Only a Player's Game

2.

As I begin to wake up, I can't see anything. I try to move my hands. It failed, horribly. They seem to be wrapped in rope. My mouth seems to be the only thing that is uncovered. "Can someone please tell me where I am?" I ask. I wait for a few minutes. No answer. Shit. I'm by myself.

About an hour has passed and I'm still sitting wherever the hell I am, tied up. Then, all of a sudden the vehicle stopped and it threw me forward. I heard a loud bang and someone's hands grab at my waist. "Please, don't scream. If you try to do anything to get away, I will have to hurt you. And I'm guessing you don't want that either." The deep voice says again. Why can't I figure out where I've heard it before?

  The person stands me up and helps me out of the vehicle. He doesn't do this very kindly. Then, he lets go. So I'm standing there in silence not able to see a thing. I can't move my hands. Then I feel someone standing behind me. "This one, this one has a spectacular body. She's perfect. Once we get her cleaned up we should be able to start." I hear the person say but it's a different voice from the last. "I thought so, I'll have Michael and Louis get her cleaned up." The first voice says. "Harry, I hate to admit this but you have damn good taste in women." The second said. Harry. Oh my god. Harry, the waiter. He was our waiter. I'm starting to tremble as a pair of  hands run over my face and down my body. "Luke you're just upset that I can actual get women." Harry says laughing. "Styles you can shut the fuck up." Luke says.

A few moments later I am being carried into a building. It's cold. Really cold. I hate not being able to see or move my hands and feet. I'm sat down on cold stone. I feel a hand caress my cheek. "Shhhh it'll be okay. Don't worry we won't hurt you, too badly anyways." A person says with a snicker. "Please don't hurt me. I'll give you anything you want, just please don't hurt me." I say frantically. I hear more laughing. "But sweetheart, that's the thing you already have." Another voice says.

The blindfold is taken off. I can see. I see two guys, tall. One with brown hair and the other with bright green. They both have tattoos and piercings. "Hi sweetheart, my name's Louis." The one with brown hair says. "And he, over there is Michael." Louis said pointing to the one with green hair. "Hi... I'm Emma." I say still trembling. Louis smiles. "I know." He says. How?!?!? I'm starting to freak out.

Louis walks behind me and wraps his hands around my waist and rubs up and down. "Sweetheart, you're gonna let me do whatever I want without saying a word." Louis says. I just shake my head yes because I can't find my voice. He walks in front of me and puts his hand at the seem of my shirt. He pulls it up and I whimper. He throws my shirt to the floor. I'm standing there in my skinny jeans and a black bra. He unbuttoned my jeans and gets on his knees. He pulls then down and starts kissing my thighs. I start to whimper again. I take my eyes off Louis and look over at Michael. He's just sitting there with a disgusted look on his face.

"Sweetheart, you're fucking perfect. The things I wish I could do to you but Luke gave me orders." Louis says with a smile and leaves the room. I start crying and sit down on the ground. Michael comes over and sits in front of me. "Look, I know what we're doing is wrong. I hate doing this but I have to. If not who fucking knows what Luke and Harry might do. They...they are bad people. Be careful around them. I'm warning you now." Michael says. A few seconds later Louis steps back into the room with a few bottles and packages.

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"All done." Louis says grinning at me. He points a mirror at me. I am completely naked with a little bit of makeup on. I try to use my hair to cover my chest. "Oh, sweetheart everyone's gotta be able to see those." He says moving my hair back over my shoulders.

Louis grabs my hand and leads me down a hallway. Then we get to a room. He unlocks the door and when it opens I see other girls. Exactly like me. Naked and afraid. "Have a seat, you might be waiting a bit." Louis says leaving the room. I hear him lock the door and walk away. We all sit in silence. Some of the girls are crying so hard their makeup is running down the sides of their faces. Each one of is different. All different sizes, skin tones, hair length, hair color.

I finally get the courage to speak and break the silence. "Does anyone know why we're here? Or what's going on?" "We. Are at an auction." A girl with short blonde hair says. "Like where they sell things?" I ask. "Not things, us. A bunch of guys get together and all bet money on girls and if we are sold to them, we become their slaves." She says. "Oh." Is all I can say. The time until the first leaves we are all silent.

  A short blonde guy opens the door. "Emma."