder and kicking so violently that she managed to land a blow to Leroy's face.

"Are you going to take that, Leroy?"

Leroy gripped onto her ankles, pulling her legs apart as he moved between them, then dropping them as he brought the back of his hand across her cheek violently. Her vision went entirely red for a moment as she was struck and she was forced once again to relax as her body drew air almost against her will.

Finally she felt a hand on her cheek, that familiar and sinister hand that touched her cheek in the van. Her face was turned and another girl in the cell next to her came into view. "You have two choices," his lips were just next to her ear and his voice was almost comforting as he spoke softly, "accept your fate and learn your place... or don't. Either way, you are looking at what you are going to become." He made the last remark, referring to the girl in the other cell. As Leroy and Jake began cutting her clothes away and making crude remarks about what they found beneath her shirt and jeans, her eyes remained glued to the other girl.