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It was difficult to say how long the torture this time took, because Sam passed out almost immediately. But unfortunately Goa'uld and Jaffa aren't known for their compassion and smoochy nature so they had a sarcophagus "magically" appear. It was almost funny if Sam hadn't been in so much pain and agony. All she ever wanted was to get of that godforsaken piece op rock and into space where all the adventure was. Now she finally was living and working between de stars and the first time they stepped through the gate they literally stepped into a snake pit.
'On your feet piece of filth', a loud, booming voice is ringing in Sam's ear. She noticed that she had dozed off during the torture. They unbind her and unceremoniously drag her of the chair-like construction and into the hallway. Sam is surprised when she isn't tossed back into her cell but this time she is taken to a room with a large, steaming hot bad in the middle and a few female slaves waiting anxiously in the corner. The guards drop the woman onto the ground and stomp their way back into the hallway. 'Make sure she is washed clothed properly. She is then to be taken to Lord Heka for inspection'. With those words what little pride and defiance Sam had left started to waver and disappear. There aren't many reason when female prisoners are being bathed and paraded about like a price mare. It's either for whoring of implantation with a symbiote and neither look appealing to Sam. She is jolted into movement when a pair of soft hands are touching her shoulder. The female slaves says something in a language she doesn't understand and gestures towards the warm water. Her clothes are being removed and she is led towards the water with a small nudge.
She must admit it. The water feels awesome and warm and she lets herself slip underneath it's surface. Hoe easy would it be for her to just stay there until she runs out of air and just let herself die. Not that it would matter much because they have a damned sarcophagus. With that experience still fresh in her mind she pushes off from the bottom op de large bath and takes a deep breath when she breaches the surface. The slaves around her are looking relieved and she can imagine that they will be punished as well as she decides to drown herself. They start to wash her with soap that smells like flowers and if she closes her eyes she can almost fathom she is somewhere in a fancy spa on Earth and there will be champagne and snacks waiting for her. Soon, however, she realizes that the online thing that will be waiting for her is a smug, arrogant and distasteful Goa'uld.
She is being dressed in clothes that are designed to charm a traitorous snake and they don't leave much left for the imagination. Sam looks at herself in the mirror and she has to have some respect for the other slaves. Though it's obvious that some of the women are jealous of her because of the "amazing" chance she had they are left behind as regular slaves. The other woman who definitely is in charge has her draped in a tiny, slim fitting dark blue dress and a blue headband. It makes her own blue eyes pop out even more. Her wrists and neck are covered in old bracelets and necklaces and she can't help but vaguely feel beautiful deep down. When the door opens, however, that feeling is replaced with dread as she now is being marched towards her destiny and apparent doom.
