I wake up very uncomfortable and curled up into a ball. What happened? Where am I? I look around and slowly I come to realize I am in a plastic dog kennel, and also I am naked…. No wait I’m wearing… a shock collar? What the hell is happening?! The kennel seems to be covered by a blanket so I can’t see anything and I am shiny with sweat. The door has been modified to be padlocked shut. I panic and try pulling at it and twisting to kick the walls, I scream and yell for help when I hear a door slam open.
“Well well, the fucking whore is awake isn’t it?” I curl up in a ball as far back as I can, eyes desperately searching for any sign of my captor. The blanket is torn off my kennel and instantly my heart falls into my stomach. There stands a man that could probably crush my skull in his fist. From my spot on the floor he looks eight feet tall, his shirt is stretching to cover his muscles. This guy looks like a wrestler or powerlifter. Suddenly I remember being at the club with my friends, one taps me and points to the huge guy walking in, he isn’t attractive although he isn’t unattractive, he’s probably 40 while everyone else is at least half that. He’s wearing plaid and blue jeans with a belt buckle making him wildly out of place amount the lazers and EDM. I turn to my friend and laugh, I notice the guy looking at us laughing, but brush it off thinking he couldn’t know we where laughing at him.