The rest of the night

You hadn't been sat down long before Hannah was back and ordering you outside.

As the party migrated inside, you scrambled around trying to locate all of the discarded beer bottles. It didn't help that Hannah's friends kept kicking bottles away from you, or gave you incorrect instructions to find them.

When Hannah was satisfied that you had found them all, you were allowed to return to the house, freezing cold and starving...only to discover that all of the food had been eaten.

You eyes felt like they were about to fall out and your chest was throbbing after being squeezed by your outfit for so long, but rather than taking pity on you, Hannah pushed a pair of rubber gloves and cleaning materials into your arms and instructed you to clean the kitchen.

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"Very good, virgin," Hannah said, admiring your work. "It's so clean you could probably eat off it...don't worry, I won't make you. I'm not that mean!" she laughed, but you were so hungry you wished that she had told you to do just that.

"You've worked really hard today, virgin. Would you like a treat?"

"Yes, please, Ha-mistress Hannah."

Taking your hand, Hannah led you through a door and after stumbling blindly down some stairs, your bare feet landed on rough concrete.

"You can sleep in here tonight," Hannah said as your legs finally collapsed beneath you and you curled into a ball.

Switching off the single bulb hanging from the ceiling, Hannah ascended the stairs to the cellar and locked the door.

But despite being freezing, starving, dehydrated and suffering from a migraine, you were already curled into a ball, fast asleep.