Sarah's eyes fluttered open. She was no longer in the sex dungeon of doom, she was in somewhere much creepier.
"Hey" a voice said from the darkness.
A woman with a dark complexion and black crimped hair shuffled forward, arms bound behind her back with ziplock ties. At that moment, Sarah also realised she was bound by ziplock ties, and couldn't move her arms.
"Where am I?"
"Welcome to, the locker room. This is where we're all held before we are pulled out and used for non consensual sex, it's great."
Sarah could tell this woman was being sarcastic, but was shaken with this shocking and scary revelation.
"Are you, are you kidding?"
"If I was joking, you wouldn't be down here, in a room full of women, an underaged boy, piss and used condoms.
As a light of a passing car lit up the room, Sarah realised she was surrounded by around 20 other women and a young boy, not much older than her younger brother, Mark, who was 13.
"Shit, shitty shit shitcakes!"
"You really like that word, don't you?" Another girl in the room commented.
"I heard you say it from the other room a few times."
Sarah didn't have the energy to reply.
She shuffled towards a wall and laid against it. Without trying to hold back, she started to cry uncontrollably.
Footsteps started to stomp down the staircase and into the sex room. The person pulled open the one way metal door and shouted into the room.
"Whoever the fuck is crying down here, shut the fuck up, you're disturbing the guest you little fucking whore!"
It was Joshua.
*****
A few hours later, Joshua returned downstairs and opened the door.
"I need a few of you little bitches tonight, cause this guys having an orgy!"
"You're a sicko!" One of the girls remarked.
"Thanks for volunteering, whore, now I only need two more" He said, grabbing the woman and tossing her into the dungeon. "You two will do" he said, blindly grabbing two more women, almost grabbing the boy, if he didn't shuffle back in time.
"I'll return you're pussy friends later!" Joshua shouted as he vacated the room, slamming the door behind him.
This was bad. This was really bad.
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Mr.Greens Barber Shop
Mystery / Thriller"Sharp and Pointy" Barbers was a small barber shop in central London. The owner, Mr. Green was a reputable man, with countless charitable deeds to his name. But he had a dark, horrifying secret.
