You were only 14 when you were kidnapped in the middle of the day. No one ever found you, now you were 17.

When you were kidnapped you were forced to work in a whore club. You were just a kid and the rest of the girls working there looked at you with pity.

They didn't argue with their bosses as they knew the consequences but you didn't. On the night of your first client he called your boss telling him that you were fighting.

You got beaten up and yelled at from him. He told you how you're there to please the clients and do what they tell you.

Three years of torture till you became 17 and you were still there. You tried to run away so many times because you never got used to it.

Unfortunately with no success, but you weren't gonna give up. Today was also one of those days. It was Friday and it was gonna be full and busy so the bosses wouldn't notice you, or you thought so.

Looking at the building there was a sign of a whore club. I felt strange sympathy for that girl and wanted to understand what was happening.

Walking in the building I see a receptionist who greets me. "Hello sir, looking for some fun and chilling?" were his words.

As I greeted him back saying yes even though my thoughts were with that girl I had seen the receptionist asked me about a kind of girl I would like. Color of hair, eyes ect.

As I described what I remembered from her appearance he showed me a picture and I said it was her "Great choice, she's a feisty one" were the receptionist's words and I wondered what it meant.

"She'll be ready in a minute, here's the key to your room" the receptionist says before going to tell the girl to get ready.