You are taken somewhere else and tied up.

Lily's vision came back into focus revealing that while she had slept she'd been taken to some kind of bedroom. Everything was decorated like some kind of child's room from pastel colors to the canopy four post bed. However, the true purpose of the room was revealed by the large assortment of 'toys' available ranging from massive dildos to chains and rope. Lily's wrists were bound to the oak headboard while her mouth was gagged with a bright pink ball gag. Whatever Ashley Vanderbilt had been kidnapped for was now Lily's fate instead.

At the foot of the bed a man patiently sat waiting. He noticed her slight movements and open eyes and nodded to himself pulling the gag out of her mouth, so she could speak. Pointing at her, he began to explain the situation in greater detail, "Ms. Vanderbilt no doubt you are starting to realize just what your predicament is right now. We have plans for you, big plans. To begin, we're going to break you in slowly here until your will is shattered, and you are nothing more than a cum slut begging for cock in your soon to be gaping cunt. You'll become a whore here at this establishment, filmed, fucked, and used until you're worthless and then sold into slavery."

Lily shuddered at the thought of all that was being said. She wasn't Ashley Vanderbilt and didn't deserve this fate.

"We already know just how much of a slut you are fucking every boy that comes your way, so lets get down to business," He said leaning over her menacingly. Using his hands, he hiked the skirt of the dress up around her waist exposing her white panties to his view. "Oh ho? What is this? A little bell eh? You are such a dirty whore."

"Please wait! Don't do this! You musn't! I'm a virgin! I'm not Ashley Vanderbilt. I'm Lily Dupoit," Lily blurted out now vainly hoping that this would make the man let her go.