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The door swings open and the two models return. They look very different! The brunnette is wearing a red one-piece swimsuit, a Zorro style eye-mask and a short black cloak. The swimsuit is cut high at the leg and low at the breast and leaves little to the imagination. The man is wearing a tight fitting grey outfit with a black cloak and mask. Nathalie goggles at the bulge in his tight leggings - that guy is packing, she thinks, strangely excited despite her fear.

Miss Wilson also looks flushed. She plays with her black hair absently. "Lovely, lovely..." She says. Nathalie notices how her former teacher's own eyes drift down to the bulge at the front of the man's costume.

"I read the script, but I wasn't clear about my motivation..." the brunnette begins in a whiny voice.

Miss Wilson rolls her eyes and cuts her off. "What's to understand? Just say the lines and you'll be fine. Ready to roll when you are."

Nathalie, hidden in the cupbard, allows herself to slide into a sitting position. She checks her phone - 5.30pm, and one message from Adam. She opens the message and finds an picture of a red ballgag with leather straps and the caption "ready to quit yet, little girl?"

No bloody way, she thinks grimly. 5.30 is still early. She'd be out of here in a couple of hours and then she could head straight to Rocko's to get a pair of his girlfriend's panties and complete the mission. And then Adam is going to find out what it's like to get shafted!

A dull thump distracts her. The two models are playing out their scene. The female model is a villainess who has stolen some kind of diamond, and the man is a superhero who has somehow managed to track her down. The villainess has currently gotten the upper hand, and the poor hero is being tied over the table and in preparation for a strapping with a belt.

"This is for all the times you've captured me!" the brunnette is saying. "I'm going to make you cry!"

Miss Wilson is taking photos on her expensive camera, ducking in and out of the set to get closeups but always out of sight of at least one of the cameras.

Nathalie checks her watch. 6.15.

The superhero takes his whipping, but eventually breaks free. There is another struggle. In the end the villainess is captured and pulled over the superhero's knee for a **** spanking.

Come on, come on! Nathalie thinks. Let's get this over with!

"Harder," says Miss Wilson. "Spank her harder."

Eventually the film concludes with the humiliated villainess in handcuffs being led out of the room. There was no actual nudity in the film, which annoys Nathalie slightly. One of the few upsides to being trapped in the cupboard was that she'd expected to see the hero's massive cock, and she'd been denied.

"Great, great," Miss Wilson says absently, looking at the outtakes. "Hazel dear, you're done. Have a shower, get dressed, and go home. The agency will sort your cash out in the morning. Frank, we need to do some... some promo stills, so could you stick around please."

Miss Wilson is clearly lying. She blushes. Frank grins broadly. "Sure thing, boss," he says mockingly. "Promo stills."

The three of them make their way out of the room.

Thank fuck! Nathalie thinks, spilling out of the cupboard. Her legs are stiff from the time she spent cooped up in there, and she stretches thankfully. She checks her phone; 6.45 and a new picture message. This time it is a set of black bind ropes and the message "quit now and maybe I'll be nice to you."

Little bastard, she thinks. Needs bringing down a peg or two. After a moment's hesitation, she texts Cassie. "Hey Cassie, sorry about the hairbrush earlier. It's on the table in Adam's room, please take it whenever you like." Take that! she thinks mischievously. If Cassie walks in on Adam wearing her old school uniform it will be so embarrassing for him!

She slips her phone back into her bra, where she is keeping it since her bag remains at Adam's house.

She starts creeping up the stairs to the door. 6.50 - it is definitely time to get out of here.

But then, suddenly, the door swings wide open and the cellar fills with light.

"I'll be right with you, I just need to get my wallet" the man in the superhero outfit is saying.

Then sees poor Nathalie standing before him on the stairs, looking scared like a rabbit in the headlights. He pauses in surprise, and then casts an eye down at Nathalie's short black skirt and smooth legs.

The bulge in his costume stiffens.

"Well, well, well," he says, slowly grinning. "What do we have here?"