So, then... So, pretty much what you imagined. Anything you can think of, he'd do. I'm in one piece because I was supposed to stay sexy for him until I wore out. Making me sick was supposed to be a failsafe. They didn't think I'd be able to get the medicine if I ran.

Only, when it wasn't just that, it was... [It was things that are both humiliating and intensely painful to remember, judging by the way he flushes and curls in on himself.]

I-- He'd have his cronies around, and he'd make me-- dress up and play servant, b-but I'd be all... a-all f-f-fucked up from whatever he'd done before, and I w-wasn't allowed to mess up. I was never allowed to say no or mess up, then or e-ever! If I did, he'd-- Every time, s-someone else, in front of me...

[That's the worst part. What he went through himself was ruinous, of course. But it was having his missteps punished with the lives of people who relied on him that's broken him the most. He's held up til now, but at this point he can't help breaking down into tears that he tries to hide in his hands.]

S-Sometimes... If I g-groveled enough he wouldn't kill them that day. B-But usually-- And they'd have to see me trying-- I-I really was gonna get married, Mikado! But she-- I-I dropped a wineglass--