Chloris watched Katie, barely restraining her own tears as the young woman cried.  She had been brutalized, her innocence robbed from her by these bastards.  Chloris, while hardly enjoying her experience, had at least experienced sex before the right way, with a lover and not a creep.<br/><br/>She closed the shower after she stepped within, but the doors being clear glass did not hide anything they did from the gawking men.<br/><br/>She shivered at the touch of the soapy loofah on her back.  After the harsh treatment by the men, Katie's soft touch was a welcome respite.<br/><br/>She turned slowly, with a glance to the men, and leaned in to Katie, pressing herself close to her and gently taking the loofah from her hands.  Wrapping her arms around her she began to run the loofah down Katie's back as she pressed her face against Katie's.  To the men it looked like she was getting into the shower scene idea.  In fact, with her face close to Katie's, and Katie's hair obscuring both of their faces, she began to whisper seriously to the younger woman.<br/><br/>"Of course there is a way out.  Several.  Basement, there is a fake wall, keyed to my biometrics.  First floor kitchen, a fake panel under a countertop, it isn't locked but it is well hidden.  It leads to a tunnel ending a quarter mile from here, and a secret and locked trap door."<br/><br/>She paused a moment, pulling back with a fake look of ecstasy on her face.  Continuing to take charge, she gently turned Katie around, and pressed herself against her back, still with the loofah, and began to run it down her front.  She also leaned in, her face on the other side of Katie's so the men could still not see her lips.<br/><br/>"I've long feared something like this.  There's a taser in my chest-of-drawers, and the plants that got you I can control.  The problem with everything is ... getting to them.  These bastards will hurt you, badly, if we try anything, and I ... I can't allow that."