Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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London, England
Among the darkness, a chain rattling created noise in the dark purple room. Heels were heard stomping over the floor, following a woman breathing heavily. A figure moved beyond the curtains, towards the bed as the chain stopped when a woman sat down in the middle of the king size bed. Lucy Pinder found herself in the captivity of a woman she had been addressing as 'Mistress' all through the night. The busty glamour model sat on the bed, breathing heavily. She was afraid, unknowing what to expect at this point. Kimberly stood holding her chain as she began to detach it from the collar around her neck. A tight one piece bustier outfit had been fitted over Lucy's body. With the chain removed from the ring of her collar, Kimberly sighed.
"Why are you so nervous all the time? Just relax."
Kimberly began to stomp off. Her heels clicked loudly over the floor. In the past few hour, Lucy had been taken to Nigel's penthouse suite. She had a bath and then spent an entire hour going through clothes, outfits and sets of high heels seeing what could fit and what outfits she preferred. After that, Kimberly took her into what would be her room among the penthouse suite and allowed Lucy to pick bed sheet colors and a few decorations. When Lucy asked what all this was about, Kimberly threatened her with the riding crop and told her to shut her mouth. All she was told was that she was to be Nigel's new 'trophy whore'. Kimberly hinted that another woman lived in the suite with him, as Lucy would not be alone. Nigel fancied himself as a playboy who preferred to be surrounded by a harem of women.
A trophy whore was among Nigel's favorites, only a special woman who he deemed worthy to live with him. Lucy realized soon enough that she was in captivity with this man. Though he had not returned, it had dawned on her earlier tonight that she would not be escaping rather easily. Kimberly removed the leather collar from her neck an hour ago and replaced it with a locking silver metal collar. It required a key to take off and had been fitted to Lucy's neck size. She felt like a slave in a dangerous game while wearing the heavy piece of metal around her neck. In the front of the collar was a large metal ring where the chain had been attached earlier. Among the room, dark curtains were hanging from every passageway. Lucy heard footsteps and saw the curtains rustling from the left side of the room. She panicked, calling out in fear.
"Who's there!? Show yourself!"
Laughter crackled from a soft voice almost in a sinister laugh. Lucy only knew that the voice was coming from a woman, but it was definitely not Kimberly. The curtains pulled apart and then a woman stood tall in a similar bustier outfit that Lucy was wearing. She looked back at her with piercing green eyes. Lucy instantly recognized the woman. Her jaw dropped as it was an old friend of hers from back in her days of modelling in various glamour magazines.
"Oh my god, Holly!"
"Hello Lucy, it's been quite a long time."
The curtain moved as Holly Peers stepped out, offering a smug grin to Lucy as the old friends were now reunited. To Lucy, this was a strange coincidence that she didn't quite understand at first. There wasn't a collar placed around Holly's neck, something she instantly noticed. The other woman joined her, sitting on the bed as the smirk was still painted across her lips.
"What are you doing here, Holly? I haven't seen you in years."
"I'm with Nigel now, I live here with him. He told me that I would have company today as a surprise, I had no idea that you would be joining us."
Lucy took a deep breath as she glanced away. Something didn't quite make sense to her but she couldn't put her finger on the thoughts yet. Holly looked over and spoke again.
"You look scared, Lucy. What's the matter?"
"I...I don't know what I'm doing here. I feel like I've become a prisoner here."
Holly paced her finger up to Lucy's lips, silently calling for her to hush.
"Shhhh! Calm down, everything is going to be fine. Nigel obviously thinks highly of you. If he didn't, you would be in the harem downstairs and not up here with me."
The other woman giggled while reaching her hand to hold Lucy's. Holly spoke again.
"It's been a while since I had a companion up here with me."
Lucy was thinking to herself while she remained quiet. Luke was still on her mind, as this entire situation of offering sex was originally to free Luke. Now it had developed into something far different, bringing her into captivity and reunited with her old friend Holly. She thought about what Holly was saying, mentioning a harem. She finally spoke back to her friend while gazing into her beautiful green eyes.
"That other woman told me I was to become a trophy whore. What did she mean by that?"
"Oh honey, that means you are special. I'm Nigel's other trophy whore. He likes to keep two, his favorite women. You will live with him like I do, we're going to have so much fun together."
Holly crackled into giggling once more. She patted Lucy on the shoulder, reassuring her as the nervous tensions were still clear from her facial expressions.
"Lucy, you should feel honored. He thinks highly of you, obviously. If he didn't, he would've put you in the harem with the other girls. If you were in the harem, then he would share you out to other men. He's not doing that though, oh no. You're a trophy whore, that means you're special."
Reaching her hand out, Holly slid her index finger through the large metal ring attached to Lucy's collar. She tugged it, just as she had seen Nigel had done to her when she had worn the collar herself. She pulled Lucy closer until their lips were merely inches away. Starring into her big brown eyes, she smirked and spoke again.
"You and me are about to become best friends. Just like we used to be when we used to model together. Welcome, Lucy."
