The cell they were in was bare except for the two large mats they were supposed to use as beds and a bucket in the corner half filled with water. Jennifer had dropped onto one mat and hadn't moved since. Scarlett fell on the other mat whimpering quietly. Kate dragged herself over to the bucket to clean her face off the dirt and grime that coated her face and chest. Alicia slowly fell next to Jennifer in a stupor, still in shock over the day.
Janice fought to bring herself out of the shell she'd been hiding in for the past five hours. She was able to push aside Alicia's consciousness and take control of her body again. The pain from her body came crashing down on her, making her gasp. It was awful, but it was nothing like that first hour before she'd realized she could hide inside her mind.
She looked at each of her companions, wondering if they'd made the same discovery. She slid closer to Jennifer.
"Karen?" She spoke softly. "Are you in there? It's Janice. We came for you."
Janice wiped Jennifer's eyes clear of the grim, allowing her to open them.
Jennifer's eyes fluttered a bit before opening and took even longer to focus on Janice.
Janice was able to see a slight improvement from Jennifer's distraught look as Karen took control.
"Janice?!" Her face hopeful for a moment before she crashed again and grimaced, "Oh, honey! You shouldn't have come! This is awful!" Her face broke and her eyes filled with tears. "There's no hope! They'll break us and put us to work in the brothel... and we'll be happy about it!" She cringed, "I'm so sorry for bringing you into this."
"Is okay, Karen. It's only a game. We'll figure this out." Janice assured her.
Karen cried for a little while clinging to Janice.
"This is no game." She wept. "It's a training tool to turn us into sex slaves."
Janice grimaced at the thought of that. She pulled Karen closer, hoping to console her. She leaned down and kissed Karen's forehead.
Immediately, Alicia's eyes shot open.
* * * * *
[Six hours earlier]
"Well, bitches! It's time to begin your training!"
Janice hung limp between the two men carrying her into the room. Exhausted from trying to escape ever since she woke up in the cage on the way into town. Scarlett and Kate were in much worse condition after their failed escape attempt. Their shirts were ripped and frayed, and their backs were red and raw from the whipping they'd taken.
They were carried into a large room that seemed to be some kind of a dining hall. Tables lined the sides of the room around an open space in the middle of the room. Chair at the tables all faced inward. The table opposite the entrance had a larger ornate chair in the middle. There must have been seating for over a hundred. Instead of a dance floor in the middle there were four contraptions arranged in a ten foot square near the center of the twenty foot open area.
Her breathe caught as she recognized Jennifer Lawrence (or Everdeen, as the character was named) tied over a padded horse, her arms and legs strapped to the posts. Her hair was caught in a wrap, with a rope tied to her hips, yanking her head back. Her naked body was covered in a sheen of dirt, sweat, and worse. Her back and ass were red and crisscrossed with thin cuts.
Janice winced as she saw her face. Spittle dribbled from the corners of her gaping mouth. Her face was covered with splotches of dried cum. Her eyes were glazed as she stared into space, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.
"Ah, finally! Your friends haven't finally decided to join you, Ms. Everdeen." A deep voiced man spoke as Janice was dragged forward. Janice saw the model from the videos standing in the middle of the room.
"Dr. Croft!" He grinned at Janice. "My name is Master Kwame. It is a pleasure to meet you." His grin turned into a leer, "it will be an even greater pleasure to have you!" His arm reached out touch one of the contraptions, drawing Janice's eyes to it.
There were two posts about six feet tall with slots along the inside. A flat board about a foot tall stretched across with three holes: a larger in the middle, with two smaller ones on either side. The board was about three feet off the ground. About three feet away was a T-shaped post, also about three feet in height. Her eyes widened recognizing it. It was a pillory.
Janice shook her head in terror as she was taken to it.
The men holding her bent her over the T-post and locked her head and hands in the stocks before she could even think to scream. She heard the clinking and clanking of chains, felt clamps cinch about her ankles and her feet were yanked painfully wide.
Master Kwame had turned to greet Scarlett and Kate and sent them each into their own device.
Across from Janice, Scarlett was taken to what looked like a door frame about twelve feet tall by about five feet wide. Clamps were attached to her wrists and ankles and chains were attached to each. A button on the frame was pressed and the chains started clanking, slowly pulling her limbs in four different directions. Her eyes panicked as she was slowly lifted off the ground and her legs splayed out wide.
"Aaaaaaaii!" She screamed in pain as she was pulled to the limit.
"Now, we can't have you disturbing the neighborhood with screams like that," Master Kwame chided her mockingly. He lifted what looked like a small belt and wrapped it around her head. He then lifted a fat dildo about five inches long towards her mouth.
