And, finally, the very last part of her saga of pain: The Aftermath.
While her crucifixion, and, by definition, her journey of torment, ended, that does not mean the three things which made her Amber (bondage, pain, and nudity) were cast aside. No, she neither deserved nor longed for anything of the sort.
Hence, her rest took form in her arms bound over her head and her legs kept close, with an instrument which brought her endless suffering hugging her:
Of course, since pain is now part of her, forever, it should come as no surprise that the whip was eventually removed from her and she received the closest thing she had to a relative comfort:
Regardless, what is Amber without pain? Nothing. That's what she is without pain.
To ensure that she will stay Amber, her legs are spread and clips are attached to the most sensitive parts of her womanhood: her nipples and her clit.
With this, her saga of pain finally came full circle. To be bound, displayed, and in pain is no longer merely her destiny, but the entirety of her existence. For Amber, who achieved enlightenment through pain, this is the fruit of her labor. And it always will be.