First floor

For no better reason than it was in the middle Leanne pressed the button for the first floor. She waited anxiously for the lift to move and slowly it came to life. As it gradually descended Leanne was already doubting her choice. Maybe it would've been better to just leave after everything that had happened.

It was too late to change her mind however and when the lift came to a stop she prepared to get out. Before the doors opened Leanne noticed that they were only on the second floor.

What was going on? Had the lift taken her somewhere even worse? Was that creepy clown waiting outside the doors? The lift opened and Leanne prepared herself for what might be outside. When she saw one of the aged residents waiting patiently she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello," she smiled.

"Good afternoon," he nodded. Leanne noticed him checking her out as he entered the confined space. Her nipples were poking through the thin material of her vest. The cold air of the home bringing them out. Without a bra there was little she could do to hide them.

The old man pushed a button and they waited in silence for the doors to close. Her new companion was well dressed. Much more so than most of the other residents Leanne had seen around the place. His suit looked old fashioned but expensive and he had a gold pocket watch hanging from his waistcoat that he was constantly inspecting.

"That's a nice watch." she observed.

"Thank you," he replied. "It's a family heirloom." He held the watch up for Leanne to examine. It appeared incredibly old with strange markings around the gold case. As she watched the hands slowly tick round the face she felt herself falling into some kind of a trance. The lift stopped and Leanne shook her head as she regained her focus. The man slipped the watch back in his waistcoat and turned to face the young woman. "Follow me."

Thinking nothing of it Leanne did as she was told and walked out of the lift behind the old man as he led her along the corridor. They stopped outside one of the indistinguishable doors and the pensioner turned to face her.

"Remove your top." he instructed her formally. Again Leanne saw nothing wrong with the request and with a shrug reached down and pulled the thin garment over her head, revealing her pert breasts to the pensioner. He grinned as he observed them. Gazing in wonder at the young woman's naked chest. "Now, go inside. Say nothing."

Leanne stepped forward robotically. Turning the door handle and easing the door open. As she walked in she saw it was another bedroom and there was another of the aged residents sat in a chair by the bed. He stared in shock as the half-naked young woman entered his room. His attention fully diverted by her perfect nude chest. However, more remarkable was the much younger woman to his side.

She appeared very glamorous. Her long, vibrant red hair reaching down to her waist. Her breasts were full and alluring, barely contained by her red dress. From her cleavage Leanne noticed the tantalising split from her waist all the way to the hem of her garment. Showing the woman's long slender legs. Leanne suddenly felt very embarrassed to be so exposed in front of a woman so beautiful, but the redhead had a curious look on her face. As though she were amused by Leanne's appearance.

With both the room's inhabitants' focus on her, Leanne was startled by a sudden triumphant yell behind her. Turning to look she saw the well dressed man from the lift holding a silver pendant.

"Ah ha!" he yelled. "I finally have it! And with it I have control of you, my dear." Leanne glanced at the redhead and noticed her smile. Those thin lips curving into a devious grin. "Now. If you would come with me." Leanne would have loved to follow the old man but he held out his hand to stop her. "Not you."

The pensioner made his exit followed by the glamorous redhead. As she passed Leanne she paused for a moment. Staring down and grinning as she observed her pert breasts. Turning to leave Leanne watched the tempting way the woman's shapely rear swayed side to side as she walked. She desperately wanted to follow her but something told her not to. As the door closed she was left alone with the other old man. Still sat in his chair only now with a furious scowl on his face.