Two rescuers arrive!

With a 'beep', the door to the hotel room unlocks.

You see two burly men in smart suits, and wearing leather gloves. They give the timid bellhop behind him back his master key card, and then shoo him away.

Entering the room, one of them checks his phone.

"The brunette with the glasses." He says, and the other man gets to work releasing Natasha's bondage.

"This is your ****-Me-Not rescue service. Sorry we took so long, despite your premium priority membership, but incidents have been way higher than usual today. Some folks set up a pop-up fuckbooth shack not five minutes from here, and have just been grabbing every young woman they can find, right off the street."

The man then looks at you, and back to his phone.

"Sorry Miss, but it looks like your subscription expired earlier today and automative renewal wasn't enabled. It's easy to renew, just open the app, click renew, and we'll have your protection up and running in no time. Until then, we can't rescue you."

"That's probably why you were both assaulted in the first place." The man untying Natasha comments. "More and more men who can afford it are subscribing to the Fresh Meat tracker app. It alerts them when women who were subscribed to a private **** rescue service until recently, but are now unprotected, are nearby. The guy who did this to you was probably in the lobby when you entered the hotel, and got an alert, and then followed you to see which room you went into."

"Fucking idiot!" Natasha spits as soon as the tape is off her mouth. "You disabled automatic renewal and let your **** protection lapse? Are you insane?! Given the work we do, it's just inexcusable. You can bet your money that I'll be informing the higher-ups about this."

You're still gagged, so all you can do is moan.

"I could free you right now, couldn't I?" Natasha says, flexing her wrists, after she's completely free. "But I won't. Because you have just ROYALLY fucked up our day. And I'm fucking done with you.

"So. After you enjoy whatever that man has planned for you, RENEW YOUR FUCKING SUBSCRIPTION, and then work out what you're going to say to the Big Man when he asks you why today went south."

And then Natasha, and the two men, leave you alone, still gagged and bound to the chair.