Gives in for now

Max slowly stood up, placing her hands over her head. Just as she was about to turn around she was struck on the back of her head with the butt of the gun before collasping to the ground.

When Max woke up she found herself tied up in the warehouse. Her weapons and supplies wore stripped, as was most of her camoflage gear. Now all she wore was a white singlet and panties. The room was quite hot and she was already sweating, as her singlet started to turn clear and stick to her skin

The room was a small one with alot of boxs around her with "Pleasure Palace", printed on them. 'Why does that name sound familer', Max thought.

She could see that the day had already passed and night had returned again. She knew that she would be classifed as MIA if she doesnt report back soon.

Her keen senses picked up 2 men outside the room arguing, about her being reported to the boss.

Finally one of the men entered the room and approached Max. "Who are you?", he asked. Max didnt say nothing. "Not going to speak uh? Well your choice, the boss is coming soon and he is better at interogation instead of me.", Max watched as his eyes darted to her breast, and the cleavage that was revealed from her singlet.

They both stood for a minute looking at each other. Max could tell he wasnt a bad man, by his voice, the way he walks and talks, but still wasnt sure how to procced.

The man walked to the door. "Listen i suggest you tell the boss what he wants or you will be in alot of pain", he said, beofre quickly shutting the door.

Time passed again, as Max could hear a vechile approached. She flexed her muscles and noticed that the chair she was tied to wasnt that strong. If she tried hard she could possibly break the chair but in her postion all she might do is just fall over.