With a sigh, Lady Alcina rolls off of him and stands up, stretching lazily. "Better?" she asks, her tone dripping with mock sincerity. "Feel better now that I've taken care of you?"

Isaac lies there on the bed, bloody and broken. His body aches from the assault it's endured tonight, but he knows that tomorrow will bring another round of pain and humiliation.

Lady Alcina picks up his severed genitalia and inspects them with a mixture of disgust and amusement before tossing them aside. "Now then," she says, straightening her robe, "I believe I have some other matters to attend to." With that, she turns on her heel and leaves the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

Isaac lies there for a long while, staring up at the ceiling. He wonders if it was worth it, trying to escape from this place...