This takes place after my story Hall of Pleasure: Part 6.
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My body was a snuggling tangle with Liz's, when we were woken. There were two men standing above us, with clothes on, which I immediately recognized as staff of this nightmare.
"New cunt, youve been accused of cockblocking last night."
My jaw dropped, and I looked at Liz.
"Did you?" she asked with panic in her eyes.
I shook my head, and said "I wasn't even working last night, just cleaning up."
The other man spoke, "A customer said he asked you to sniff a cunt, and you refused. The cunt in question said he was telling the truth."
I shook my head, "no, I swear. I said no, but when they explained I had to, I did it. Even though it was my day off."
The two men, lifted me to my feet by my armpits, and one of them cuffed my hands behind my back.
Liz stood in front of me while they cuffed me, and said "you're going to be fine, and I'll be waiting for you when you get back."
The two men held me by the elbows and lead me out of my room, and down the hall. I had not seen the entrance to this place, and was amazed that it was doorless.
"You're going to feel the shock that happens if you ever try to escape, but listen you dumb little cunt, if you ever make it through this door, there are five more to get out of the building, and each one alerts a security guard."
I nod bracing to see what the shock will feel like. When they take me through the doorway, I feel volts shoot through my body, and scream. I have never felt pain like that before, my body went slack and I immediately peed myself.
The two men laugh and drack my limp body into a large room.
As I catch my breath and regain my walking position, I look around and see all of the women scattered around the room. One woman, who looks as if she once was pretty, appears to be asleep, with a ring gag in her mouth, her head the only part of her body not in a wooden box. Another woman is in stocks, she is awake and being fucked in her ass and mouth. By the sag on her breasts--tits--I assume she is older.
"Don't worry cunt, this isn't the place for you. This is the cunts who aged out and are available 24/7. You're 18? You probably have ten years before you end up out here."
I gulped. These were the broken throw away sex slaves, the girls who weren't desirable to these monsters anymore. I suspected it was as much about spirit as age, and realized there must be an expiration date for my spirit that would end before the usefulness of my holes.