My Room (Hijos)

After surveying the room, the first thing I did was remove the heels that I was still wearing from the auction, because apparently the brutes hadn't seen fit to remove them after I was sedated and moved here… wherever here was.

Though my feet had a small bruise where the buckle had dug into them in my sleep, I took it as a good sign that my captors hadn't torn off my clothes to have their way with me at the first opportunity. With a sigh, I recalled what I'd heard about the girls sold as "commodities" and shuddered at the thought that they wouldn't be as fortunate.

I looked through the dresser and found what must have been the tackiest assortment of clothes known to man. After searching through the drawers, I decided to get out of the auction dress, which was risque, but borderline chic, unlike the sequins and rhinestones and leopard print that dominated the clothing here. I replaced it with a pair of cutoff shorts clearly sized for a woman with more badonkadonk and I was **** to wear a glittery pink belt. I also pulled on a frilled top that would have been kinda cute, except that it was too tight and cropped just below my breasts, making me feel a little self-conscious.

I reassured myself that I shouldn’t care what these people thought about my appearance and set about searching the room for cameras.

To my surprise, there {if Skill Investigation > 0}were only two cameras, one hidden in the frame of the TV and the other in the frame of the dresser.{else}was only one camera, which was hidden in the frame of the TV.{endif}