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Nat POV:

I was still up at 3 am per usual when I decided to walk around the compound. I walk out of my room in one of Steve's sweatshirts that I stole and my black underwear, since the guys are always asleep by now, and my dagger in my ankle holster.

I walk around and see the light of Tony's lab is on great

I lean on the doorway watching Tony draw equations, not completely understanding the numbers.

He turns and jumps slightly "um hello? Kim Possible" he checks me out quickly "Is that Steve's sweatshirt?" He asked raising a brow.

I roll my eyes "Stop calling me that. And yeah I stole it from him" I smirk.

He chuckles "I'm impressed, and you should probably put on some pants before he sees you and gives you a lecture" He eats a blueberry and winks.

I walk over and grab his blueberries, eating one. "Well I thought everyone would be asleep by now, Einstein" I throw a berry at his face.

He ducks and makes an offended face "Number one those are MY blueberries, and number two I work better at night. What are you doing up, Romanoff" he taps my nose and I smack his head.

He gasped and I smirk "Touch me again Stark and I will fuck you up" I cross my arms.

He sits on his chair "I'm having a party tonight and your invited, and Pep is busy I need a plus one" he spins in the chair.

I shake my head "I'm not-"

He interrupts "I'll get you a mini fridge for your room to keep all your vodka and stuff"

I don't hesitate "Deal."

Tony glanced at her ankle "Do you just sleep with a dagger attached to your ankle?"

I shrug "Well normally I have two and a gun under my pillow and another one under the covers..."

He scratched the back of his neck "Great.... Well um I'll send you a dress to your room, bye Michael Myers."

I roll my eyes and walk to my room, locking the door and grabbing my sleeping pills and taking one before faceplanting on my bed. I hit something hard and curse, pushing myself up to see one of my guns.

"Ha found ya, you little fucker..."
I put it on my nightstand. Before falling asleep.

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I wake up and look at my cuffed hands.

That's when Madame B struts in yelling for all the girls to wake up, before she uncuffed me from the bedframe.

She uncuffed the rest of the girls "Age group 7-10 to the dance studio" they leave to the studio "Age group 11-15 too the shooting range"

I stand up to go with my age group but Madame B grabs my arm. "Your coming with me Natalia"

I follow as she leads me to a small room. There's a man sitting in a chair, he's wearing an orange T-shirt and red pants.

Madame B grabs my chin,"today your task is to not react or protest, if you do, you will be punished severely, my Natalia"

I nod....

She smiles "Now go sit on his lap"

I hesitate but sit down, immediately feeling something poke my butt.

He starts grabbing my small thighs. I hold back my tears as he slides his cold dry hands up my shirt.

Madame B puts her hands behind her back "Now take off your shirt and face him"

I do as told. Feeling vulnerable as his eyes wander over my chest disgustingly.

And a tear rolls down my cheek....

Madame B immediately grabbed me and threw me to the ground raising her hand to strike me.....
     
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I jolt awake, looking around for any sign of the man or Madame B, before wiping my tears. I hug my knees to my chest. Before I heard a knock and fell off my bed "Shit..."

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