Tessa's P.O.V
I was sitting in my little corner when the door sprang open and a woman maybe nearing her fifties came in with a bag. She looked around the room and her eyes settled on me. I was beginning to feel anxious.
"You there, come on here."
I got up and hesitatingly made my way towards her.
"You've got to perform a lap dance for the boys out there. You know how to lap dance I suppose." I nodded in agreement. This thing was getting worse. I wanted to go home but I was trapped in a brothel along with more girls. This was all wrong. "You've got the clothes that you need to wear in there and there's a razor blade. Make sure you shave your girly parts. I'll take you in 10 minutes." she continued and left me there.
"You've got to do it else you will be punished. You'll be whipped or what not else." said a girl next to me.
I started undressing myself in a little corner. Even though I was probably going to end up naked in front of 3 men in a short while, it felt odd to be naked in a room with about a dozens of girls.
After sometime I was led to a room where the three men were sitting on different couches. Their was Mark, James and maybe the driver. When I saw the driver, I froze in fear. He was the same man at the club, who was trying to slip his hand down my dress. That is why his voice sounded familiar the other day. Their eyes travelled along my body and I could see the driver licking his lip.I wish this would end quickly and I'll get back to that room which is safer than here. The woman was dimming the lights and she put on some music.
"Well, well sweetheart, here we meet again. I told you we will meet soon. Where's lover boy now, huh?" he said
"Come on now baby, shake that bootie for us. Don't be shy." Mark said.
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS? WHY AM I HERE? LET ME GO AWAY RIGHT NOW?" I shouted at them.
"You have two choices, either you do what we ask you to or you take a bullet in your head. Choose love." James replied.
He took my hand and made me sit over him. "Relax now and dance."
I started shaking my upper body involuntarily and I jiggled my hips. I had once seen a lap dance in a movie and I was trying to imitate it whist tears streamed down my face. The other two whistled and James turned me around so that now I was facing him. He started unbuttoning the white man's shirt I was wearing and threw it away on the floor, leaving me in a black bra and a thong. I felt so exposed right now. Next he made me stand over him and placed my hands over his shoulders making me gyrate up and down.
"Let her come over to me now," said the driver.
I got down and picked up the white man's shirt and quickly put it on. Then I bolted down the hallway as fast as I could. I could hear their footsteps behind me but I continued running until I reached the door. I saw the van's keys lying on a table nearby and quickly dived to take it. I was turning the knob of the door when I felt strong arms wrap around me, lifting me in the air."
"No, LET GO OF ME, YOU MORONS," I shouted as I kicked him at his sensible spot. He instantly released me and we both fell to the ground. I scrambled to my feet and dashed for the door once more. I had never driven a van before but who cares, all I needed to do was get away from there.
"Stop!" Mark shouted and when I didn't he fired a bullet in the air. I stopped and turned around. I cursed myself as the guy from the club grabbed me inside. I was so close to getting away. He tightened his grip around me. Once inside, he dropped me to the floor. His face was boiling with rage and he slapped me. James came from behind and strapped me to a chair.
"You wanted to play it the hard way. Prepare yourself to meet your worst nightmares now bitch."
Mark came into the room carrying what seemed like cotton pads and wires attached to them. He stuck them to the upper parts of body. The other guy who I had just learned was called Jackson, took some batteries out of his pocket and grabbed the wires. He then touched the wire with the positive side of the body and the other to the negative. Excruciating pain seared through my chest. I could feel the electricity run through my body. I tried to hold my tears back but it was impossible. They came rushing out with screams of pain and the men laughed mercilessly. As the pain stopped, I opened my eyes and James looked at me and said " Will that be enough to make you toe the line, next time?"
Mark untied me from the chair and grabbed me by the hair. When he let go, I immediately fell to the ground. There was no energy left in me at all.
"Get her ready Martha," Jackson shouted and she came dragging me along with her in the bedroom in which I was being "checked for weapons". She started undressing me from the clothes I was wearing and after a short while I was dressed in a thong, a basque that had very tight cups which were way to small for me. I felt really uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do. I didn't have the strength to lift a finger. The electric shock had drained me from all my energy and I lied down motionlessly on the bed.
"You shouldn't have run away girl. You don't know what they are like. They are beasts. It's horrible to watch them snatch the innocence of young girls but I am helpless. There is nothing I can do to help you. He will take sometime to come. So I'll make you wear this dress meanwhile so that you don't feel cold."
I said nothing and I prayed that Zayn would come and take me away soon. After all, he's always been there to save me. As my body stopped hurting, I continued to stare blankly at the ceiling until I drifted into a sleep.
I was awoken by Jackson who had come into the room. He locked the door and made his way on the bed.
"Ready for a day of fun, love? Who will save you today baby? Lover boy? Where is he? Won't he save you tonight?" he laughed.
He went on top of me and started kissing me. It was so sloppy, I wanted to pull back but he was so strong that his lips kept crashing against mine. His hands moved away from my face and ripped off the dress and threw it on the ground. His hands slithered along my body and gripped the basque cup. He slightly squeezed my breasts and moved them in slow circles. I wanted to pull away but it was futile.His finger pulled down the cup revealing my breasts. He bent down and nuzzled my nipples before starting to pinch it. It was hurting some much. My breasts had always been very sensitive and now it was hurting really a lot. I wanted to shout to tell him to stop but he continued until a faint sound came out from my mouth. "You want more of it love." he said grinning and he started pinching them using his teeth. Tears slowly fell from my eyes as he continued to abuse of my already tortured body. After what seemed an eternity he took his hands off my breasts and he looked at me and said "All these are really cute, but they are in my way." A shiver ran down my spine as he deftly unclasped the basque, opening it down and pulling it away from my round breasts. He paused to look at them and started slapping them. Again they hurt like hell but he continued until they were red and with an devilish tone he said "That's what happens when you try to run away." I had no choice but to let him please himself with my helpless body. With pleading eyes I looked at him wishing he would leave me alone but at that moment Martha was knocking furiously at the door and shouting "Come on out sir. It's urgent. The police is here."
"Wait till I sort this thing out," he said enraged and got off me. He went out of the room leaving me naked. I had lost everything, my innocence, my pride, my happiness, friends, job, self-respect, EVERYTHING. I felt like a cheap slut. My whole world had fallen apart.
Louis's P.O.V
The detective had already obtained the location of the house and we were driving there. I can't wait to take Tessa away from there. I missed her so much. I wonder how she is, how she is feeling. Zayn said that she was being abused of but that won't make me love her any less. Paul said that we would reaching there in a few minutes.
The police was already there and I could see them arguing with three men. One of them looked strangely familiar but I couldn't remember from where I had seen him. I ignored them and went straight inside followed by the boys. We all split up trying to look for Tessa. I kept crying her name "Tessa, Tessa, where are you?" but no noise. Then I heard a feeble sound coming from a room and it looked somehow like Tess' voice and I immediately went in. I was shocked to see Tessa lying naked in only a thong on the bed. I immediately looked around the room for her clothes and saw a large floral dress lying on the floor. I slipped it through her body and she looked at me gratefully with tears flowing down her cheeks. She looked so vulnerable and weak. I carried her outside the room bridal style and called to the boys that I had found her. Zayn came running and he took her out of my arms and he carried her outside and put he in the van.
The police had already arrested the 3 men and they were taking along with them several other girls. On the ride back home, Tessa was quiet, she didn't say a word and kept her face hidden in Zayn's chest who was stroking her hair soothingly. "Poor Tessa! She must be feeling terrible right now but I'll make that she recovers from all this trauma, really soon. I'll shower with all the love in the world.