Page 4 of Owned By Frank
- Put on the mask and handcuffs – he orders.
I open my eyes wide open
- Of course, my lord," answers this woman.
The young woman takes the handcuffs and without further ado asks me to hold out my hands, so I do not intend to resist, it is the dumbest thing I could do. She adjusts the handcuffs on my wrists and the man makes sure they are securely fastened. When he finishes, the girl takes the mask and positions herself behind me to cover my face with the object.
- Ready. - informs.
- Good. - The man responds firmly.
He approaches me and gives me the signal to walk to the door. I do what he asks me to do and move forward without grunting.
The door to the room opens and as I leave I open my mouth in amazement.
Both the screams of girls and the angry cries of men are present in the place. My eyes cannot believe what they are seeing.
All along the narrow corridor several girls walk in the same state as me. With masks and handcuffs. They scream and force themselves tho fight it, making tantrums like little girls crying for candy. The men drag them away when they see that they do not move, they scream and cry with desperation, others are carried like sacks on their shoulders when they see that their resistance is persistent.
Blondes, redheads and chestnuts. White, brunette, Caribbean, African. Thin and not so thin. Green, blue, brown eyes and even hazel. Tall, short and medium.
My God, what is this?!
There's a pretty tall guy passing by us. He is carrying a brunette. The girl kicks and hits him repeatedly. The man with the scars laughs loudly and then talks.
- What's going on? - he says with a laugh - he better control that crazy mule.
All men laugh loudly at that comment.
- That's what I'm trying to do! It won't stop moving! - says the other, irritated.
- Don't even think about hitting it, you know what happens if they see them in that state...
I walk slowly as I watch that guy take the poor girl down hard.
- Lucky you didn't need to end up like that... - says the escort.
I stop in my tracks and give him a glare. I lower my head in shame.
- Keep walking. - he orders.
So I do, I walk faster. I don't give a shit if the huge heels hurt the soles of my feet.
The guy makes me walk into a huge room. Inside I can see all the girls, all sitting, crying, hiccupping and others... They sob like crazy because they can't believe what's happening to them.
- Sit there. - the man commands me.
I go to the row of seats and just drop my weight on one of the chairs.
I look at the place, the sparkling green lights are the only ones that illuminate us. The room is a sea of sobs, but there is only one that does not cry and that is exactly the same brunette that resisted a while ago.
I gather my strength and with a light sigh I get up the courage to speak to him.
- Hello... -
She looks at me in confusion and when I think she is going to ignore me she does the opposite, she shows me a warm smile.
- Hello... - she answers me.
