"Good idea. If we keep this up any longer, I'll be back on top of you and we'll be busy for another few hours." He chuckles, before tossing her some overalls to replace her tattered outfit, and leads her to the main chamber, where she spotted the wolf and scarab insignia.
"That was an...unorthodox...negotiation." Natasha's partner sighs.
When she put on the overalls Kelly noted that there was no crotch, causing her pussy and ass to be exposed. She shot Michael a disapproving look to which he just smirked, but she said nothing. On the walk to the main chamber Kelly debated with herself before asking, "I don't suppose you'd be kind enough to have someone wash and return my clothes? And let me at least write a message to my companions? I expect they'll be getting concerned about my absence. If I'm going to be here a while, I should let them know."
Natasha was happy to finally leave the stage, ewen if these people are long gone it wasn't something what she like to show.
Reading through the info, it was all pretty impressive from an engineering standpoint where most of the world lacked proper education. Of course, she had heard of the construction of the pyramids in school, many times already, but there was always more about architecture to learn.
"Not much point in washing that ruined blouse. Maybe we should just buy you a new outfit? A school uniform or a French maid dress? Or maybe another slutty teacher getup like you were wearing?" He grins, before passing her some paper. "Sure, write what you need. We're not keeping you prisoner, after all."
"That's what I've been hired to do." He nods. "The entrance to the city is deep in the desert, so be prepared. We've brought much water, but it takes its toll on even the sturdiest." He smiles. "I'm Hasham."
"Your father told me to see to all your needs as I would see to his, so that's what I do. Well, not all of them..." Nadia says proudly, mumbling the last part inaudibly. "It's a balanced meal that will suit your tastebuds and make sure you keep your beauty." She bows, before exiting.
"Natasha." She said giving her hand forgetting that in ancient times people not giving their hands.
Kelly rolled her eyes at Michael's suggestions. A new outfit did sound nice, but none of those options sounded good. "Just... a suitable change of clothes." she countered.
A thug takes the note, heading out.
"Rest up, you earned it." Kaneda dismisses Mori. "I'll send you the details later." The phone stays silent until Mori's gotten home, and the fat man thinks that his 'ojou-chan' is avoiding him, until a single text comes through. I hate you.
"Ready to go?" Vladimir kisses her hand, as she steps onto the private runway. "Next stop, Egypt." He welcomes her on board his plane.
"Oh, it's on the house, sir." Vicky smiles, before heading off to serve the blonde.
The bathroom, Dylan notices, is big enough to hold both of them, though it would be very cramped.
Giddy at the discovery, Kelly paused in reflection. A dark, humiliating, part of her held her in restraint. She was getting closer to Max and the end of this ordeal. But did she really want her ordeal to end?...
