Madison thought to fight, to put up a struggle and make the men put in some effort. She did have her feet, but the sense of defeat reclaimed her. Already she was handcuffed and chained to the wall, stripped and pleasures into complete embarrassment. Not a muscle moved as the middle eastern man worked to clip the chain to her, much heavier than the one that connected her to the wall. Next were her hands which were being bent and pulled further up her back until they'd almost snap. "You're hurting me! Where the hell are you taking me?"