Work Attire/An abandoned warehouse or store in a strange city.
From Create Your Own Story
He carries you through a wire mesh gate, and now you are in what appears to be a small industrial park. It doesn't seem to be in use, judging from the lack of signs of life. You can't hear any sort of traffic noises. There are no trucks, no forklifts, no pallets, no men moving around, none of the sounds of labor you might expect. All you can see is an ocean of concrete, a chain link fence in the distance, and several ugly brick buildings, all of two or three stories, all gathered around a concrete square. Some of them have large sliding doors, big enough to take a truck through. Most of them are closed, but one set on the closest warehouse is sitting open wide enough for two or three people to walk through.
The man carries you into this warehouse, the other man beside him. You keep looking around, but all you can tell is that this building is large and empty. You have no idea what it might have been used to store, and how long ago it was shut down. Now it is just four walls, some of them with big doors in them, and a cement floor.
The man carries you across the floor to a flight of metal stairs. He throws you over his shoulder and carries you up the stairs, the second man still following.
At the top of the stairs, the man carries you, still flung over his shoulder, down a long hallway. You can see doors on both sides, none of which are open.
After a while, you turn left, then go down another corridor, then turn right.
You make several more turns, until you have no idea where you are. Finally, the men stop. The other one, the one who is not carrying you, opens a door. The other one steps through the open door and dumps you roughly on the ground, almost like you are a bag of laundry.
You are in a small closet, just a few feet on each side. The floor is the same rough concrete you saw on the first floor, and the walls appear to be plain concrete as well.
You look up at the men, who are standing in the doorway, looking down at you. You try to get away from them, sliding on your butt across the floor until your back is touching the wall behind you. You wish you could go further, wish you could teleport yourself away from these men.
The one who carried you leans down and begins to play with your breasts. He is rough, squeezing and twisting until the pain is excruciating. You moan in protest at first, and try to shrink away from the man, but then you realize that every time you make a sound, he squeezes and twists a little harder. As soon as you realize this, you force yourself to stop, and stay silent while he continues to abuse your breasts. Eventually, he lets go. You gasp in relief.
The man speaks, the first words he's said to you since before they put you in the trunk. "Now we're going to leave you alone for a while, and let you worry about what's going to happen to you when we come back."
"Mmmm! mmm!," you say, Please! No!, but you cant' make yourself understood and neither man seems interested in what you have to say anyway. They both leave, closing the door behind them. You hear a clicking sound as one of the men locks it.
So now you are alone. You have no idea how long the men are going to leave you here like this, naked, bound, gagged, defenseless and terrified. It's so dark in this closet that you can't even see your toes. The only sounds you can hear are your own rasping breath and your occasional sobs. You don't even know if anyone is looking for you. They would have realized something was wrong when you didn't show up for work, but they probably haven't figured out what happened to you. They certainly won't have figured out where you are. You don't know where you are, so how can anyone else find you?
You start feeling around with your bound hands, desperately looking for any way of getting free.
Do you get free, or do you fail?
- Success. You find a way to get out of your bonds and escape
- Failure. You are still bound and gagged when one of the men comes into the room
| Status | ||
| Day | 3 | Clothing |
| Health | Terrified and bound | |
