Claire at last

After about ten minutes of walking, the crowd slowly grew smaller until eventually it was only Jessica walking. The street was very run down and looked abandoned. "This must be it.." She told herself, turning her nose up at all the poverty that lurked around.

She spotted a stall that had a sign in big letter reading "Claire's mysterious deal". This was first time Jessica had seen that name since arriving, so she knew this must be her. She walked up to the stall and began to look around. The sexy reporter raised an eyebrow when she saw the paddling pool, the same one from the photo.

This was a good confirmation, but for all she knew it could be completely coincidental. "Can I help you?" A blonde older woman suddenly asked Jessica. "You must be Claire, I'm Jessica Johnson, I work for the DNN." Jessica introduced herself and held out her hand. "Huh, why is a reporter snooping around my stuff?" Claire asked her and folded her arms.

Jessica could already tell Claire was **** to say much. "I'm looking for someone, a client of mine says she's worried about her and I have tracked her here so far. Are you able to tell me why you have a paddling pool here? Seems a bit random." Jessica asked Claire, her journalism skills took effect. "I like to dip my feet in it, why are you really here?" Claire asked menacingly.

"Vanessa Sinclair, I saw a photo of her naked in this very pool, now if you tell me where she is now I will not involve you in the press and maybe you might get away with whatever you're doing to her." Jessica accused Claire, her patience had ran thin. "Woah woah, that's a very steep accusation, where the fuck is this photo then?" Claire responded angrily.

Jessica pulled out her phone and showed the picture to Claire. Jessica didn't notice the gulp Claire made when she saw the photo. After a pause, the woman finally spoke up. "Right, the only explanation I can give is this, there's this weird chick, everyday she runs around naked and for some reason lately she's been playing in my pool. I have cameras set up to catch her." Claire managed to save the issue, pointing at cameras on the corners of her stall.

Jessica took some notes and then looked around. "Okay, then why did you post this on your account?" Jessica asked her. "Oh that's simple, my camera caught her, automatically took a picture and I posted it privately for a couple of my colleagues to see it so they might deal with her. I know her name is Vanessa, but I had no idea it was THE Vanessa Sinclair!" Claire acted shocked as she argued her case.

Jessica was beginning to believe this woman, as it made no sense for the government to give Vanessa to her. "Okay, so she runs around naked, does nobody do something about it?" Jessica asked. "Everybody here knows she's being punished for something, I don't think you're from around here. In this place, you make a mistake or commit a crime... bad punishments await."

"So you think she's being punished? Surely she has a place to stay, somewhere she goes back to for more punishment?" Jessica asked Claire, still confused. "She's always visiting the Castle of humiliations, I'd start there." Claire responded, acting as if she was scared of the place. Jessica noted it down and nodded her head. "Thank you Claire, what you have told me has given me alot of info to work on, do not worry you're not in any trouble, thank you for being honest with me." Jessica shook Claire's hand and walked out of her stall.

"So Vanessa was sent here for her sentence, to this castle of humiliations, and they've obviously made her run around without clothes on, and she's terrorised these poor people for it, this place is fucking evil..." Jessica muttered to herself, she was beginning to discover the dark secrets lurking within the carnival...