The Toy
Chapter 1-Shay
Shay woke up with a huge migraine. Her head was pounding, and her eyes couldn't focus, and the room was spinning. She sat up and swung her legs over the bed, with her head down. "Did someone get the plates of that truck that hit me?" she mumbled. She rubbed her eyes, and the room started to come into focus. Then she looked around, and she noticed that this wasn't her hotel room. "Wtf" she whispered. Someone from the party must have brought her to their room to sleep it off. But this didn't look like any hotel room. This was so much different. As she got off the bed, she then noticed that there was something around her neck. She reached up and felt was it was. It was a collar. She started to pull on it, and turn it around so she can unbuckle it, but she found out she can't. The collar had a tiny lock on it and it was connected to a chain that went to the bed. She didn't know what to think. She started to get scared. "Okay!" she shouted. "This isn't funny!" she continued. She waited for a minute before she yelled again. Maybe thinking they were waiting for her to get upset and jump out at her. After what seemed like a long time, no one came out. She started to cry, not knowing who and why they did this. And what are they going to do with her. "Are they going to kill me?" she whimpered. She remembered watching Hostel with some girlfriends, and it freaked her out. Ever since then, she only stayed in well known hotels. No small motels off the side of the road. She would rather spend the money, and feel safe, then just disappear.
She saw the door, and went over and tried to open. It wouldn't budge. She pounded on the door, thinking someone would hear her. But she didn't hear anyone come. Then she saw a window curtain. Thinking she can find out where she is and try to call for help. Someone has to hear her. She walked over, as she did, she felt something on her wrists, and ankles. She looked and seen there were bracelets with little loops on them. "What is going on?" She started to get rattled. She started to panic. She ran over to the window, and opened the curtain. But her heart sank. Instead of a window, there was a board covering it. She tried to pull off the wood, but then she seen that to had a lock. She looked over the room. It looked like a regular bedroom. It was big. It had a big screen TV, DVD and CD player, movies, CD's, a full size mirror, a dresser, a make-up table with a smaller mirror, three bookshelves full of books, and a table. She thought that was weird. But something caught her eye about the table. She went over to it, and seen that it had hooks in it. She looked at the bed, and noticed it had hooks on it to. "Why were there hooks on the table, and bed?" She thought. She seen the doors, went over to open one set, and it was to a walk-in closet full of clothes. She wouldn't wear any of these. They were too sexy. A lot of lacey bras, different kinds of panties, tiny skirts, crop tops that looked like they would barely cover her breasts, high heel shoes, thigh high boots, stockings, bustier & corsets. "Probably someone else's clothes." She thought. Then she looked closer at them, and noticed the clothes were her size. She backed out of the closet, and shut the door. "NO, NO, NO, NO!" Shay shouted. She looked around and seen another door. She opened it, and it was the bathroom. A huge shower, with glass doors, seats inside the shower, along with handles, and shower heads on the side and above the shower. And there was also a Jacuzzi bathtub. She practically ran out of the bathroom, and shut that door.
She covered her face, and started to cry. She looked up, and that is when she noticed the cameras in the room. They were in all four corners of the bedroom. She went back to the bathroom, and seen there was more there. Someone wanted to keep on eye on her. "Why are you doing this to me?" she yelled. "Why?" she sobbed. She collapsed to her knees, and started to cry more. She wanted to leave. She was supposed to be on a plane to Africa to photograph the wild silverback gorillas. It was one of her dreams to do that. She finally got her boss to agree for her to do it. She got up and went over to the bed. She curled up, and cried herself to sleep. "Maybe, it's all a dream." She thought. When I wake-up I'll be in my hotel in Africa. She cried a little more, and then slowly went to sleep.