She goes to service the guests in the common room.

'Huh... I guess automated bum-washer isn't the worst... I mean, how many people can say they got that?
Very true a bright spot in... the fuck are you smoking? Is that really what you want to fucking focus on when he's told you you'll get sodomized for 12 hours a day, 6 days a week?
Oh, it said pling, I guess I'm all done and clean as a whistle... and shut up, I'm trying for glass half full here, stop trying to tip it over!
Hrmf'

Sliding of her seat, Kara takes a few hesitant steps before looking around a bit.
'And before you say I'm going to my own slaughter or something, I don't know this house, or where it is, I don't think disobeying is a good idea right now.
I would prefer to scout a bit... but yeah, it does seem rather risky right now'
Casting a final glance a the other doorways, she turns and heads directly towards the green arch.

Meanwhile in the security room, Adam and Sporus sit next to a bank of monitors, watching as Kara walks into the common area.

"Well, I had a feeling she'd obey, but I'll admit I wasn't entirely sure." Adam says as he holds out his hand towards Sporus until he places a small stack of bills in it.
"You win this time Sir, and yes she's seemed mostly very compliant, no wonder she's a bit broken really if she was awake for her trip, but I still say there's a hint of a buried spark in there that will come out sooner or later."

Pressing a button to swap the main monitor to show a view of the archway from inside the common room Adam leans back in his chair.
"You know, I was a bit skeptical at first, with removing much of the personal touch and going for this whole automation thing you suggested." he trails of, just staring at the woman shuffling on the screen and every now and then bending over to spread her cheeks at any man who gave her any attention.
Shaking his head for a moment and turning towards Sporus he continues "But besides making it easier to keep everything going, this level of unfeeling automation and the levels of dehumanization and objectification it has engendered has had an amazing effect on the breaking and training of new girls. I mean, it's astonishing how they quickly fall into the routines and start accepting being treated as a thing."

"I read some research on the effect of high levels of dehumanization on the victims, it seemed like it might be useful for us, and I'm glad I was right. Considering it was commissioned by the people who handled her capture and shipping I guess you could even call it peer reviewed and replicated now."

"Ah, look at our new acquisition, she's gotten the amorous attentions of our fat neighbor. Poor girl, I think he must have her weight again in belly-fat resting on her back at the moment." Adam chuckles as he zoomes in and saves an image for the catalogue.

"Maybe now would be a good time to send over the Americans? She'll be disgusted by what she's had to do and be more amenable to their offer of freedom?"

After a few moments of silence, Adam nods at Sporus suggestion "Make it so."

'Ugh... this fat bastard... ah... weighs a ton... uh... maybe if I try to squeeze him... aah... a bit, he'll come faster.... oh.. maybe.
Rao, I don't want to live in your head anymore... wake me when it's over...
Coward.'
After a veritable eternity of sweaty humping, Kara's attempts at milking him seems to have worked, or maybe he just reached the end, either way he comes in her ass with a self satisfied grunt.
'Yay, all done and- let go of my hair! What are you... wait, you're using my hair to clean your cock, that was up my ass you.. you... Argh!'

As the fat old man starts to waddle his way towards an exit Kara stays bent over, too focused on trying to stare him to **** to even think about standing up.

After a few moments of intense staring she finally stands up and turns toward the archway she entered through, as she starts heading back to her station the sound of a familiar accent stops her
"That was one fat fuck, he had good taste though." turning around she sees a 30 something blonde guy in desert camouflage uniform walking towards her.
Two other uniformed men are walking with him, a tall one that reminds her a bit of an older James and a dark haired bear of a man who's intimidating visage is belied by the huge smile that's plastered on his face.
"Mhmm, that's a veritable girl next door playmate right there, I call dibs" the tall one says, earning a frown from the big guy.

The mini-mountain looks Kara in the eyes "Hey now, I'm all for appreciating the female form Brooks, especially in such a fetching package, but with all those shackles and gag and all, I'm not sure I believe that she's here by choice."

The blonde guy nudges his tall companion "You hear that Brooks, he's been so sheltered he hasn't realized american women only care about your wallet"
"Shut the fuck up Fenton, you're an asshole and I agree with McCann, this looks shady as shit."

McCann walks over to Kara and crouches down, trying not to look too intimidating "So girl, you look like you might need a spot of rescuing. Can you answer a question for me? Nod your head for yes and just stay still and stare at me if you can't or won't"

'Oh Rao, if... if they can get me out of here, if they can get me home... '
After a moment of hesitation she starts nodding up and down real fast

He smiles at her, keeping his eyes on her face "Good good, now here's the question, if you're here to play out some fantasy or earn some money, nod your head. However, if you're here against your will in any way shape or form, and want us to get you the hell out of here, shake your head"