For her first few moments in the cellar, Ashley was too dizzy and blinded to do much of anything. She had just been carried in an actual sack and now she was being strapped to a table to be abused in all sorts of ways. Her body was still shining with sweat and her damp hair was plastered to her forehead in the front and quite tossled in the back. Her shorts had ridden up over her muscular thighs, now showing the bottom of her round ass cheeks and all of her muscular thighs. Less interestingly, her socks had also ridden down to reveal her shinguards and more of her shapely calves.

The first thing Ashley did when the gag came out of her mouth was to promptly vomit. The second thing she did was to tell the men capturing her what they already knew. "This is kidnapping. They're going to rape me. Don't you understand, this is rape? You have no right to do this. Let me go now and I promise I won't turn you in. I promise! Come on! This has gone too far already!" As Ashley protested, she screamed and cried, tears pouring down onto her vomit on the floor as her pretty eyes closed tightly. She was a pitiful, sobbing wreck. Eventually, her sobs and wails drowned out her attempts to speak and she was simply a shrieking, sobbing mass of human misery.