She makes it there without any trouble.

Tory the Dominatrix is pretty well-known around town.
As such, nobody is really all that inclined to bother her.

That means that her trip with a large, sometimes-shaking bag down the street to her Dungeon is made without interruption or questions asked.
I mean, would you?

She's able to get inside and take her 'package' down into a private room.

The bag is finally unzipped and Kayla is freed...in the relative sense of the word.

She's brusquely deposited on the ground and the bag is moved away.

Tory returns and turns Kayla over, down on her knees with her face down.

"I have a client. You can listen through the speakers, but you can't watch. Understood?"
Kayla nods.
"Be a good **** and I'll be nice. I...can...be...nice..."

She punctuates each word with a spank on her ass.

"...if I want to," she finishes, switching to fingering the Reporter.

She gets up and leaves.