Ashley was shaking with fear and humiliation now. Her athletic legs, which her captors had worried enough about to bind again and again, were wobbling like rubber. Her face was bright red. She grimaced as the rod was used to correct her posture, presenting her full womanly breasts and ass. "Oh, shit. Oh, shit, shit. This isn't happening. This isn't real." she muttered to herself as she was paraded around the preparation room in bonds, socks, cleats and shinguards. She sure wished she had something to guard the other parts of her anatomy!

"How the...I mean...reports from who? How many girls are here and...and...well..you'd better by me a new uniform when you're done with me!" Ashley was really just hoping she'd ever be released. She was traumatized by her capture, her humiliation and her impending rape. But the destruction of her clothes gave her something to wrap her mind around, something small that she could deal with and talk about as she awaited her time in the barn.