She comes to her senses tied up

Alessandra's eyes flatter, uncertain of how long she was out. She senses that she is moving and feels a discomfort. But her training kicks in and tries to take all information in before she does anything.

“One of the goons, probably big-goon is carrying me”, she thinks, “and both my wrists and ankles are tied.”

“And the goon found it 'convenient' to hold me over his shoulder, with his hand on my crotch.”

She pretends to moan and slowly opens her eyes to see another goon, taser-goon, following the one carrying her a little off to the side. From the large bulge on his pants it is obvious what he is thinking.

They are climbing some stairs now, and Alessandra senses light ahead of her.

As they approach a door, she hears a voice moaning, “Oh, yes Alice! Work the shaft you dirty, dirty girl!”