He was dragging me down a hallway, I didn't know which hallway, but it was a long, narrow, dimly lit highway. I don't think I had ever been this way before, of course I had not been a lot of ways in this house and I don't think I even want to go into the rooms that lay behind these mysterious doors. I was pulled to a halt in front of one black door. The only thing different about this door was the amount of locks there were on it. There was a key lock, a twist lock, and a dead bolt. Who would but a dead bolt on the outside of the door? Unless it wasn't to keep someone out, rather than to keep somoene in. I was terrified to think what this door was hiding. would it be like the other room? Would it be a room that was worse? i didn't know, but the pit in my stomach told me that it wasn't good. What was even more curious than the door itself, was the fact that all of the locks were already unlocked, and suddenly, a light bulb went off in my head. I was the thing that they wanted to keep in

He opened the door and the room behind it was a very regular and plain looking bedroom. It had the basics, a window, a double bed, and two other doors, that I could only assume led to a closet and a bathroom. I hardly expected anything spectacular to be hiding behind the other two doors. I stood, halted in the door way, with Brian behind my. I felt him shift behind me and suddenly I felt his hot breath against my ear. "Peanut, you better get in that room, before I make you and trust me, if I make you, you won't like what comes next." I shiver ran down my spine, I could practically see the smirk that was on his face, without turning around. a sudden realization came to mind, I was still naked, I was suddenly very aware of that fact, I was always very aware of the fact thaat he was pressing his hard dick against my back. Without another thought I ran into the room, praying that he would not rape me again. But as soon as I set foot it that room, the door slammed shut and I heard three distinct clicks, all the locks were now locked and set in place.

The moment that door closed I felt safer. There was no one here, just me. I would not be raped, I would not be hit, and I would not be named names while I was in here. In here it was just me. Even though I was still kidnapped, sixteen and living in a house full of men that must be atleast 25 and that had the sex drive of teenage boys, I knew that this would be my safe place. I walked over to one of the doors and cautiously opened it, I didn't know what would be behind it. I thought it would be a closet or a bathroom, but just being in this house for a few days with these men made me always on edge. Though the second I opened the door, my breathing returned to normal, it was just a small closet. In the closet was a few pairs of pants, a few shirts, a dress and two pairs of shoes. All the clothes seemed to be nice enough, but I didn't want to wear anything in that closet, I just wanted my uniform back, something from home, something that would make me feel comfortable. And low and behold, hanging in the back was my cardigan, white t- shirt and my grey skirt. I walked over to it and ran my fingers over it, it still felt the same. I picked up my cardigan and brought it up to my nose, it still smelt like the laundry detergant that my mom used, it still smelt like home. Just thinking about home brought tears to my eyes, I didn't want t be here? Why was this happening to me? What did I ever do to myself? Questions swam through my mind, just like the tears that were swimming in my eyes. Grow the fuck up Holly, crying is not going to help anything. Crying is not going to get me out of here. I had to make a plan and I had to start making it now

I wiped the tears from my cheecks and walked over to the dresser on the back wall, I opened the bottom drawer and my eyes were met with toys, but not like kiddie toys, they were sex toys. The drawer was full with vibrators, dildos, hand cuffs and all osrts of things that I didn't even know what they did, not that I really wanted to know. I can't believe that they thought that I was actually going to use any of this. What was I? Their sex slave? Then it hit me, like a sac full of bricks. Oh my god! I was their sex slave The thought chilled me to the bone. Not wanting to think about it any more, I slammed the drawer closed. Opting to open the next one.

Pulling open the next drawer, this drawer was full lingerie. Sexy lingerie that was surely not meant for her, it was meant for another girl, a girl that this room belonged to, it was not meant for me, no way! This lingerie was meant for a 20 year old, a 20 year old that was sexy and tall and thin. This stuff was not meant for me, the little 16 year old that had no confidence and hated herself. All of this was meant for someone thtat oozed confidence. My fingers ran along the material of the lingerie, I've never put on let alone touched anything this sexy before. Some of the materials were soft, silky smooth, while others were sheer and meshy. They were all arranged by colour, all the colours of the rainbow was there. Oh my god, snap out of it girl! They're using you, they will make you put these on and then they will rape you. I can't even believe that I was so fascinated by these, these disgusting, slutty things that hardly qualified as clothing. I was getting even more mad, just thinking about how intrigued I was by these things. I slammed this drawer closed, just like the one before. I opened the next and it was just like the one before, though these ones were even smaller than the last ones. I didn't even want to look through this drawer.

I opened the next hesitantly, scared of what I would find this time, surely there can't be anything worse than what was in the drawers before... As I opened it I sighed a sigh of relief, in it were just neatly sorted pairs of underwear, underwear of every shape and style. There were lacy thongs, cotton boyshorts and everything in between. I gingerly plucked out a pair of boyshorts and slid the door clothes. The next drawer was filled with bras. I checked the sizes and sure enough, they were all in my size, I don't even want to think about how they knew my bra size. After picking out one, I slid this drawer closed and stepped out of the closet, closing the door behind me. I walked over to the next one and a bathroom lay behind it.

The bathroom was nothing spectacular, just a nice shower with clear doors and a light purple tiling. Is it just me, or is it weird that the door is completely see through? I pushed this thought from my head, not even wanting to think about could happen if one of them walked in while I was bathing. I padded my way over to the shower and carefully turned on the shower, I don't even know how long it has been since I showered last. The water was steaming hot before I stepped in. I stood under the nozzle and basked in the warmth.

"Fuck, you look so hot all wet like that." A deep voice chuckled. My eyes snapped open and my head whipped toward the doorway, there, leaning against the open doorway was my worst nightmare, Shadows.