Zackquarius unlocked the main chain from the bolt at the foot of the bed and gathered it up in his hands. "Alright, Princess, let's go," he directed. The three of them entered a spacious bath with a small vanity and curtained shower. He gestured for Zia to sit on the toilet lid. She immediately took note of another chain bolted to the bottom of the wall just to the left of the shower entrance. She had a feeling she was hardly the only person to have found themselves in this situation in this room before. Zack bent down before her while Phil stood, obviously monitoring the situation. He pushed the cuff she already had on her left ankle upwards in order to lock on the new single ankle shackle. "This one's not padded, sorry," he apologized. "But it's just for in here and it's water resistant." He took a key out of his pocket and placed it on the floor within her reach. "This will unlock everything else. When you're done, you need to replace the full restraints and give us a holler and then we'll repeat the process backwards. And," he gave her a little twinkle of his eye, "then I'll be taking that key back." Zack stood and pointed to the back corner of the room with a small cabinet and a hamper. "There are fresh clothes for you in there. Put the old ones in the hamper. When you come out, food will likely be here or at least arriving shortly."
"See you in a bit, ok?" Phil asked her, confirming.
"Ok," she answered. The two men turned and left. Zia blinked her eyes once, let out a deep breath, followed by a sigh and then remembered how badly she needed to pee. She stood enough to lift the lid and pull down her pants. That need taken care of, even though her abdominal muscles were still protesting a bit at her, she pulled her pants back up enough to be functional and re-sat on the toilet lid to remove the restraints. Once she was free of everything but the new cuff, she pulled her clothes off, tossing items towards the hamper. She missed with nearly everything, but she'd worry about that later. She left her pants and underwear hanging on the chain, tucking the undies to hide them inside the pants, because, well, what else was she supposed to do? She figured she was going to have a similar issue when she went to redress. Placing her glasses on the countertop, she turned to the shower. She almost forgot that Ken had said that the camera angles only didn't cover the toilet and the shower but remembered at the last second, grabbing a towel to cover herself for the short shuffle to the waiting shower. Regardless she had probably just given someone a quick show. She hoped that that someone was Phil or at the very least Zack but given her recent luck that was likely not the case.
She turned the water on, waiting till it adjusted to the desired temp and slipped inside, dropping the towel to the floor as she entered. She stood under the stream for a few minutes, eyes closed, allowing the warm water to massage her back. She was a bit sore but she'd been worse. After a few minutes she came to the awareness that she really did need to get clean and opened her eyes. On the built shelves were two little travel bottles and a bar of soap on a holder. She popped open what appeared to be the shampoo and got to it. It wasn't until she picked up the bar of soap that she made the connection. Everything seemed to be the brands she routinely used. They couldn't know that, could they?
A second later, she let out a little gasp and the first tear fell.