Mistake #1
Helen walked into her house and stood just inside the front door. She could hear some distressingly familiar sounds coming from her daughter's room. Suddenly incensed, she crept down the hall to her own room and retrieved her Smith and Wesson .357 magnum. Then she walked down the hall to her daughter's room and kicked open the door. As she suspected, some jerk she had never seen before was fucking her daughter's eyeballs out.
"Get your cock out of my daughter and your ass out of my house!!" Helen screamed.
The kid looked at the pistol, jumped up and into his pants and shoes and sprinted out the door leaving his boxers, socks and shirt.
"You bitch!" Tina screeched. "What the hell gives you the right to tell me what I can and cannot do? I'm 18 now. Get off my back."
"It is my house, you miserable little slut! You are turning it into the town whorehouse. You have become the county sperm bucket! This shit has got to stop!"
"I don't have to take this, you dried up old maid."
"If you want to stay in this house, you've got to stop being a whore, get a job and change your entire act."
Tina started throwing clothes into a back pack.
"I'm outa here, you bitch. I've had more than enough!"
Tina started for the door.
She yelled back at her mother, "Don't wait for a sobbing midnight phone call. I'll never see you or talk to you again!"
"Good riddance," yelled Helen, "You can't come back. You are dead to me. So long, slut."
And with that, she slammed the door. She didn't shed a tear. Tina had been nothing but trouble since junior high when she discovered boys. Helen was not going to miss the monthly trips to the police station, the paying of bail or the discovery of yet another indiscretion on Tina's part. She really hoped she would never see Tina again. She poured herself a double and sat down to enjoy it.
Mistake #2
Tina hitched rides to Los Angeles. She didn't have bus fare. The rides cost her 2 blow jobs and 3 fucks but she didn't care. She had been on the streets of Los Angeles for 2 weeks surviving on hooking. She didn't particularly like strange cocks invading her body, but she wasn't totally against it either.
She was strolling up Wilshire one night about midnight. A big Lincoln limo pulled up beside her and stopped. Another trick, she thought.
A guy about 6'5" got out of the passenger side.
"Are you looking for work, young lady?" he asked.
"Sure. What did you have in mind?"
"Well, we are looking for extras in a movie we're casting. Since you could obviously use some help and since you are quite beautiful, we have decided to offer you a chance at one of the parts."
You could have knocked Tina over with a feather. Her big chance to escape the streets was right in front of her. She had dreamed of being a movie star for as long as she could remember.
"OK, I'm ready to do this." She stated excitedly.
It never occurred to her to wonder why a movie was being cast at midnight. She knew nothing of the film industry. The fact that she was always given to snap judgments pushed her over the top. She got into the limo.
The back seat of the limo was completely blacked out. She had no idea where it was headed. When the door opened again, she was at the foot of a ramp leading into a 747 at Los Angeles International Airport.
"Hey, I thought they were casting in Hollywood!" she exclaimed.
"No, we're flying to Las Vegas for the interview and the shoot," The big guy told her.
"Oh, OK," she replied.
She skipped happily up the ramp and into the airplane. All the seats in the airplane looked like first class lounges. Odd. Then she noticed that all the passengers were girls, pretty and about her age.
"What is going on here?" she asked.
"Just have a seat, miss. We're taking off soon," came the reply.
Tina found a seat and sat down. She noticed that there were no windows in this airplane. She was starting to get nervous, as were several of the other girls.
"I have changed my mind. I want to get off now!!" she commanded.
Another big guy appeared from nowhere.
"Sit back down miss," he ordered.
"No way. This is the United States! You can't force me to go anywhere!" she yelled at him.
She never saw the backhanded blow coming. It knocked her back into her seat. Steel handcuffs hidden in the arm rests gripped her wrists. She was trapped!! She woke up 10 minutes later. The big guy was still there. She started thrashing around and screaming. A big hand clamped down on her mouth.
"Shut up and sit still or I'll be forced to knock your dumb ass out again," he stated mildly.
Tina stopped wiggling and yelling. She didn't want anymore of what this guy had to offer. She could tell from the sounds and motions that they were already in the air. She could do nothing about her situation yet. She was a bad, unruly girl with no sense of discipline, but she wasn't stupid. She knew that she would have a chance to escape eventually.
Mistake #3
After hours and hours in the air, the big jet touched down. Tina had no idea where they were, but she knew it wasn't Las Vegas. It had taken over 10 hours to get here. The jet taxied into the terminal area and stopped. The doors were opened.
"All of you stand up and get ready to deplane," came the command over the intercom.
The girls filed out, down the ramp and across the tarmac. They were facing a large building with "PWW ADMINISTRATION" written in large letters across the front.
The doors swung open and a loudspeaker told them to get inside. Inside they found a small auditorium with theater seats.
"Sit down!" the order came over the speakers.
All the girls sat. 30 minutes later, a door at the side of the stage opened and another giant man walked out to the podium.
"You must pay careful attention to what you are about to hear. Your survival depends on how well you understand these things and how you follow instructions," he announced.
He left the stage and another 30 minutes went by. A man easily as large as the rest came to the stage center.
"Pay close attention to what I'm going to tell you," he ordered. "The first thing you should know is where you are. I am here to tell you that it doesn't matter where you are. You are on an island in the Pacific. You will never learn where it is. The important thing is that the closest island to us is 560 miles away. The surf here is rough and is patrolled by sharks. These sharks have developed a taste for girl-flesh. You'll find out why later."
"Now, as to your situation. You are all here for 2 reasons. One, you are all beautiful. That is a job requirement. Two, you are all unattached and untraceable. We did our homework while you were airborne, so we know a lot about each of you. "
"You will undergo multilevel training here. You will pass or die. There is no third option."
If you do not speak English or if you think your language skills are not strong, get up now and go through the red door."
About 20 of the girls filed out through the red door.
"The rest of you will undergo a brief boot camp where you will learn to obey simple commands. The penalties for failure are harsh. Do not test the instructor's patience. You do not get a second chance. Now, leave your belongings here. If you have any dope, leave that here too. There will be no exceptions. If you are addicted, you will just have to suffer through it. We are not a rehab clinic. File out through the blue door. Welcome to PWW," he said as he left.
The blue door swung open and the girls started to file out. They went down a long hall and through a door that said,"Quartermaster." Inside, they found several more huge guys issuing clothing. They guys said nothing. After they received their clothes, A guy appeared and told them to follow him. They exited the quartermaster room and went across and open field and into a large gymnasium. There were storage baskets to one side and a bunch of shower heads on the other side.
"Put your new issue clothes in the baskets and take your clothes off," came the order from the speakers." NOW!"
The clothes started to hit the floor and soon all the girls were standing around in bras and panties.
"All off them! Get nude now!" came the order.
Panties and bras followed the outer garments. Soon all the girls were nude.
"Go shower now. Be sure to wash thoroughly. There will be a cleanliness inspection and you must pass it."
As the girls walked across the gym, several large men picked up all their clothes and dumped them into one container.
"Hey," yelled Tina, "That's my stuff!"
One of the guys walked across the gym and slapped her butt hard. It stung. She yelped.
"Keep your mouth shut. You were not told to talk. You don't have any 'stuff' any more. Everything you have, including yourself belongs to the company," he said quietly.
"Bullshit!" yelled Tina, "you can't get away with this crap. I have rights. I'm 18. I'm an adult."
The guy looked at her with sad eyes and knocked her flat. When she woke up, she was spread eagled on a table. Her hands, feet and head were strapped down. She couldn't move. Slowly she started to remember how she got into this mess.