Your leaders intend to send a message to your rival clan, the Shiratsume. Your orders were clear: hurt her, mark her, make it clear to her mother, leader of the Shiratsume Clan, that they, like her, are vulnerable, but do NOT kill her. When she is ready return her, without being caught to her home.
The two men guarding the room step aside and you enter the room. Along with the woman, Yukiko, you see a small window in the back that cast moon light into the room, revealing a table against the wall. Above & upon the table are various devices made for torture both sexual & physical.
She doesn't bother to look up, her wrist bound together by rope and raised above her. Her nude, slender form shimmered in the dim light, covered in sweat, bruises, and the markings of past beatings. Her black hair had been unceremoniously cut short, her mouth hung open, chest falling in slow, steady, shallow breathes. Her legs were kept spread by a bamboo pole fastened by ropes to her ankles, her toes tracing inches from the floor.