Run for it

Leanne didn’t waste any time. She leapt up from the bed and sprinted for the door. Grabbing the handle she flung it open and stepped outside into the corridor. She didn’t have much time and couldn’t stand around in this state of undress in such an open place. If anyone saw her she’d have some explaining to do.

Picking a direction at random Leanne headed down the corridor to freedom. However, barely a few steps later she was sent crashing hard to the floor as something heavy hit her from behind.

“You can’t go wandering around like this, Leanne.” announced Marie. “It’s not safe. What if someone sees you.”

Leanne found herself being dragged back along the corridor, the rough carpet scratching at her bare stomach and pert tits. She tried to resist but the rotund girl was too strong. She reached out desperately for something to help her but found nothing to hold on to. Soon Leanne was back in the old man’s room, staring up at her new friend and the resident as they stood over her menacingly.

“I think you should stay in here,” declared Marie sternly. “Better yet…” She grabbed hold of Leanne’s arms and dragged her further into the room before hoisting her to her feet with surprising ease and shoving her back inside the bathroom. “Maybe you should wait in there until you know better than to run off like that.”

The door was slammed shut and locked it from the outside with Leanne trapped alone in the bathroom. At least she wasn’t with the old pervert this time, although Marie didn’t seem to be as enamoured with her now. She worried what might happen when she was eventually let out of there. If she was let out at all.