Chapter 7: The Game Changer

As the video feed for the game ended and the clock counter (now at, Reynolds once again struggled to find the words for what he had seen. Michelle just smiled and waited.

"We're not doing this anymore." growled the inspector.

"But we're having so much fun." smiled back Michelle.

"You're a monster and I won't play your game."

"Why are you so upset? They won didn't they? And they seem so much happier with life now than compared to before."

"I said the game is over. You're taking me to these girls and you are taking me now!"

Michelle shook her head. "Now now officer. Those aren't the rules of the game. You want your sister to win don't you?"

Derek was beginning to lose his cool. "You even touch my sister and I'll put a bullet through your neck before you can even call out for help."

"Please Derek, there's no need to be making idle threats. Look the next game is starting, why don't we just sit here together and watch the games unfold?"

The computer monitor maximised a video image of another kidnappee of the Barbiemaker. She was stood naked on top of a platform with some kind of vibrating dildo contraption strapped around her waist. The dildo part of the device was slid deep inside her and there was no way of removing it. The key to the device was on a plinth situated on a second platform. The two platforms were connected only by a twelve inch thin plank. Her task was to unlock herself before the device turned her into a bimbo. Falling off the plank meant instant failure as well as falling into the clutches of twenty naked men waiting below.

Reynolds watched as the girl began the fruitless task of trying to waddle across such a narrow walkway, handicapped the way she was. Whatever it took, he was not prepared to watch on any longer as girl after girl put themselves through these ordeals and he was especially not going to let his sister suffer the same fate. He had to act and he had to act now.

He spoke into the police camera and said out loud to nobody in particular: "Anybody wanting to keep their jobs should leave the camera room immediately and not return for ten minutes." He then waited thirty seconds or so for the message to filter through and reached for his gun.

"I think you should think about your next move very carefully." Warned Michelle.

"You're not the one with the gun bitch." snapped Reynolds, "I think it's time to play a new game. It's called, take me to where these girls are or get a bullet in the brain."

"Come on now," said Michelle, beginning to choose her words carefully, "Lets just take a minute to think things through shall we."

"I am done thinking." replied Reynolds, before whipping Michelle across the face with his pistol. He'd never hit a woman before, but he was gladly making an exception this time.

The force of the blow took Michelle of her chair. She got back to her knees and felt the blood running from her lip. "Please inspector, think about your career."

Officer Reynolds was in no mood for mercy and he kicked Michelle square in the ribs. "Tell me where they are!"

Michelle coughed and wheezed from the impact. "Please ... Derek ... think about your sister."