Even trade

The black man pushes Madeline across the parking lot and to a car where he roughly puts her in the back seat, her hands still cuffed behind her. Madeline begins to sob as he climbs into the driver's seat and they start moving, but is quiet and defeated when the car stops a few minutes later, where she doesn't know. He puts the car in park and turns to face the blonde. "What's yo name, little girl?"

"Madeline Esche," she replies honestly, as she had been raised to respect authority figures and so compusively told the truth, still sniffling as she worried her life was over. "Everybody calls me Maddie."

"Well little Maddie, my name is Richard, but you can call me Big Dick, ok?" Madeline nodded her head nervously. "Say it," he ordered.

"B...Big D...Dick..." she said uncertainly.

"Now I don't wanna turn you in, little Maddie..."

"Oh, oh thank you, Big Dick!" Madeline interrupted him, but her relief was premature.

"Little Maddie, if..." he said, pointing a finger at her and causing the teen to recoil a little, "if and only if... you do what I say, from now on." Madeline's bright green eyes were glaring up at him silently as the tears started flowing again, and he knew he was in control. "Remember I can run you in anytime, put out a warrant for your arrest so everybody knows you a whore. Got it?" Madeline nods her head yes, and a minute later he has the blonde girl out of the car and the handcuffs, having taken her cellphone, wallet and her identification. Then Big Dick drives off before she can even plead for mercy, leaving her to shake her little blonde head miserably at the order she has been given and the short time period to complete it before he'd return for her...