She flinched as he hit her over the cheek, ordering her sniveling to be staunched. She sniffed and stifled any more from erupting through her nose. This was her life now. To be the plaything and punching bag of this monster. All she had known were monsters, her mother had abandoned her to his world of monsters. But he might be the worst.
He got off her and she slowly got herself shakily to her feet as he commanded her to follow. She hung her head and padded after him. She was too weak and hungry to run, she had been stupid to even try before. She slunk as quickly as she could muster after him, her eye lingering on the fox behind her, and trying to find the winged companion of his that had struck her face. She couldn't get much of a look around though, her eye was swelling shut from the trauma of the wound above it and her vision in that eye was difficult through the blood.
As Flare's slave, he has full permission to do what he likes with her and enter any of Demelza's threads.