Try and sneak past them.

Taking a moment to calm down and mentally prepare yourself, you slowly open the door and creep across the hallway to the cover of a maintenance closet?s doorway. Peeking down the hallway, you mentally curse your luck as you realize that the two drunken men are sitting right next to the only way out of the hall.

Hugging the walls for as much cover as possible, you slowly move down the hall, stopping whenever the two guards look around or stop talking. Eventually you get the door to the stairway and are about to turn the knob when a voice behind you says ?H-Hey, what tha? fuck is this bitch doin? out an? about?! Ain?t the them whores suppose ta? be in their rooms unless they?re bein? taken downstairs??

Turning around slowly, you see one of the men, a tanned, mean looking man with a heavy wooden bat staring at you through an **** fueled haze. The other guard burps loudly and shakes his head ?Nah man, she mus? be one a them trustees or whateva? the fuck tha? colonel calls the fuck-sluts of his. He uses ?em to keep the dumber broads in line an? make sure nobody tries to escape...? he looks at you funny and continues ?But they ain?t supposed to be wearing no fucking clothes. What the fuck are you doing wearing pants, slut?! Taking that shit off, you know the sluts ain?t suppose ta? have no fuckin? pants on! I?ll have ta? report yer ass ta? tha? colonel!?. The first man chuckles evilly ?Yeah! Take off them clothes and show us yer nice little ass, bitch!? he punctuates the final word by grabbing a hold of your jeans and ripping them open and pushing them down your legs.

Eyeing your goods lustfully, he pulls the zipper down his own pants and lets his throbbing cock spring into the open air, cackling and licking his lips he says ?Ya? like real nice there slut, how about you get your dumb-ass over here and put yer mouth ta? good use.?