Time passed by slowly in the dark basement. Masako had been walking around the room, examining it for any possible way out but was only met with more cold stone walls. Looks like I will just have to keep playing my role until I find an opening to save all of us...
The door to the basement slowly opened as a group of men wearing masks and dressed in all black, wearing black masks came down the stairs. The other girls backed away and Masako followed suit in attempts to maintain her cover.
The men roughly grabbed the girls who began to scream.
"Let go of me!" Masako shouted as one of the men grabbed her.
"Man women don't know how to shut up!" The tallest man grabbed Masako's wrists and roughly guided her upstairs as the other men guided the other girls. The girls were led to a ballroom with a stage in the center. The room was filled with men dressed in suits as well as a single video camera set up by the stage.
The girls were led backstage and locked in a large dressing room. A girl with long black hair and deep green eyes stood in front of a clothing rack that was stockpiled with skimpy clothing.
Masumi?! I can't blow my cover yet... Masako was filled with mixed emotions. Half of her wanted to rush and hug the sister she had not seen in so long, while the other half restrained her into maintaining her role as a victim.
"Get dressed...They will come to bring you out shortly..." Masumi spoke in a soft tone. She sounded broken inside. Masako could not imagine what Masumi had gone through all of these years.
Masumi was sickly thin and dressed in a black mini-dress.
Masako kept her head down, hoping that Masumi would not notice that it was her.
"What is going on here?! I want to go home!" Saki shouted.
Masumi looked unfazed. "Please don't fight this...it will only get you harmed..."
"Why are you working for them?" Naomi snapped.
Masumi clenched her hands into fists. "I do what I have to..." Masumi then turned and walked away.
She looks so broken... Masako felt a surge of pain her her heart. Seeing how dim her sister's eyes look filled her with sorrow.
Masumi returned, rolling a second rack of clothes. "Please...get dressed or they will make you...and they are not gentle or kind...pick whatever you like..." Masumi avoided eye contact with the group.
"These are a little revealing..." Saki spoke softly.
"Let's just do what they say and once we see an opening we can run." Masako spoke as she pulled two articles off of the rack.
The girls each changed into the little articles of clothing. Masako felt slightly uncomfortable but she had to wear similar clothing during an undercover operation a few years ago, so she could handle it. She changed into a black mini skirt and a black tube top belly shirt. She looked around to see Saki dressed in a pink baby-doll nightgown that showed her bra and panties through it. Rana was in a pair of jean short-shorts and a purple v-neck that left her abdomen exposed. Naomi was in a pink mini skirt and pink v-neck tank top.
"Please don't fight...I have seen too many girls hurt for trying..." Masumi spoke, just above a whisper.
Masako was still avoiding looking at Masumi, she could not let Masumi know that it was her. The men who brought the girls upstairs entered the room again.
"Aw man, I was hoping that I'd get to help you get dressed." The tallest man gripped Masako's chin with a sickening grin on his face.
Sorry to disappoint you sicko... "P-Please let us go, we won't tell the cops, we promise..."
Masako heard Masumi let out a faint gasp.
"I-I'll escort this one...These girls seem skittish... and boss will be angry if the merchandise is damaged any further than what you have done already..." Masumi spoke, pointing out the scrape on Masako's arm.
"Fine...come here." The taller man grabbed Masako by the hair and put an electric collar around her neck, before pushing her away. "Take this and press it if she tries anything."
Masumi took a small black remote from the man and grabbed Masako's arm and guided her out the back door which led to an area behind the stage.
"M-Masako?" Masumi spoke in a whispered tone.
"Masumi..." Masako wrapped her arms around Masumi who broke down into silent sobs.
"What are you doing here?!" Masumi asked as she pulled herself together.
"I became a detective after you went missing...one of my partners is working undercover here and showed some pictures and I found out that you were here...I had to come..." Masako refused to let go of her sister. She feared that if she let go, all of this would disappear.
"If they find out you're a cop they'll kill you." Masumi pushed herself gently out of Masako's grasp.
"I know...but I have a plan to get everyone out." Masako explained.
"Masako there are hundred of people out there and half of them work for the boss..." Masumi knew there was no way her sister could escape which made her feel an overwhelming sense of guilt.
"I know...but trust me, after tonight you will be able to leave this place...I promise. Now keep acting like you don't know who I am." Masako gave Masumi a reassuring smile.
"O-Okay..." Masumi trusted her older sister. Masako always seemed to know the right thing to do. Even after all of these years she still had that sense of trust towards her sister.
Masumi grabbed Masako's arm as Masako returned to her scared persona. This was easier since the fear was actually genuine...She hoped that her plan would work, that she could walk out of here with her sister and put this whole ordeal behind them...