𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 - 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘱𝘯

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘟𝘝𝘐𝘐𝘐

𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐂

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 (𝟐/𝟐)
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"This seems good enough." you say, placing your hands on your hips as you survey the securely tied rope connecting the man's room to the empty one. "He won't be going anywhere now."

Just as you're about to take a moment to relax, Gilda's voice breaks through the silence. "Hey, Y/n!" she calls out, catching your attention.

You turn around to find Gilda, Anna, Emma, and the other children standing there. Gilda's smiles, "I think it's time for us girls to take a bath now."

A wave of relief washes over you at the thought of a relaxing bath. You nod your head, turning your body towards the direction of the showers. "A bath sounds nice." you reply, joining the group as you all make your way towards the showers.

Yvette and Alicia burst into the room, their footsteps echoing off the tiled floor. They make a beeline for the large bathtub that dominates the end of the room, their hands reaching out in unison to turn on the water. The sound of rushing water fills the air as the tub starts to fill, steam rising from the surface.

You turn around, catching sight of the boys who have already showered, now busily preparing dinner. You reach out, taking hold of the two door handles and gently pull them closed, ensuring a private space for all of you.

"Look at these clean clothes!" Gilda's voice rings out, filled with delight. Her eyes are wide as she takes in the sight of the many clothes that have been hung up just for you. "Let's put our clothes in here," she suggests, gesturing to a nearby basket, "and we'll put them to wash tomorrow." Without any hesitation, she begins to remove her clothes.

Taking her lead, you walk over to the other side of the room. You position yourself so that your back is to the others, to hide yourself from them. Slowly, you begin to remove your clothes, the fabric slipping away to reveal the skin beneath.

Inhaling deeply, you step cautiously into the open showers, a sense of vulnerability washing over you as you instinctively cross your arms over your chest.

"This feels good." you hear your Gilda sigh contentedly from the bath nearby, her voice echoing softly in the tiled room. Her words seem to draw the other girls in, one by one. Emma, Anna, and the rest, each settling into the bath with soft sighs of their own, their bodies relaxing into the warm water.

Your gaze lifts to the showerhead above you. You reach out, your fingers brushing against the cool metal of the faucet before you turn it on. There's a momentary pause, a heartbeat of anticipation, before the water comes rushing out.

Hot water, hotter than you expected, hits your skin. The droplets cascade down your body, tracing the curves and lines of your figure, warming you from the outside in.

Steam begins to rise, surrounding you in a comforting blanket of warmth and comfort. The world outside the showers fades into insignificance, replaced by the steady rhythm of water against tile, the soft murmur of the other girls voices, and the soothing warmth enveloping you.

"Y/n, why don't you come join us?" Emma's voice calls out, her arms crossed over the edge of the bathtub as she looks over at you.