I lie on the cold stone floor of the cellar whimpering for god knows how long. My back and thighs flame with pain. 'What did I do to deserve this, to deserve to be locked in a cellar, chained like an animal, beaten like something less than an animal?'

When I have cried myself out, I shift around trying to find a more comfortable position. There really isn't one, so I choose to stand. I pace around the cellar, trying to take stock of my surroundings. Unfortunately it is dark as pitch, and I can see nothing. Likewise, the chain tethering me to the floor keeps me from being able to reach any of the walls.

I am so thirsty, but my bladder is starting to fill too. I squat and piss. Fortunately my urine runs away from me, probably toward some sort of drain. Still, I can't help bu accidentally step in it. "Gross," I mutter aloud, "fucking gross."

Suddenly, the cellar floods with light, and the woman returns. She just kind of stares at me. I'm not sure what her game is, but I know that I do not want another caning. Finally, I speak, "excuse me Ma'am, but I think I can, ah, eat decently now."

(OOC Character's name is Cantrelle Farthing. You should have that courtesy of her parents)