Disclaimer: What if, I can actually make profit by sitting in front of my laptop all day, and write scripts instead of frictional stories? Yeah, that'd be great. I'll just continue dreaming.
Nothing graphical in here, just purely description. Can't wait to get on the part where they have to entertain clients. Again, if you think that this chapter or story deserves an trigger warning, let me know.
All four girls were carried down a hallway, and up a short flight of stairs. During their unwilling stroll across the hallway, all they heard was screaming, pleading and crying from behind the closed doors that lined up both sides of the narrow corridor. They entered the small room, "Ah, good. New arrivals. Sit one on the table and leave the rest chained on the bench." they heard a voice with strong british accent, with sarcastic prosodic emphasis placed on the words good, and new.
Tori was flipped onto the metallic table, lying on her back. The buff guy who was carrying her did a swift job of cuffing her hands above her head in a pair of metallic handcuff, attached to a pole to prevent any wild movements. He soon use a thick, worn-out leather strap that was connected around the metal table to belt around her neck as well.
As Tori was strapped down, Jade, Cat and Trina was hurled and forced to sit down on a three seater bench made out of metal that is anchored to the ground. Those man debated for a minute on who is the most dangerous out of these three, and decided that Trina, who knew material arts, will be the one who will have her feet secured to the hooks that were fastened on the ground. They did just that and have Jade's left wrist, and Cat's right wrist, cuffed to the metal arm rests on each side.
From their position, they can clearly analysed the room - pearly white square floor tiles and tawny paint-covered walls were the interior design of the room, an examination table which Tori was fastened on, with adjustable swing-arm holder comprising various pain-inflicting and examining instruments tilted at an easily accessible height on the left, lies in the middle. There is also a table, opposite of where the three girls were seated, containing assorted equipments such as gags, chastity belts, collars, bondage mitts, tubes and flasks containing unknown chemicals, and ropes lying on the surface of it.
There was a man standing next to the metal table where Tori were bound unwillingly against, who the girls presume was named Jeff, from the previous guy who run this twisted place. He lean over slightly, and took a good look of the beautiful brunette. "My, what splendid cheekbones you have, love! And your skin, oh my! So evenly tanned." He commented, smiling as he did so. He wore thick glasses and white lab-coat, looked to be about middle-aged, with short and ruffled black hair. "Hmm. I'd say mid-to-late teens. Very nice. We don't have any teenagers anymore.. not after the incident involving electricity. It's good to have new arrivals, after so long."
Jeff ran his right index and middle finger across Tori's right forearm, causing the bound girl to struggle against her restraints unavailingly. He ran his hand along the side of her face, then through her brown hair. Jeff picked up a clipboard which was placed on the instrument-holder and scribble down a few notes. "Nice, very nice. Girl have no scar or whatsoever on any part of her body, and hair is natural as well. Good. Body is maintained in well condition..." after taking several notes of Tori's physical descriptions, "Alright, good. Bring up the next one."
The guys undid Tori's restrains, and carried her towards the other three, while the other two men unchained Cat and brought her to the table as they cuffed Tori's wrist to the metal rail. The same restrains were done on Cat, who was whimpering the whole time. "Ahh, what lovely sight to be feasted upon!" Jeff commented, eyes roaming from the head to the toes of the redhead. "And, what a magnificent head of hair! Such colour so smooth even. Incredible." He jotted down on the second sheet of paper on the clipboard, pausing to glance at Cat and adding in compliments such as, "Such an adorable specimen, love." and "My goodness, that hair is so silky smooth even though it has been dyed! How'd you do it, girl?"
The same order repeated for the exchange of Cat for Trina, with the undoing and re-chaining of restraints. They hurled and flipped Trina onto the table, and Jeff wasted no time to begin her examination. He ran his hand across Trina's thighs, which lead to the bound girl trying to kick him ineffectually. One of the guys came over to her, withdrawing a pocket knife out of his front left dark grey trench coat pocket, and held it over Trina in a threatening manner, "You might want to lie still, young lady."
That creased her struggling, but continued to grumble curse words and glare up at the man hovering above her, who was admiring her body shamelessly. "Let's see now, no scars nor bruises. Good." he ruffled her hair, "Amazing. Natural hair colour, even tanned skin.." Jeff jotted down more notes on the third piece of paper on his clipboard. "Hmm, you seem to be the type who exercise." when he received a glare instead of a verbal respond, he chuckled and scribbled down things to note of. "Ah, time for the last one."
The men unshackled Trina from the table, and retrieved Jade from the bench. They swapped the girls, and after subsiding Jade's effort to put up a fight, tossed and secured her onto the metallic table. Jeff did his usual routine of examination, with Jade striving against the bounds. The girl with delicate pale skin glowered and attempted to bite off Jeff's fingers when he caressed her cheek, resulting in him retreating his arms and chuckled loudly, "Feisty." he scribbled it down, and moved on to running his fingers through Jade's lustrously black with turquoise-streaked hair. "Don't touch me!" Jade snarled, sending death glares towards the older man.
Jeff nods, "Your skin.. it's so flawless! Ghostly pale, like a new born child, I'd say." he continued to jot down several more notes on the forth page of the paper, then pause when he took notice of Jade's piercings and the rebel star tattoo on her right inner arm. He lean towards her to get a closer look, "My words, child. Those things says a lot 'bout you. I know your type - rebellious, tough attitude and exterio-" Jade cut him off, "No, you helping the fucked up man who is sick and twisted enough to use human beings to make easy money says a whole damn lot more about you, asshole!" Jade spat, anger fuming and her blue-green eyes blazing with deep hatred.
Jeff merely tsked and gave Jade a half-hearted smile, "So, that's why you got that bandage around your head. You were being a bitchy brat." he then retrieve a violet wand from the equipment-holder, set the intensity level control to median and placed it against Jade's smooth, right inner thigh. Jade, on the other hand, was unable to lift her head up enough to see the object which was placed by her skin, had her curiosity rise rapidly. However, she found out and let out a loud yelp when Jeff turned on the electronic appliance with a satisfactory smirk on his face. He lets out a sigh, "See? That's the kind of attitude that lands you in trouble.. and pain. Don't forget pain." He chortled, obviously happy to have proven his point to Jade.
"They're done. And I must say, this rebellious one should have a warning label. You may proceed to take them back to their cell, and hand this report up." Jeff hand the clipboard to one of the men, while the girls were unchained and carried back to where they came from, into that claustrophobic room which they agreed on being the safest place in a shitty place like this. The four of them were then hurtled into the room, the men shut and locked the gate before any of them got the chance to grab hold of the handle.
Tori sighed, and turn to Cat. "You alright?" Cat, who was in a hunched position, with her arms wrapped around her legs, head buried into her knees and leaning against the wall, simply shook her head and asked sadly, "Why are they doing this to us?" the Vega sisters and Jade exchanged glances, "I wish I knew, Cat." Trina and Tori went over to Cat, hugging the redhead and whispering smoothing words to her as tears spilled out of her eyes
Jade rolled her eyes, but decided against playing the bad guy during Cat's emotional and vulnerable moment, plodded over and sat in front to her friend, held both of Cat's wrist in her hands, making Cat looking her straight in the eyes to try and comfort her. "We can't give up, alright? The Vegas' parents and the guys will notice that we're missing, and come looking for us." Jade used the tone of voice that was rarely heard by anyone, other than Beck, sometimes Cat - when she broke down in tears, and that one time when Sinjin used sock puppets to portray ' puppet Jade being so damn fucking in love with puppet Sinjin '.
Tori and Trina was shocked with the tone Jade was using, but decided not to tease her about it. Instead, Tori sling an arm around Cat's right shoulder and Trina sat down on the left side of Cat, rubbing her back in small comforting circles. Cat beamed up at Jade, and said, "Okay." then, as if on cue, a scream emitted from outside the gate. It sounded like someone who was screaming, being dragged down the , the sound faded away. The girls stared at the door for a minute or so, as if expecting it to fling open, then Cat whispered, "I'll try."
Here you go, my fellow readers. The description for each of the girls was hard to come up with. Hope you guys liked it! :)