I woke up to being dragged across the bed by a half dressed Shadows. He was still dragging me off the bed, by my arm that was attached to his, before he realised that I was up when I started pulling back, rolling away. When I finally rolled all the way back to where I had fallen asleep, I grabbed the bed post with my other arm, not budging.

"Come on, Holly. Get your lazy ass up." Shadows demanded.

"You go, I sleep." I mumbled into my pillow. Not taking my suggestion into consideration, he gave one hardy yank and I was pulled down to floor at his feet, sprawled out on my back. He put one leg on either side of me and sank down to sit on my stomach.

"Look, we're all going out and either you come, or I'll get one of the guys to stay with you, I think Zacky would be happy to keep you company."

"Hey, Fatass, get up, I can barely breathe." He stood up off of me and pulled me up with him. He started dragging me towards the bathroom.

"You go shower, cause you're disgusting, and I'll put some clothes in here for you to change into." He unlocked the cuffs, shoved me into the bathroom and slammed the door behind me, locking it from the outside. I walked over to the only window in the room and inspected it, soon finding it to be pad locked. What's with all the fucking locks?

Feeling defeated, I walked over to the shower and turned it on, stripping down and stepping under the boiling water. I turned around and looked at this shower, it was huge! Big enough for like two people, I could even like lie down and spread out in this thing, it was like another room! It soon dawned on me why it was so big, shower sex. Ew Big enough so you can lie down... And spread out... That's disgusting

Wanting to get out of here as soon as possible, I washed and conditioned my hair, shaved and washed my body as quickly as possible. I noticed that there was a surprising amount of feminine products in this shower. Peach shampoo and conditioner, coconut body scrub, shaving cream, a razor and a lot of other things.

When I got out, sure enough, there was a little pile of clothing sitting on the counter, I hadn't even heard him come in... I looked towards the shower and what I feared most came true, you could see through that glass shower as clear as day. I had thought that the steam would fog it up, but apparently not.

I quickly put on the clothes that were left out for me and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a little bit of a hoe bag.. Short ripped, destroyed shorts that showed a little too much skin for comfort and a belly shirt. No matter how hard I tugged and pulled, the shirt would not stay down! It always rode up. With a frustrated sigh, I tied my hair up in a messy bun and walked over to the door. I jiggled the door knob and luckily for me, it was unlocked. I hopped into the room, slipping on my boots and talking at the same time, not paying attention.

"Could you not have picke something a little less-" When I looked up, I froze. I met Shadows eye to eye, him getting himself off. I gave a little shriek and ran back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. I pressed my back against the door and couldn't help but giggle a little, he looked like a deer caught in headlights.

The door pushed a little and I moved out of the way, letting him in. I backed over to the other side of the bathroom, not wanting to get anywhere near those nasty hands. I couldn't stop the little grin that snuck onto my face.

"Hey, when I walked in and saw your hot, little body all covered in soap and dripping wet, I couldn't help the urge that over came me." He said, advancing on me. "And since you won't help me out, I had to care of it myself. And let me tell you, next time, I won't be so nice. Next time I'll just take off my clothes, hop in that shower and ound into your sweet, little pussy like there's no tomorrow. Next time, it'll be you hot, little cunt that I cum into." I shuddered at the thought of it, wiping that grin off my face. "Next time, it'll be your hot mewls that drive me over the edge." By now he was right up against me, toying with the rips of my shorts, edging closer and closer to my inner thigh. "Did you notice that I "forgot to give you something to put on? Did you notice that I didn't give you any panties? Do you want to know why?" I gulped, already knowing the answer. "I didn't give you underwear so I can finger fuck you anytime I want today, and trust me, I'll be taking advantage of that. You know, I can't even wait till we leave, I think I'll have a little go right now." His hot breath was blowing in my face and I hated to say it, but it turned me on a little.

He picked up one leg and hooked it around his waist, holding it in place. His other hand edged closer and closer to my most private area. HIs fingers snuck up the loose rim of my shorts and skimmed over the senstive flesh. He just took his palm and palmed it, rubbing in circles. My breathing hitched a little as he stuck one finger between my folds to flick over my clit.

"Oh, Honey, you're wet. Do you like it when I talk to you like that? Does it make you hot when I tell you all the things I want to do to you? Does it make you wet when I talk to you like the little slut you are?" He slipped his thumb into my folds and pinched my clit, I couldn't help the moan that came out of my mouth. He smirked even more as he began to rub my clit in circles, making my breathing short and fast. "That's right, Baby, just let it all out." At the sound of his words, I let out a loud moan that echoed throughout the room. I didn't even try to fight him as he plunged his finger deep inside me. He began to pump in and out of me, he soon added another finger, stretching me. I brought my hand up onto his bare shoulders, digging my nails in. I let out a cry of pure pleasure as he brought his other hand in, rubbing circles around my clit and letting the other plunge deeper and deeper into me. I let out the loudest cry yet as he hit that little bundle of nerves, sending immense pleasure throughout my body. Whitehot pleasure began to build up in me and I started to squirm, not liking the feeling that was brought to me. "Shh, just wait Baby." He began to pump and rub faster and faster until I felt an overflow of emotions, screaming out at the pleasure I was feeling as I expierenced my first orgasm. He brought his hand out of my pants and up to his lips, licking off all the juices. "Good girl." He said before dropping my leg and stepping away from me, like I was a common whore. I soon felt ashamed, ashamed I'd let that happen, even encouraged it with my moans. A tear slipped down my face before he wiped it away with his thumb. "Don't worry, Babe, you'll get used to it soon enough. Now come on, we're going out."

I stood limply against the wall as he left the room, leaving me behind. Upon realising that I wasn't following, he poked his head back in, the smirk on his face said it all and i felt more ashamed than I had in my whole life.

"Well..." He trailed off. I took a tentative step forward, walking out of the bathroom sluggishly, not wanting to go anywhere anymore. All I really wanted to do was go back to bed, curl up in a ball and die. I slowly walked a few paces behind him, not feeling like arguing and not feeling like seeing him or any of the girls for that matter. After a few twists, turns, and a series of hallways that all looked the same (I think they did that on purpose...) we came to a large spiral staircase, one that I had never seen before. I stood at the top and watched everyone talking quietly amongst themselves, Shadows soon joinging them. I had a strong urge to run the other way, wanting to get lost in hallways rather than go out with them. What would people think when they say a young teenage girl dressed like I am with 5 burly men? They would probably think what I was starting to think myself. What a whore.

I crossed one arm across my stomach, trying to hide all the flesh that was in view. I walked over to the wall and lowered myself down to the step, bringing my knees up to my chest and curling in on myself. Upon sitting down, 5 pairs of eyes looked up and settled on me, they all looked harsh, and expecting. I just turned my head towards the wall, not daring to look at any of them, and let the tears fall freely, not even bothering to attempt to hide my pain. I sniffled and tucked my head into my knees, tears faling off my chin and trailing down my legs, wetting the hem of my shorts. I heard light footsteps coming up the stairs and I heard someone sit down beside me. I flinched away from them as they placed their hand on my knee, they quickly lifted it up and put it back on their lap.

"Come on, get up." A light whisper floated towards me. "Don't let whatever happened bug you, show them you're stronger than that. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off and walk down those stairs like nothing is wrong because doing this shows them just how weak you are and they will take advantage of that. If you don't come down in the next few minutes, Shadows and Gates are both gonna come get you."

"Get away from me." I whispered harshly, disregarding their words. Every beating took me one step closer to dying, one step closer to getting me out of this place. The person got up and walked down the stairs, leaving me be.

A few minutes later two sets of thundering footsteps came up the stairs.

"Get up." Shadows whisper yelled at me. I wasn't even phased by his words.

"Get the fuck up, whore." Gates shouted, full blast for everyone to hear.

"Leave me alone." I whispered. When I didn't et up I felt two pairs of callosed hands wrap around each arm, prying me apart and hoisting me up. They let go of my arms and one man stepped up a step, going higher than me.

"Walk down the stairs, Holly." Shadows demanded, I turned around to look at him and my eyes seemed to say it all, I was not going down willingly. As soon as I turned back around I felt a boot press against my back and I was soon soaring through the air, landing roughly on the stairs and tumbling down the remaining steps. I cried even more as every part of my body ached. Soon the two pairs of arms returned and pulled me back up, this time griping onto my arms oughly and tightly as they escorted me outside. I could already feel the bruises starting to form. When we walked out the front door, they tied a bandana around my eyes and lifted me into a car, which was soon jerked into motion.