Nina woke gently from a dream she could not quite remember, and after blinking her eyes open, lay quiet and still, thinking of where she was, not wanting to risk disturbing the unseen men she knew must be in the house. She could feel the bruises on her buttocks from the beating she had taken yesterday, not painful as such but noticeable.
"It must be Sunday now," she thought. Questions flooded her mind in a confused jumble as she recalled yesterday's events: "I can't believe I slept here. How do I get home? What time is it? Where is Des?"
She looked around the room, wondering what to do. The room was long, the walls painted a rich dark green that was offset by matching cream skirting boards, dado rails, and cornices, the electrical fitters were all brushed gold, and the deep cream carpet gave the room the feeling of a luxury hotel. A couple of light and airy abstract paintings highlighted by discrete ceiling lights gave the room some sense of space since there were no windows. Nina knew it was underground, having been taken down the stairs yesterday. The room was a pleasant warmth, the air was fresh and not musty.
At one end of the room was the entrance door, also painted a dark shade of green with gilt handles, along with a set of fitted wardrobes. An upholstered ottoman sat in the middle of that section. Further up, a partition wall came halfway across the room dividing the wardrobes and the bed, the partition supported a large mirror in front of a dressing table on one side and a large television facing the bed.
The other side of the partition was an enormous king-sized double bed. The bed cover was a luxury heavy cotton satin, also in matching dark green, with fine high-count white cotton sheets underneath. Each side of the beds had dark wooden side tables, and the door to the large ensuite bathroom was to the left.
On the wall next to the corridor was an upholstered green chaise longue, and a console table which arranged neatly were several plastic bottles of water. Overall it was a tasteful, expensively decorated cell.
Nina realised she had no idea what time it was, only that she was hungry thirsty and needed to use the toilet. She rolled over and looked over the side of the bed for the robe, she knew she dropped last night, but it was neatly folder on an the chaise longue a couple of meters away, there were also new bottles of water on the consul table as well, someone had been in the room while she was asleep, the thought made her shiver.
However, the impulse to pee was getting stronger and she climbed out of the bed, covering her nakedness as best she could and hopped over to the chaise longue and the robe.
As she sat on the toilet she looked around her surroundings, wondering how she could get out. Her eyes eventually spotted the CCTV camera on the ceiling, a red light blinked on it. Her heart sank, she looked around, there was another one pointing directly at the shower, every bit of the bathroom was covered. She pulled the robe closer around her and allowed herself to think over the events of yesterday. She closed her eyes and remembered being strapped down, how the restraints felt when we tried to pull on them, the weight of that man pressing down on her, his smell, the feel of his penis inside her, the strength of the orgasm which almost made her pass out. She shook her head and tried to stop thinking about it.
When she went back to the bedroom she found more cameras in the ceiling. She tried the door again, but it was still locked, she realised she was a prisoner and the thought made her heart jolt. She considered for a moment knocking to get someone's attention, but she feared to meet with these men again, especially as she had nothing on but the robe.
So as quietly as possible she explored the room, first silently opening the doors to the fitted wardrobes. Hanging from the rail were a series of outfits on hangers. Nina looked through them, wincing at the noise as one of the hangers squeaked against the rail. She lifted one of the outfits out, it was a white cotton doctor's outfit, a red cross embroidered on the breast and a deep v in the top, the length went down to the top of Nina's thighs, the other outfits were similar, maid, Emirates airline stewardess (which looked real), witch, pirate, cat girl, 4 outfits she recognised as Hogwarts uniforms and several sets of skimpy but expensive underwear.
Next, she silently opened the draws one by one, in them she found a huge range of vibrators and other sex toys in a range of colours and sizes, and a range of leather items, most she had no idea what they were, there were condoms, lubricants and even chocolate body paint.
At least she had water and got back into bed, getting under the covers still in the robe and sipped from the opened plastic bottle as she pondered over what to do. She thought about Des, wondering if he would rescue her, her mind wondered briefly to imagining the door opening and Des being there, bruised but unbeaten, there to save her. She felt guilty about the day before, and embarrassed if Des found out. She knew she loved Des and wanted to get back to him.
Chidy had been watching her on the screen since she woke. She had been out for over 14 hours, she would be well rested now. Chidy got the cook to get food for her and carried on watching her while it was prepared.
Nina jumped when she heard the lock click and the door open. She looked around guiltily as if she had been caught doing something wrong. Her heart raced as adrenaline surged through her body.
The door swung open and an elderly black man came in with a tray which he lay on the side table. From under his arm, he took a folding bed tray table, opened it out and unbidden lay the tray on the bed across the bed over Nina, before be placed the the tray.
"Where are my clothes" Nina asked in a whisper, the man ignored her. Instead, he poured coffee from an ornate silver pot into a cup. The rich smell of the coffee filled the room and made Nina realise how hungry she was.
"I want to go," she asked again quietly, the man said nothing, he stared at her for a moment, his eyes seemed soulful and somewhat sad and he then turned and walked out of the room. Nina could see Chidy outside, guarding the door his expression gave away nothing and he closed the door and locked it again, the click in the lock somewhat ominous.
Nina smelt the food and realised how famished she was. She lifted the cover on the tray and found a stack of pancakes and jam in a little pot, she sat on the edge of the bed and ate. Before she was finished the door lock clicked and Chidy came in. Nina eyed him fearfully.
"You will pay off your boyfriend's debt" Chidy declared calmly in a matter-of-fact tone.
Chidy carried on "Tonight you will go out with a man, and you will do everything he tells you, everything. If we get a good report Mr Adebayo will let you go. If we don't it will be bad for you and very bad for Des."
Nina said nothing gripping the bed cover. Chidy's words were failing to make sense to her. She was in denial of what was happening.
Chidy knew that if given all the information at once girls would immediately say no and while they would all break sooner or later, the process took time and could result in damage to the merchandise. Nina was premium merchandise and she was not to be marked.
Much better to lead them step by step, she had agreed to come here to do a job, then she had been photographed without being asked, followed by a beating and making her accept her boyfriend's debts, then a blow job, the being stripped, the rape, the raped again, and then to be imprisoned.
The real trick was to make her a prisoner in her own mind. Chidy was experienced in this. The next step was to agree to prostitute herself.
There was silence, Chidy stared at her unblinking. Finally, Nina said in a quiet scared voice "I can't, there must be another way".
Chidy just stared at her, and the tension built up, he knew the first stage was denial. The second ticked by, Nina felt the silence oppressive Nina noticed how bloodshot his eyes were, she had to break the silence. "Please there must be another way, I want to go home now" she begged a hint of desperation in her voice.
"There is no other way," Chidy said firmly, leaving no room for argument.
