"It's alright, child. I'm here, now." Chikan grins. "You're alright."
"But... Master..."
"He gave his life so you could live... come on, I'll get you something warm to eat... you'll feel better."
"O...ok."
Chikan leads the extremely vulnerable Salsber to his home, an old, though well kept mansion. After the warm soup, Salsber did feel better, or she thought it was better. Her thoughts were much less focused, and she felt as if her mind wouldn't stay in the present.
Chikan take her hand and gently pulls her towards his bedroom, Salsber dully recognizes pictures of many girls... mostly about her age... She sits on the bed, as Chikan leads her to, She closes her eyes, her mind wonders to other things...
Chikan's thoughts do not wonder, they stay right in the room, with the beautiful young girl who just happens to be completely oblivious to what he is doing, and who is also extremely easy for him to stop. He runs his fingers through her long hair, so soft. He grins widely.
For Salsber, the next week is spent in a constant state of a drugged paralization. While she can't move, she can feel everything the Chikan does to her, which includes many things which I won't mention. I will mention peircing, three holes in each ear, one in her tongue, one in her left eyebrow, and three more which are rather innapproriate, that he hadn't planned on doing until she tried to resists his attempts at some other act. He also used a sewing needle and some black ink to tatoo two rather crude hearts in places which are rarely seen.
When he wasn't using her, Chikan would leave Salsber tied in a small sound proof closet with the door locked, wearing nothing but underwear made of nothing but lace.
As if this pain wasn't enough, Chikan posted many rather embarrassing pictures of Salsber in the incredibly revealing outfits (and some without the outfits...) that he forced her to wear all over the net, gaining a lot of money.
After about a few days, Salsber's immune system began to form a resistance to Chikan's pills, and by the end of the week she was able to escape from the closet, being rather skilled at lock-picking.
She was in the street before she realized that she was still wearing a dark red set of lace underwear, nothing else. Still dazed and unable to explain her situation, the police took her in for indecent exposure.