That promise was slight consolation for Natasha, who was moved to a shower stall where she stood tied and ball-gagged, those prominent breasts thrusting through tautly patterned rope. The wide-eyed investigator moved carefully around the limited space on her bare feet and tried to free her wrists by rubbing them against a metal device. Dejected by her failure to loosen the knots, Natasha leaned wearily against the shower's glass door until her muffled calls for help brought a very surprised woman to release her.