She headed back to her room

When she woke a little later it took a minute or two for her to get her bearings. It was dark and quieter now. There was no sign of any of her clothes and she felt sticky all over. She felt more than a little anxious. What had she got herself into?

As she lent forward to get herself up she felt the weight of her necklace as it shifted with the movement. The necklace. She’d forgotten about that. Both it and the bracelet were red again. No time to lose she thought as she stood up. She was beyond caring that she was naked, shame could wait until later. Now she just wanted to get back to her room.

The bracelet unlocked the door and she slipped inside her room. The turndown service had been in and the lights were on low and she caught her reflection in the mirror. Taking a minute she inspected herself. Not pristine any more she thought. The evidence of fluids and her makeup was a mess.

Looking in the mirror she tried to see herself as the five men who gang banged her had seen her. Had she just been a collection of holes to them she thought? Something to be used and thrown away. She wasn’t sure what to think of that. Something for the morning she decided.

On the bed she saw two cards. One was the room service breakfast menu. That seemed a good idea she thought. The card underneath was something she hadn’t seen in a hotel before. It was titled simply ‘Replacement Clothes’. She’d only just arrived and so was fine for clothes, and but she was intrigued. It was a simple list on each side ‘male’ and ‘female’. She went down the list quickly ticking off the items - panties, bra, bikini, shirt, skirt, dress and her size - wondering what they would bring.

That done she filled in her breakfast order. Coffee, orange juice, toast. No eggs or meat, she’d had enough protein for a while. 1030 seemed early enough she decided, she would think about what to do next in the morning.

Noticing there were two chocolates on the pillow she popped one in her mouth. She’d expected a mint flavour, but this was more like Turkish Delight. Slightly medicinal, but not unpleasant and the second chocolate quickly followed.

Sleep she thought. She should shower, but that could wait too. The sheets were crisp and inviting and sleep was what she wanted most now. She would never have gone to sleep in the filthy state she was in normally, but something in her wanted to leave the cum and juices - dry and flaking now - on her body.

She turned off the lights and in a few seconds Carol was asleep.