The two Chinese women completed drying her body with warm fluffy towels. The women proceeded to clean her rectum and vagina with a warm implement. Th...e next thing Candace knew they were covering her body with makeup so that her pale skin was a glistening tan. Her red hair had been washed and dried before putting it up on top of her head. Candace was let down from having her hands tied over head. The women moved her to the next area where her ankles were spread apart and clamped in place. Her. She had not acknowledged my presence in any way. She looked straight ahead and seemed engaged in her own thoughts.I wasn’t sure what options I had to approach her. She seemed to be at least twenty-five, a half-decade older than I was. The seconds were ticking by and I had nothing to say. Well, I had to come up with something, so I tried talking about my real situation.“I have had a lot of final exams to deal with this month, but I decided to take a break this afternoon.”That seemed really weak;. Her face was flush with anger. Oh shit, I had really messed upI thought as I tipped forward, thrown off balance by the force of hertug on my arm.Scrambling I unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down to my ankles."Panties too bitch!" she told me in a scornful voice. "Now bend overthe makeup table and if you move or utter one complaint I swear I willtake my hairbrush and beat your tender cheeks until they bleed!"I complied quickly, pulling down my panties but being careful not to wadup the maxi. I wasn't a physical kind of person before all this happened. I had never been a runner before this, but I'd heard that runners kind of zone out while they run and I desperately wanted to zone out, so I tried it. I didn't zone out, but there were lots of things to distract me, particularly if I ran during rush hour. That's when I started running to and from work, instead of driving my car. Rain or shine, cold or hot, it didn't matter to me. It was something to do that kept me from constantly.