Chapter 10

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"I already told you she started it!" yelled Elsa for the hundredth time as she sat on the chair. Unable to move for fear to get her brains splattered she remained where she sat.

"Let me get this straight, Meg dropped water on Anna, you got mad and jumped on Meg and beat her senseless?"

Elsa had to think this through. If she said yes, she'd get punished.

If she said no, they'd punish Anna.

"Answer the question!" Elsa felt something hard hit her on the back of the head that caused her to jerk forward. She had been on this same chair all day and had had no food or whatsoever except for one bottle of water.

After she was taken away by Kristoff, she was walked over to the man's office where she was made to sit down. Being three doors away from all the girls, it was very difficult for them to hear her scream as Kristoff ordered his men to do with Elsa as they pleased as the sick bastard looked upon them, taking out a camera from his drawer and taking pictures as the muscular men ripped Elsa's clothes.

As they forced the woman to suck the off.

As they forced Elsa to sit on their dicks.

They tortured her worse than any other client she has had.

And she wouldn't have minded if they had payed her, but not even that.

She sat on the chair sore. Her insides were turning as she thought of what she had been through the last twenty-four hours.

And all to protect Anna.

At last, she answered the question with a confident yes.

She heard the cocking of a gun and felt the cool tip make contact with her head.

She closed her eyes, not knowing if the man behind her had the balls to actually pull the trigger, but knowing Kristoff, more often than not he had.

"I don't know if I should do this..." said the burly man as he removed the gun and walked over to face Elsa. He raised his arm and hit the blonde woman with such force that her chair tipped over. And she laid there holding her face as the man positioned himself on top of her. He turned her so that he was resting between her legs and forced them open. He unzipped his pants and ripped Elsa's panties, throwing them to the side as he removed his own trousers.

"Please don't..." said Elsa weakly as she held her face; blood dripping from her mouth as she spoke.

Just as Kristoff begin to press his penis against her opening, the door opened.

"Oh Kristo- what the fuck are you doing?!"

"W-wha- Can't you knock?!" said the blonde man as he reached for his pants, quickly slipping into them.

"I don't knock doll, I own the place. Now tell me what you were gonna do with this girl right here." said the man as he closed the door behind him, leaning against it as he eyed Kristoff up and down.

"I was going to have sex with h-"

"You were going to rape her, weren't you boy? I have all the authority to send you off and call the cops on you...do you have any idea what they do to rapist in prison?" asked the man as he walked over to Kristoff.

"What are you doing here anyway...?" asked the man as he looked down.

"I said I won the place, I don't need to tell you when or why I come. Now tell me, do you know what they do to rapist in prison?" asked the man once again.

Elsa couldn't open her left eye for it was swollen shut, but that voice she couldn't mistake it for any other.

"Yes..." said Kristoff as he looked at the man. The blonde man was easily half-a-foot shorter than the other man, so he bowed his head and waited for the worse to come.

"Yes, what?" asked the man.

"...yes sir..." said Kristoff as he looked at Elsa, his expression filled with hatred towards the blonde.

"Sir, what?" said the man raising his hand.

Kristoff flinched and covered his face as he shakily said, "Sir Oaken."

\Oaken lowered his hand and smiled, "that's my boy." He then proceeded to walk over to Elsa, helping her up and handing her her clothes from the floor.

"Oh dear," said the man slowly inspecting Elsa's eye. "Does it hurt?" asked the man as he looked at Elsa worriedly.

The blonde girl nodded as she took the clothes from the man, slowly stepping into them. She couldn't keep her balance and stumbled forward, only to be engaged in the biggest bear-hug she had ever received from someone. Before she knew it, she was in tears, hugging the man back as she loudly cried in his chest.

"It's alright honey, shh, shh," said the big, bear-like man as he softly caressed Elsa's pale locks.

This was the first time someone had held Elsa in such a way.

It was ironic, how the man that basically had her trapped in this hell of a place was the one giving her the comfort she needed. After what felt like forever, Elsa's cries had died down to just tiny sniffles and she looked up at the man, slightly smiling as the man extended his arm towards the door signaling her to leave. As the blonde woman reached for the door, she heard Kristoff's heavy footsteps fast approaching and she turned around with a loud gasp.

"Where do you think you're going Kristoff?" is what made the blonde man stop on his tracks, fear filling his creatures as the almost-seven-feet man stood in front of him, his massive figure making seem as if Kristoff was nothing but a twig.

"Nowhere...sir..." Krisotff said as he looked down.

Elsa took this chance and flew out the door, practically breaking through each door that got in her way. As she stepped through the double doors, she saw the bathroom's light was on; she also noticed that Anna's, and Del's, bed was empty. She peeked into the bathroom and saw the two engaged in an intense conversation.

"...I was surrounded by men, Weaselton was in the middle of all of them and all he said was 'Boys, you know what to do' and then they all came upon me. Ripping my clothes, hitting me, fucking me, pinching me. Three at a time, they would penetrate me. Then they'd force to suck their dicks..."

Elsa stood outside the bathroom, her breath refusing to come out in order to not stop the two women from talking. The blonde listened to Del's words and her eyes widened.

"...Everything you can possibly think of that could happen in a torture porn or whatever, happened to me..."

Elsa gasped slightly, covering her mouth with her mouth as she thought of past conversations she had had with Del. Elsa knew Del had gone through hell and back, but she hadn't heard this story before. Why she was telling to Anna, or the events that led them to be in the bathroom so late at night talking about Del's unfortunate experiences, was something that would remain an enigma forever.

By the time had turned in into the conversation, she could hear the sadness in Del's voice. As if she had lived the accident a few days ago and was giving her testimony.

"...once they all finished, Weaselton came over to me and said, 'I won't lose a precious piece of ass like you unless I get more money than what you're worth' then he said that if I ever thought about running away again, he'd have his man do what they did to me again, and then kill me. That was like a week before I slept with him."

Elsa's eyes widened and she dropped to her knees.

She wasn't going to be able to leave.

Not now, not ever.

She just couldn't afford to pay whatever it was she had to pay.

What if she just left without telling anyone? What if she made it seem as if she had been kidnapped?

No, those were childish thoughts. She wouldn't be able to make it out the state without being caught.

Elsa's breath caught in her throat as she fought to fill her lungs with oxygen.

She thought about the promise she had made to Anna to leave this place and go to the ocean.

Start anew.

Leave California and go somewhere better.

And now that idea was completely destroyed.

Sure, they could pay their way out, but how much would that cost?

More than they can make in a whole month, a whole year maybe, that's for sure.

Even if they combined their profit, it would be years before they're too old to be considered unattractive and pay less to leave.

But Elsa's been told she's prettier than most girls in this house, and she was sure Anna was even prettier than her.

Elsa had been told that she was hotter than most girls, and she was sure Anna was hotter.

Elsa had been told that she was simply better than most girls, but she was sure Anna was the best.

So...

How much was their freedom worth?