Part 3

We have been riding in the car for several hours. You have no watch, so you don't know for sure. Rick is in the front seat driving. I am in the back with you, and you are completely naked. You have pulled yourself into the corner of the seat furthest away from me, but I am satisfied and I am leaving you alone.

After a while, you got tired of holding your arm over your chest and let it drop to your lap. Sometimes, you noticed Rick leering back at you in the rearview mirror, and you cover yourself again.

It looks like we are coming to a town. There are fields, and some houses off from the road. Then up ahead you see the buildings. As we pull into the town, an old woman stares at you through the car window, and you see the hostility in her eyes. You have nothing to cover yourself with, and you are being paraded through town with your young breasts on display.

Your cheeks blush a bright shade of pink, and you crouch as far down in the seat as you can. You can't see people near the car anymore, but you are watching the tops of the buildings go by. You hope nobody is looking out a second story window. Then they would see more that just your breasts. They would see your whole body.

The town isn't large, and soon the car comes to a stop. In an instant, young boys surround the car. You have been hiding, but now there are faces in all the windows. You can see the boys pointing, and hear them shouting and laughing. They are in every window, staring at you. Some by your window are pounding on the glass.

You can see they are having a great time looking at your exposed body. This must be quite a party for them. You don't know what to do with your hands. You cover your chest. You cover your pussy. Somehow, putting your hands on your pussy in front of them is even more obscene than just exposing yourself. You don't know what to do.

You turn on your side and move away from the window, but that runs you right into me.

"Welcome home, honey."

I grab your arm and open the door. Now you can hear the shouting and the laughing even more. I get out and pull you with me, and now you are surrounded by the boys. Most of them are younger than you are, but they don't show you any respect. Bodies are pressed into you on all sides. Boys are squeezing your tits, and rubbing your bottom. Some bold ones even try to put fingers in your little pussy. You are brushing at them with your free hand, and almost keeping them away. The only thing saving you is my hand pulling you through the crowd.

I pull you through a door, and Rick pushes all of the boys out and closes it. Finally you are free of them and look around. I still have a firm grip on your wrist.

We are in a big room with a bar and what looks like a stage. There are a few other girls here. One or two could be younger than you. The rest are older. They are all in simple robes.

"Miri, help her get cleaned up and show her around."

The oldest girl comes up to you. She has long dark hair and almond eyes. She is thin and young, but a little better developed than you are.

"Hi, my name is Miri. What's yours?"

You don't answer.

"I know. It's hard at first. You'll get used to it. If you work hard, then people are nice, and they look out for you. Come with me."

She starts to walk off and she looks back to see if you are following.

"Come on. Don't you want some clothing?"

Anything is better than staying in the room with me and Rick. You follow her, still silent.

"There are some bad men who come here, but they usually like the younger girls. You should be alright. One girl even had a man take her to America to marry her."

She takes you up a flight of wooden stairs into a narrow hallway. There are doors on either side. She opens one.

"This is your room."

It is very simple. There is large mat on the floor, and a small table next to it, with a basin underneath. There is no other furniture, but there is a window. You walk up to it, and you see a nice garden in the back, and you see the windows of other houses. You have almost forgotten that you are naked.

"There isn't much to do in the room, so most of us stay downstairs in the daytime. You shouldn't leave in case somebody comes for you. At night, you should stay in your room unless you are washing or downstairs. If somebody comes into your room, just do what he asks and make him happy. Come this way. I'll show you where the robes are."

She leads you to the end of the hall into a larger room. There is a large ceramic tub in the center of the room. There is also a small sink, and a half shower. Against the walls, there are some shelves with towels, and robes. You don't see any underwear.