Thread: The Newest Acquistion (Presto & Caleb Raines)

Chills of anticipation rolled down the redhead's spine as the car hummed along the foreign road quietly. Sixteen years old and she hadn't been made aware of where her new school would be. Her parents knew this school - or so they said - and they knew that she was to be well taken care of. This was not enough for Jenna Hanify , who had been looking out for herself for nearly the last past decade. Her parents were always in debt...working over forty hours each week in order to make ends meet. Sending her off to a private, prestigious school for no reason or explanation would never make sense. Like, ever. Their happiness was the only thing that made the girl bite her tongue over the shady business. They assured her countless times that they knew what they were doing and they were happy . It was all they ever wanted. The two days they had taken off of work to spend with her saying goodbyes were the most time she'd seen either of them together. Maybe they...got my measurements wrong. The thought was absurd. Jenna had measured, remeasured, and then asked her mom to measure for her. Still, the blouse was uncomfortably tight and god forbid she tilted herself to the side! Almost anyone could see her ass...and the spanx sent did not cover her properly! This is ridiculous! Anxiety swept through the girl at the thought of stepping outside in the ensemble. It was specified that she must arrive in the required attire. However, it didn't even fit! Her still developing she hoped c-cup breasts threatened to spill over the impossibly low neckline. Cursing the idiots who tore off her buttons, the socks and heels seemed to lighten her mood. Even if she did turn up at school looking like a cheap whore, her legs were a perfect ten. The high heels and stockings made them seem impossibly long, and she focused on that as she waited patiently on the sidewalk. The car had been prompt, and she was shoved inside rather unceromoniously. From inside the tinted windows the world looked so much more dreary. She missed her bedroom, and clicked her heels three times in silent protest. Here, you must be incredibly thirsty. The woman's voice startled her, but her words were warm and supportive. It was almost as if she expected Jenna to be normal...but it wasn't a 'let's chat' sort of tone. Thanks... Her sweet, honey-like voice was out of place in the car, so she wouldn't have spoken again even if prompted. Small hands gripped the cup like a vice, using it to take out of frustrations. Still, in the hour it took to get to the mansion, she sipped the liquid until not a drop remained. Bright blue eyes narrowed as the car pulled to a halt. Funny, I didn't expect the school to be a mansion. Warning bells were ringing in her mind, but she couldn't seem to muster up the need to comment about it. She was already here...rolling with the punches seemed to be the way to go. The elaborate door opened revealing an even more scandalously clad woman and Jenna finally felt the need to bolt. Maid outfits of this variety were...just not normal. And then, she spoke. You're crazy! The men controlled her with relative ease as her ears were assaulted with the terrible aspects of her new role. She fought weakly, but even now she was relatively calm about the scheme of things. She knew she should be crying, panicking, or at least putting up a bit of a fight, but her body and tone was overall calm. Her friends would have laughed...it was out of character for her to take anything unexpected without twenty questions. My parents would never agree to this. You have no right to....WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Now the pretty redhead was yelling, feeling the chill of the air on her exposed breasts. Please stop...I-I'm not like this! Please ! Her last word rung through the open entryway, a silent plea as she struggled weakly against the men. A flush came over her cheeks colored her neck a beautiful pink. She was ashamed that she had decided that wearing a bra hadn't been necessary. With as tight as the top was...a bra literally made it impossible to button. Plus, her nipples hadn't shown through the material...though they wouldn't now that the cold air was hardening them. You don't understand...I haven't done things like this. I'm the wrong girl. Please. Against her better instincts, her voice desended into a calm, passive tone. It was almost too much effort to be upset about all of this. The maid made no tone to answer her, choosing only to passify her with a pat on the head as her eyes roamed the helpless girl. Seconds later she was being moved down the hallway, the door to the mansion closing heavily, making her swallow in discomfort. The necklace they had placed around her neck was uncomfortable and tight. It was...ever present. At much as she tried to memorize the passageway and number of doors they hadn't decided to blindfold her - apparently escape wasn't even a possibility, all she could focus on was the weight of her newest accessory. She hated it. She hated these people and at the moment, she hated her parents for idiotically jumping at the first setup to fix their debts. Obviously they missed a few important details. 'Higher education...' Her mind scoffed at the thought, but she stayed silent aside from her heels clicking against the solid floor. Blowing a strand of hair from her face, Jenna eyed the maid curiously. When she spoke, her voice rose and fell like a true siren. Jenna was a master at making others see her way. So...what? They're going to bet on me? Am I a piece of meat now? Is that what you are, because if so you can't be okay with them doing this to us. How could you let them do this to us? If I were you, I would have opened the door and told someone to run. How could you let someone do this to you? A few more steps and she realized she would get no reply. In fact, if Jenna had known how many girls before her had the very same plea - the drugs would not be enough to keep her in check.