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The young woman followed tentatively behind the two muscular men, clamping down on her tongue the pain kept her mind off of how much her legs were shaking. She was grateful neither of them could see just how truly freaked out she was about all of this. Why did her boyfriend have to be so stupid and gamble with these men? Now she had to pay the consequences for his idiocy.
Her eyes flicked up to look at the men who now escorted her to her new life. The larger one wore some kind of black military uniform, he looked like one of the big buff action heroes she had seen so many times in the military action movies her boyfriend loved to watch. Probably some ex special forces dude or something like that. The slightly smaller yet still intimidating man, Mr. Jacobs, had introduced the uniformed man as Michael, the head of Mr. Jacobs private security. The dudes biceps were almost thicker than her thighs, he looked like a Greek demigod that she remembered seeing a drawing of once, big and muscular yet looked like he could outrun a freight train.
Then there was Mr. Jacobs, he was not as large as Michael but just as intimidating. Mister Jacobs black hair and defined jawline gave him that dark and brooding appearance that probably caused many young women to shiver. He was confident and held himself like a man who owned the world, who is she kidding, he practically did. Mr. Jacobs was a multi billionaire, she'd seen his face on TV multiple times, driving down into Hollywood in a bright red Ferrari, model on each arm. She vaguely remembered something about hearing he had committed a felony or something like that but he got out of the charges scott-free and nothing ever stuck. He probably paid off the judge, hell he probably owned the entire damn legal system. And now here she was, stuck in debt to this man because of her stupid ass boyfriend getting in deep with this guy's security guards.
The young woman scratched her neck, slipping my finger between her slender neck and the steel collar that now was part of her permanent appearance probably. It was going to take her a while to get used to the cold metal around her throat. At least that was the most non-intrusive part . . . "processing" as they called it. Her shoulder still hurt from the injection they gave her, she was told by the woman with the needle that it would probably hurt for quite some time, biochips had become quite the revolution, but injecting them was still quite painful.
The girl felt like she was going to jump out of her skin when mr. Jacobs booming voice caught her attention as he turned around, right at the double doors at the end of the hallway they had just come down. "Welcome Amanda! I think you will quiet like it here, I know I know," Jacobs waved his hand casually, "it all seems very intimidating at first, especially with the permanent jewelry."
'Permanent jewelry? It's a fucking collar!' Amanda thought to herself, forcing herself not to scream and try to run away, knowing the collar was some kind of shock collar or something. Jacobs voice caught her attention once more, "but I promise you, if you do what you're told and do a good job, you will be well taken care of. You've probably never had health benefits like the ones that you have now, we have a private clinic, luxurious gym and even a spa. We always want you to look your best and remain fit!" The fake flashy a smile might have charmed the cameras and CEO's, but right now it sent a shudder down Amanda's back.
"Just do your job well sweetheart and we will take care of you." With that, Mr. Jacobs pushed through the double doors, Michael waited till Amanda stepped through and took up the rear. They stood in a room the size of a gymnasium , but this was no high school gym. Clean black floor, high-rise ceilings, large glass windows and pristine White Walls, this place was immaculate. Amanda couldn't help but look around for a moment as she looked about. This looked like some kind of lobby area or common room like she had seen at her old University. In the far right corner, there was a food court area, what looked to be a buffet table filled with fruit and vegetables along with delicacies she'd never even seen before except on TV. There were several tables where one could eat. A little closer to her, there was a lounge area with white couches and cushioned lounge chairs. Off to the left was a large glass wall that started from the floor and went all the way up to the ceiling. There was a set of automated glass doors that would slide open, but that's not what got her attention.
On the other side of the glass wall, was a gym that only money could buy. She didn't understand what all the equipment was but she knew enough to know that the strongest bodybuilders in the world would probably be jealous of a gym like this. Inside not just the gym but the entire complex, there were several men, all muscular, all of them prime specimens of the male species, all of them wearing a collar similar to Amanda's. Several of them looked like they could contest with Michael, others were smaller, leaner and more athletic but just as formidable. The amount of testosterone in masculinity in the room was overwhelming, not even the normal looking people in some kind of uniformed black t-shirts and grey sweatpants could say the feeling that one had walked into a teenage girls fantasy sex dream. The people in the Black shirts and sweatpants seemed to be some kind of personal trainers or doctors of the sort. All of them carrying tablets and could be seen either coaching the athletic gods or checking their vitals.
Along the far wall, up at least thirty feet was a large observation area that protruded slightly into the facility. It was a large room that ran the length of the entire gymnasium the floor came out several feet, overhanging the room below and the floor is out protruded out was made of glass along with the long glass pane window that ran the length of the observation room and made a distinct barrier between the people below and the people above. Amanda noticed several people up there, someone's wine glasses drinking casually as they watched the men workout, others watching big screen monitors that she could barely see and appeared to be on the opposite wall inside the room. The most notable thing about that observation room however was the tall, sexy foreign woman standing in a deep purple blouse and grey dress pants. The woman was casually sipping a glass of wine, staring right at Amanda and watching her intently.
