Black Lilly Pads (Villain Tsuyu X AFAB Reader

The First Part

Reader's POV

I'm trapped in a box. 

Well, not exactly a box. More of a shipping crate. Yeah, let's guess it's a shipping crate. The floor is cold and hard, my h/l hair is mess. My eye's are red from lack of sleep and crying, they hurt a lot. I'm not the only one in this crate. There's a boy a few years older than me, many bruises on his pale skin. A woman in about her mid forties, she looks like a mother. A little girl, with red marks all along her delicate arms. I have no idea how long we've all been in here, but it's been a while. No food, no water, nothing. But about three days ago, I woke up, tied to a chair, with no idea where I was. 

There were men in that room, watching my every move. They smiled at me with these awful grins as I struggled. I hated it, but I couldn't do anything. They made me drink a strange liquid, and when I woke up again, I was here. 

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Eventually we arrive somewhere. I know we've stopped because I feel less sick. And then through the opening of the crate I see sunlight. Warm, wonderful sunlight. A few men come in, less intimidating then the one's before. I am grabbed by the tallest one. He doesn't speak, he just gives me an authoritative nod.

The men take us all small green room with a few women inside. "Lucy darling," the tall one says, and a short, brown haired woman turns around, "get them ready for show time ok?"

The Lucy woman gives him a death stare. "Sure, whatever, but don't call me darlin!" she says to him as he leaves, sticking out her middle finger out once his back is turned. Lucy signals the other women on to the other people from the crate, the places a hand on my shoulder. "Ok honey, we gotta get ya all dressed up don't we?" she says, staring at me for a minute, "right, honey could ya sit down for me eh?".

She seats me on a couch, I don't resist. Lucy begins to bush out me hair, and she's not holding back, attacking me with the brush. It hurts like hell, but I don't say anything. She leaves the room for a second and comes back with a pile of clothes. "Put these on for me, k?" she says, I look for somewhere to privately change, "I don't 'ave all day,". I realise I'm going to have to get changed right here.

I undress, reluctantly, and stare at what I've been given. Oh god, f*cking frilly black panties. A very short black skirt with a slit. A deep green crop top that covers my chest, I fact, I think it's enhanced the size. I look so, sl*tty. 

Lucy's gotten out a make up bag and begins to paint my face. Foundation, concealer, powder, highlighter, contour, blush. She shadows my eyelids a pale green, painting my lips a pillar box red. 

She stares at me, proud of herself, smiling. "You can relax and wait for now honey," Lucy says to me. I nod and she goes to talk to one of the women.

 All I can think of is, wait for what?