Ashley was blindfolded before she was pulled from the table by several strong pairs of hands holding her still. A meaningless effort. She didn't have the energy or will to fight right now. Despite her complacency, she was still bound with plastic arm cuffs from the back and a ankle cuffs attached to each other with a chain too short for her to do anything but shuffle slowly forward. Blind, she was led down various halls and she suspected they backtracked to confuse her. Soon, however, she could hear the sounds of running water and she knew they reached their destination.

She expected to be freed from her vondage to shower, but instead she was pushed under a stream of hot water. Though the water felt nice, it couldn't seem to rinse away the feeling of her rapists touch against her skin, or the feelings inside of her aching pussy. She felt two people begin to wash her, one her hair, the other her body, and neither shy of getting in a grope or pinch just to hear her squeal. Too soon for the poor dancer's liking, she was pushed back out of the water and left to stand, naked, drenched, and shivering. when was left only for a minute before someone began to dry her off roughly. Listening as they worked, she could hear the man who fucked her and the girl from before.

She listened to the terrible things he said andnwas frightened. She had heard him before, about being sold or serving Eric, and given the choice between the two, she would have chosen death. But now, listening to him talk about how hard they would be used and a possiblity of how her life would end, Ashley felt tears stinging her eyes behind the blindfold.

Wanting to help the frightened girl, Ashley called out, "please, leave her alone! Haven't you done enough yet?!" She was rewarded with a smack from the person drying her for daring to speak out of line.