Nothing hurt Jing more than to see her daughter being dragged through the door. Cleo was not resisting, or fighting by then, too worn out by the days events. By looks she looked unhurt. There were still tear streaks on her face but there were no visible bruises or marks. Cleo's eyes went wide as she noticed her parents. There was some releif on her throat to see her parents still alive and in fair health but there was also panick having a small idea of what was to come. A soft whimper escaped her throat. There were not enough soft words to make this alright.
There was some struggle as they tried to strip her. It was more for show than actaul effect, knowing she did not have a chance at escaping. Even if she got free of thes hands the enemy was everywhere now. A deep blush came to her cheeks as she found herself naked and bound. Her hair falling into her face and down over her breast.
Watching the man approach her mother, she started to panick. She kenw enough about what was going on to know what was about to happen. Pulling at her restraints, they did not give an inch. "Mother!!!" Cleo screamed is if that would make a difference. It probably was not wise to draw attention to herself but she could not simply stand there and do nothing.
"Stop..... Dont touch her..... Please stop....."