The feeling of a cold substance on my face, wakes me from my dreamless sleep. I open my eyes to see a guy pouring water on me. The liquid drips down my torso, making my white clothing nearly see through.
"Hello princess." Jake says with a smirk, clearly liking the view.
"Don't call me that." I scowl, covering my chest with my arms.
"Here's the drill: I tell you what to do, not vice versa. When we step off this bus, you will have 5 minutes to seduce the guys, and if you fail, you will be killed."
"Wait what? Seduce who? What will happen to me if I succeed? I will not strip dance."
"If not, you die." He says as if its not such a big deal.
"And if you succeed, you will be bought, and be their slave." He answers my last question. My mouth drops open, and my eyes widens.
"No way in hell would I be a sex slave."
"No, not a sex slave, just a slave, I mean unless they want sex. You just have to meet their every need." Jake pulls down his bandanna, revealing stubble lining his perfect jawline. I watch his lips as he speaks, admiring his straight, white teeth, "Look, just cooperate and you won't get hurt, now let's go."
He lifts his bandanna back to its original place, and takes hold of my upper arm, leading me outside. As we step off the bus, I take in the setting. It was a desert with nothing but sandy hills in sight, guess there's no way of escaping. Straight ahead, a shed stands alone in the middle of no where.
"Hurry up they're starting soon!" A guy shouts from the shed. He's tall, tan, brown hair, with a blue bandanna around his mouth and nose. Jake pushes me towards the guy, and begins unloading the rest of the girls from the bus. The new guy grabs my left arm, and notices my still, dislocated shoulder.
He smirks,"Tried escaping?" I nod, and he just chuckles. "I'm gonna count to three ok?" He fixes his rough hands on my shoulder, and might I add, he has some big hands. Not that I enjoy this but...
"1...2..." He doesn't wait for three to pop my shoulder into place. I cover my mouth with my other hand to muffle my yelp. A single tear slides down my cheek, but before it can fall, he wipes it away with his thumb. His hand cups my cheek,"You've been through a lot haven't you?" He smiles softly. This single action brings me back to the last memory I have of my dad.
The tears kept falling as my dad gently placed his hand on my cheek.
"I won't let anyone hurt you. Never again, will you have to feel this way."
Well now he's gone, and here I am about to be sold to some disgusting man.
"I might just buy you myself." In the way he says it, makes me feel like I would be safe with him.
"I don't even know your name."
I say, his face lights up slightly, as if it was silly of him to forget that piece of information.
"Cameron, but you can call me Cam. And you?"
"Jesse, but you can call me Jess." I mock him, and he smiles a real, genuine smile this time. I can tell because his eyes crinkle on the either side of his face, and the bandana moves up ever so slightly.
A hand waving between our faces brings us back to the unfortunate situation we are currently in.
"Cam. Dude quit falling in love, and help me get the girls down there." Jake's irritated expression makes me realize that Cameron is probably the only nice guy in whatever business-type-thing this is. Cam puts on a straight face, and grabs me by my waist, pushing me inside the little shed. The shed is mostly empty, except for some weapons lining the walls. Well that's not scary at all. On the only empty wall, is a wooden door. We enter it, and he leads me down some concrete stairs, and around the corner through a cold and dark hallway. Soon we come to a chained wooden door. Cam removes his waist from his grasp, leaving it cold and wanting his touch again. He shoves his hand into his pocket pulling out a skeleton key, and unlocking the door. Jake pushes all of us girls in, causing me to separate from Cameron. We enter a medium-sized locker room.
"You have five minutes to change and make yourselves look sexy. Then you will be called out one by one and have five minutes no more, no less, to seduce the men." Jake instructs before slamming the door shut.
Each girl chooses a locker, and pulls out a slutty outfit. I choose a random locker, and pull out a black leather jumpsuit, black lace bra and thong, velvet red matte lipstick, eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow, black pumps and a comb. I do my makeup first. Applying a layer of mascara, dabbing on some golden eye shadow, I try my best attempt at a winged eyeliner, and swipe some lipstick on. I quickly comb through my hair, although it does almost nothing to tame it. Next is the undergarments. I look around, and see that all the other girls are just changing here, but there's no way I'm showing that much of my body. I grab the clothes, and try to find somewhere else I can go. I go down a few rows of lockers to the back of the room, and see a door. I turn the doorknob, and surprisingly it's open. It's a small office of a sort, but there's no one there so I decide to quickly change. I remove the no longer white dress, and slide on the thong. Then I strap on the bra. My boobs are practically spilling out of it though. Not because I have giant boobs, but the bra is so tiny. Bras have one job, to support my boobs, and this ain't supporting them. Not to mention it was slightly itchy. Ugh, if I had a choice, I would never wear this. I step into the bodysuit, and slide it up my body, zipping it up in the front.
I see that there is a full body mirror on the wall, and step in front of it. I examine how I look, and I look hot, but like slutty hot. At least I've been working on my bikini body.
Behind me in the mirror, you can see a desk and an empty chair. Wait, that chair was facing the other way when I came in. A figure appears in the mirror next to me. I jump startled, and turn towards the man.
"What are you doing here?!" I glare at him.
"This is my office, what are you doing here?" He says, his composure remaining calm.
"I...I-" I don't know what to say; I'm completely and utterly embarrassed.
"Don't worry, it's not like I haven't seen a woman before." He smirks. It probably wasn't a smart thing to do, but my reflex got the best of me. I bring my hand up to slap him, but he grabs my wrist before I can.
"I'm gonna give you a second to rethink your choices." He states firmly, looking me in the eyes. I take this time to take in his appearance. He's tall, maybe 6'. His brown hair is gelled up, complementing his tux. Under his tuxedo, his muscles were evident. I look lower, and notice a slight bulge in his pants. I blush, and bring my eyes back up to his face. His crystal blue eyes penetrate the walls I had up, and for a second, I get lost in them. I drop my hand from his grip, and put it by my side. I bite my lip not knowing what to do, the awkward silence consuming me. He suddenly brings his hands to my waist, and pins me against the mirror. I put my hands on his chest trying to push him away, but fail due to my lack of upper body strength. He lowers his face into the crook of my neck, his hot breath tickling my skin. His lips graze my neck, but we're interrupted.
"C'mon girls, time's up lets go!" Jake's voice echoes from the other room. This mystery man steps away, smirking.
"Knock 'em dead."
I nod firmly, but awkwardly, and make my way towards the door. Just as my hand reaches the door knob, he mumbles.
"Or you'll be knocked dead."
