Though it was now just about dusk, the house the driver was now idling in front of was quite obviously Ashley's Kentucky home."Yeah... yea, this is th... place," Natalie replied. We both opened our doors and got out, digging our stuff out from the trunk of the cab. Setting it on the ground, Natalie went in towards the house while I fished in my pocket for the money for the driver. As she walked past, the driver startled us both by grabbing hold of Natalie's wrist.Natalie looked a little. He picked her up and sat her in a chair, handcuffing her wrists to the arms and cuffed her ankles yo the legs. A metal hook ensnared her nostrils and tied at the end was a piece rope that was pulled over her head and tied to the back of the chair. Her head was now yanked fully back and a spider gag forced her mouth open. She was scared out of her mind about what this monster was going to do to her.The man set up cameras on both sides of Zendaya and one in front of her. A few minutes later three. ...She wasn't sure how long she had zoned out before snapping out of it,but the water was getting cooler. She needed to wash this damned makeupoff, and she scrubbed until it became too cold to handle anymore. Shewas shivering as she turned the water off, hoping that she did a goodenough job. Her nipples had become extremely hard and sensitive overthe last few minutes.After grabbing a large fluffy towel, she began rubbing it all over asshe normally world. A pass over her chest was too much to. They sat and discussed the assignment, how they thought the report should proceed. They sat next to each other. Summer dictated from Clarissa’s bed while Clarissa sat at her computer and typed and judiciously proofed the report. In an hour, thanks mostly to Clarissa’s preparations, they were done. They stretched and yawned. “That went better than I thought it would,” said Clarissa. Summer agreed. “We make a pretty good team,” she said. Clarissa had to agree with that. The writing of the report.