I wake up with my heart pounding. The last thing I remember is walking down the street before a car stopped to ask me for directions. After that, everything went black.
The room I'm in is dingy with only a mattress and a toilet in the corner. I can see cameras blinking at me from above.
Adrenaline rushes through my veins as I hear the padded door unlocking and I'm suddenly no longer alone.
He fills up the room with his presence. I'm too afraid to speak. I don't know if I even remember how to speak anymore.
"Good morning, little whore," he says affectionately. "Poor thing, have you realized what's happened yet?"
I stare at him with wide eyes as he sighs and sits down next to me. He pets my cheek and I flinch with fear.
"You've been kidnapped. Welcome to your new life, my pretty slave."
"Why can't I remember anything?" I ask hoarsely, my voice cracking. I wonder how long I've been sleeping.
"That's a side effect, sweetie. Unfortunately, we had to prepare you for your new life by using drugs to erase your memories."
I can feel myself getting paler and paler.
"It's okay," he pinches my cheek. "You'll have friends who will explain things down the way. You're not alone here, we've done this to plenty of other girls. You'll meet them soon, after your initiation."
"Initiation?" I repeat and he nods kindly. The door opens and more men walk in. They're all handsome, but my heart still pounds with fear at the sight of them.
"I've chosen you as a potential slave," he tells me. "But first, I need to see what you're capable of. So I'd suggest you try to impress me. You wouldn't want to be stuck with one of the others. They're much crueler."
My eyes slide to one of the men with a malicious smirk. I shiver at the thought of what he'd do to me.
"What do you want from me?" I whimper. I want to stay brave, but my voice and body are both betraying me.