The Transported (Wo)man

"I'm not done with you just yet, little missy."

She frees Kayla from the chair and rips the remains of her clothing off.
The beaten and scared woman doesn't resist as her hands are taped together in front of her and she's left kneeling on the floor.

"If you make this easy, your punishment will be nicer later and you'll get your clothes back.
I mean, except for your underwear- I like trophies. Understood?"

Kayla nods nervously.

She goes to the Closet and takes out a large suitcase.
She tosses a few bits of clothing into the closet and comes back with the case.

She sets it down and tells Kayla to get into it.

The Reporter nervously obeys stepping in and getting placed on her side.
The Dominatrix positions her just the way she needs to...

"You don't want anyone to see you like this, do you?"
Kayla shakes her head (as much as she can).
"I thought not. So don't make any noise and this will all end well for you.
Got it?"
Kayla nods again.

The Dominatrix closes the suitcase and smiles, zipping it up.

She turns it on its side and prepares to go.