Chapter 1

Molly felt a little silly as she walked into the posh hotel wearing nothing more than sweat pants, a sweatshirt, flip-flops, and bubble gum pink lip gloss. A purse with her phone, wallet, car keys, and tooth brush was also with her, but none of the usual things like a bra or panties. As she made her way to the front desk she felt severely underdressed, and it seemed as though the eyes of other guests were on her, but she pressed forward.

She only waited in line a minute before one of the clerks waved her over. The man was older and as she approached it appeared that he was looking down on her, as if she was going to waste his time. “May I help you?” he asked with the snootiness of someone who definitely did not want to help her.

Molly was briefly annoyed, but she nodded and responded to him. “Yes, I believe you have an envelope waiting for me?”

The man raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “Name?”

“Molly Johnson.”

The man nodded and left to a back desk. He came back a moment later with a mild look of surprise on his face and he handed her the envelope.

“Thank you,” Molly replied before walking off. She was very disappointed as she opened the envelope–she hoped there wouldn’t actually be one. She pulled out the key card and headed to the banks of elevators.

Molly was relieved when there was no one else waiting at that moment and she was able to get into an elevator by herself. She knew from the message she would have to insert the keycard into the elevator panel, and as soon as she did the doors closed and the elevator started going up.

She still couldn’t believe she was here, and what was likely about to happen. For Molly everything had been going great, she turned sixteen a few months ago, got her drivers license, got her curfew raised, had her first boyfriend. Things were amazing until she made a dumb mistake.

See, Molly was texting while driving, and missed that a light turned red. She didn’t run the light, but by the time she looked up and hit the breaks, she ended up tapping the front wheel of a bike rider who had entered the intersection. Luckily the woman had seen that Molly was likely not going to stop and she had barely managed to stop and let go of the handlebars. Molly bent the rim of the woman’s bike. She knew she was going to be in trouble.

But all of a sudden she wasn’t. The intersection was rather empty, and the woman took a bunch of pictures. She threatened to call the cops, but Molly begged her not to. Molly said those words that she didn’t realize would get her into so much trouble. “I’ll do anything.”

The woman seemed to change her tone immediately after those words. She took a few more pictures, took Molly’s information and gave her a card after doing something with her phone. Molly knew she wouldn’t forget the conversation that followed from that.

“You want to do anything to get out of it? That’s fine, you’ll get your chance, but not by me. You’re being blackmailed in exchange for your not being sued and turned over to the cops. You’ll have to spend a night doing whatever someone else wants. I hope you’re ready for what’s coming.”

Molly wasn’t, she had no clue what that meant. She thought that she’d have to do work for someone. It wasn’t until she answered the questionnaire on the website that she realized that she had just gotten herself into sexual blackmail. She was kind of surprised as she read through things on the site, that people bought and sold blackmail material. She was also a bit surprised that a woman would sell her for men to use and abuse her.

She received the alert just three days ago. The instructions had her going to the fanciest hotel in the city Friday night. She had to convince her parents she was staying overnight with a friend. They were out of town so they didn’t worry too much about her being away from home. Come with minimal clothes, get the penthouse keycard at the front desk, knock on the bathroom door when she gets into the room and find the instructions to continue.