Refuses

“Sorry but I’m a bit worn out, and it’s probably my lunch break anyways.” Said Gwen. “Right, well that’s a shame then, I guess we’ll just give you some clothes and send you on your way then.” “Really? Oh thank you so much.” Said Gwen, elated, she wouldn’t be needing to **** herself further after all. After a brisk walk over to their suite, the five of them entered, with one of them sneakily placing a Do Not disturb sign on the door handle before locking it.

Three of the ladies suddenly punched upon Gwen, pulling her arms behind her back, study then brought out 2 pairs of handcuffs, using one pair to cuff Gwen’s arms and using the other pair to cuff Gwen’s left arm to a bedside drawer handle. “Hey what the fu-“ suddenly a pair of panties were shoved into Gwen’s mouth, stopping her from finishing that sentence. “Don’t worry, we won’t keep you long, we’re just going to put a few warning signs so that no one else feels ripped off when they meet you.” “Mmmrphh??!” “Well it’s quite obvious that you’re not really a stripogram, just a drunken filthy pervert.” The ladies then opened up their suitcases and shared mischievous grins with one another.

After a short while, Gwen was tossed out of the room, only now the words “filthy pervert” were written on her breasts, on her stomach were the words “party girl”, on her bottom it said “Trickster” and on her face Cat whiskers had also been drawn on, all of these had been drawn on by bright red lipstick which made them stand out. A headband with a pair of black cat ears Had also been superglued to Gwen’s head and the women had decided to leave her handcuffs on.

No sooner had the door close did other doors begin to open as the disc began working it’s magic, Gwen sprinted down the hallway as quickly as fast as she could to avoid the gaze of the other guests and only stopped to crouch behind a potted plant when she spotted a food trolley in front of the lift. She peaked up to try and see if there was anyone else nearby but there was no one else there. Gwen then considered that the employee who left it there would be coming back to collect it which gave her an idea; what if she hid in the trolley? The cloth that had been draped over it would provide her ample cover and she’d be seen by less people if she traveled around in it. And the disc’s effects probably wouldn’t work because no one would get a chance to investigate further if the trolley was moving at a constant pace. But yet again, wasn’t hiding in a confined space what got her into this mess in the first place?