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LORENA

“And please don’t try anything. Otherwise, This man here,” she pointed to the guard, “will make things really uncomfortable for you. And there are three other guards outside the door.”

There was no doubt that it wasn't an empty threat.

“Can we keep our undergarments on while bathing?” I hated that we even had to ask, my pride rebelling at the idea of anyone having any kind of control over what I should or shouldn't do.

The woman nodded but no sooner I felt the relief, the guardian interjected. “No! Boss wants them cleaned in detail, their pussy and all.”

“We are not cars,” I protested angrily. What kind of bullshit was this?

“Either you take it off and get in or I put you in myself,” he threatened and I was sure he meant it.

“Well, can you turn around? Or get the fuck out so we can do it in the privacy!” I retorted with a false bravado. “This isn’t a strip club.”

He growled and took a threatening step forward. Ella and I took one backwards.