Vanished for Torture

Chapter 5 - Arika

The numbness of the drug from Arika's initiation was still active. She couldn't even feel her limbs, and couldn't move from the mattress she was placed on. Even when she was taken back, Lili had to carry her into the cell. Lili didn't even give her any appropriate clothing. What she was given is probably something she doesn't want to think about. Yes, she was wearing them, but eyes still glanced over her as if to say, "They've turned her into a whore." Still, it was better than being fourth base naked.
She looked around the cell quickly, her head only moving slightly so Alice wouldn't notice. One of the new "recruits" was missing an arm. It was as if her arm was torn from her shoulder, and what she did next was something she deeply regretted. Another looked like he was trying to hold in tears. Another girl had the letter A carved into her shoulders, and blood had dried around her mouth.
"The first rule, which you'll all know," Alice began her rules, "is that us Kidnappers always have the final say. Anything we say, you must obey. It's the only way you can live."
Everyone nodded.
"Second, there will be no communication with the outside world for any of you. We've taken your mobile phones, erased all data you held, and then we smashed your phones before burning them thanks to oil."
Well, there goes all hope of any rescue.
Nobody in this cell had any form of contact now. What did they do? Did the Kidnappers fake their deaths? It would explain their data being erased. Arika thought of her parents, and how they could have reacted to hearing a story of how their daughter died. Her siblings would be heartbroken, too. She was the big sister to both her siblings. Now they no longer had someone to look up to.
"Third rule. A few years ago, we had a few captives who thought they could escape. They ran out of the cell. They didn't get that far. Anyone who tries to succeed where they failed will see the same fate."
Trying to interpret that was easy. What Alice said, Arika could understand. Some captives tried to escape before. They made it out the cell, and tried to run to the front door, but were killed in the process. Now they were being threatened with the same punishment if they tried. But how? Were there security guards around given orders by Alice to shoot any captives they see outside the cell unescorted?
"And finally, the fourth rule. If any of you rotten rats disobey any of us, we hold the right to kill you, there and then. That's only if we feel like killing you, however. If we don't kill you, your torture will only be worse to the point where you will beg us to kill you." Alice then turned round and began to walk out. As she grabbed the gate to close the cell, her head turned to the side, as she glanced at the captives. "And should you beg us, you will regret it, for we WILL oblige." The gate slammed shut, as Alice locked it with a key, and a bar.
Silence flew around the cell for a while, until a girl with short pink hair finally spoke. "Well that was cheery."

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When the drug had finally dissolved and she could move again, Arika stood up, and made her way over to the shower area. She needed some time to herself to freshen up, especially after what had happened. Unfortunately, privacy was one thing Arika wouldn't be having. The shower area was open for the other captives to see, and hot water only flowed for five minutes before the shower would only let cold water pass. Arika started by applying the 2-in-1 hair lotion, and only then does she switch on the hot water. All seemed peaceful in this little time she had. She closed her eyes, forgetting for one moment where she was.
It didn't last long, though. A pair of hands clutched to Arika's waist. Arika opened her eyes and looked over her shoulder.
"Hello, cutie," a familiar face smirked. Lili. Her hand rested between Arika's legs, curling in and out.
Arika blushed, yet she refused to submit. The initiation was enough. She didn't want any more.
Unfortunately, this was something that Lili noticed. "What's the matter?" she asked. "Not enjoying this?"
Arika didn't speak; she simply shook her head.
Lili's fingers slipped into Arika's entrance, curling in and out once more. Finally, Arika couldn't resist any longer, as a forced moan escaped her lips.
"Good girl," Lili taunted, continuing her motion. Arika knew she couldn't stop this. The only way to see this through was to endure what was to come. All the other captives could see the humiliation she was being put through. She could see it now: the others would laugh at her when she was done. And right now as she looked through the bars, some were looking her way, wanting to know what was happening. Nosy pricks.
Arika soon felt Lili's fingers dig deeper, forcing the girl to clutch to the bars. With her eyes half open and her face bright red, it was clear that Lili wanted Arika as her little prize. Lili gently leaned forward, whispering in the ear of her little object, "You are mine. Do you understand?"
Arika simply nodded, just wishing this would stop.
"Good girl." Lili's fingers were circling faster and faster every second, until at last, Arika screamed out, with the familiar white liquid of semen flowing from her womanhood. Lili pulled her fingers away, smirking. "I'll be back for you later, my slave."
As Lili left, all the hot water had stopped flowing in the shower. Arika gave up on her shower, put her tight clothes back on, and walked back into the main area.