Her name was Alend.
They entered Astric's dwelling. It was quite spartan. Elm knew what would be coming that night and looked around to get an idea of what she was in for. Her eyes soon fell on the punishment area. All Heruli dwellings had some space set aside for the Master to exert his will over his slave. Astric had equipped himself with a set of whips of different sizes. There were two chains hanging from the ceiling with clasps at the end, just the right size to match the rings in the wrist and ankle cuffs that every Heruli slave wore at all times. There were also two short chains in the floor just below. He obviously favoured having his slave standing with arms and legs stretched out wide. This was usually thought of as the way a stricter Master liked it. The kinder ones would use a bench on which the slave was laid down and chained so she was more comfortable.
It wasn't until now that Elm noticed that Alend was also fitted out with identical restraints. She was overcome with a pang of jealousy. The whips and chains that Astric had installed were going to be shared between the two of them.
But there wasn't much time for thinking. Astric, still with cuts and bruises from the game and obviously still wound up and excited was getting ready. And he obviously already knew exactly what he wanted to do.