Annie was placed back into the truck, her collar attached to a chain on the bar inside. Samantha just crawled to a doggy bed that was thrown in with her, laying down in the fetal position. After awhile on the road, Samantha spoke. "You should learn to accept it, as long as you have that collar you're not going anywhere."
"How long have you.. been paying a debt?" Annie asked.
"My father owed a debt to some very nasty people, my mother and I are paying it off. I sometimes get to see her, sometimes I assist her."
"Assist her? What do you mean by assist?"
Samantha went silent for a moment. "Has he talked about his girls? There are other girls whose souls he's shattered. They are animals, vicious; they will teach you the lesson that you have no choices, anymore. They will hurt you, order you to do things and you will do them. Or they hurt you."
"Hurt you how?" Annie asked, but Samantha went silent and would say no more. For the rest of the drive she was silent, and the silence was more nerve wracking then their captors verbal threats. Annie tried not to imagine what these girls put Samantha through; but her imagination ran wild thinking of all the sick bondage stuff her country had produced. The truck came to a stop and their captor came out, opening the truck for them.
"Alright slut, welcome to the club; the ladies are waiting for you downstairs. I suggest you do as you are told with limited whining; it might go easier for you that way." Just to remind her who was in charge, she felt a surge of electricity coursing through the collar. Annie cringed and fell to her knees. He attached a chain to Annie's collar and led her into the club.
The club was a dimly lit area that looked like a topless bar, with strippers. There was a large- breasted young lady who was at least twenty, if Annie was any judge; she had short hair and a petite frame, serving drinks. All she was wearing was a too short t-shirt, with the word 'slut' written across it. Annie was taken to a stairwell that led to the basement.
"Ladies, meet Annie; a new addition to the club. I trust you will educate her on how things are run." The ladies said nothing, but the glower they gave her spoke volumes. She was a possible new favourite, someone to take away their customers and possibly their chance at being free. Annie was sweating bullets as the owner left her to their tender mercies. Annie backed away, her hands up and spread, in a defensive posture.
"I'm not here by choice; just like you, I imagine. Please don't hurt me! I'm just like you, I just want to go home." Annie was starting to feel self-conscious around the other girls. A tall red head wearing a black leather corset circled around her.
"Let's see what you have to work with." She purred, reaching for her exposed underwear.
"What are you-" She suddenly felt her head wrenched back violently, as the redhead pulled her hair.
"You don't talk back, you don't resist and maybe you will get through your stay here in one piece."
Annie whimpered, as the hooters girl was motioned to come over. "Now, this is Denise. I want to see her tits, so help her with her shirt." Annie helped Denise take off her shirt, the young woman offering no resistance; her huge tits bouncing out of it.
Annie felt her panties being taken off. "No, please." Annie whispered. The redhead snapped her fingers and the hooters girl approached her, showing no signs of discomfort. Another young lady walked in front of Annie; a trashy looking Asian, with long hair that was dyed dark blue.
"Now, this is Miku, I want you to finger fuck her." Annie stared at the Queen Bee, knowing that it really wasn't a request. She went over to Miku, who was dressed in a trashy, red lingerie ensemble with matching stockings and heels. She hesitantly formed a cup with her right hand and started to grind the palm between her legs; pressing softly at first. Annie continued rubbing against Miku; she groaned a little bit as Annie slid a finger underneath the panties and rubbed some more.
"Not bad, you just keep listening and doing what you're told and nothing bad should happen to you," The redhead told her. Annie just nodded, when suddenly she felt a sharp pain against her cheek. She looked up, to see the red head with a rider's crop in her hands. "I said, do you understand?"
