[SRuiz]

There was nothing worse than what she already had done to him. If he stayed, he was practically oppressed, treated like some animal no less. The young male had a life to get back to which did not include whatever Christine wanted. Of course he was going to get out. When he was certain she was well away, he slipped out the binding that held him. He fell over on the soft floor, noticing the gut that appeared from their little incident. A hand lightly touched his face, staring in a mirror at the mark. He picked up his pants, holding the car keys inside as unlike last time, she left the door open. Perhaps she was planning on him to slip out? His blue eyes glanced at the window instead, seeing a few cars from last night still present. He slipped out the window, finding his way to the soft grass below when he determined the best course down the mansion. He got in his car quietly, locking the doors as he placed the key inside the ignition.

Their Mother was sitting up in the room, watching as some of their children brought their willing and "willing" guests.