|| Chase Rivers || Hexcode: #006666 || Day Thirty-Two ||
Not long after he'd taken a seat, the other three walked in and he had a a chance to actually look at them. The two girls were stunning, or they would have been if they'd been allowed to run a brush through their hair and perhaps some different clothes. The boy looked rather intimidating and Chase immediately wondered why any of them were here.
He was so consumed with his thoughts, he hardly even noticed when Lady Angela walked in and didn't hear a word of her speech until she said, The base of your experiments shall be with your full nude body. You will be stripped of clothing on the 13th floor and only know each other. To this, his eyebrows shot up. After that, the nun had turned and walked out, leaving the four to look questioningly at each other before they were beckoned out of their seats and led to an elevator.
"What the fuck is going on?" He breathed under his breath, his heart pumping harder than it had since the last time his father had raised a hand against him.
When the elevator chimed that they had reached the thirteenth floor, he had made his resolve to do whatever Lady Angela had said without hesitation or question because it would probably end up being worse for him, like Lady Jane always being the one to give him his pat downs in the morning.
"In here. You heard Lady Angela. All of your clothes. The nun whose name Chase didn't know said before opening a door and closing it behind them, the lock clicking into place loudly as it echoed off the walls.
For a few seconds, he didn't move, not wanting to be the first to act. Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw one of the girls removing her clothes. Immediately he felt his entire body stiffen as his eyes grazed her up and down. Then instinctively he put his fingers to his shirt and began to unbotton one at a time, his eyes never leaving the body of the girl. After a few moments, he was stepping out of his pants.
"Now what bitch?" The girl he was looking at spat to no one in particular, as there was no one left in the room but the four of them.
|| Juliet Harding || Hexcode: #990033 || Day Two ||
She could hardly contain herself as the elevator climbed floor after floor until the number 13 lit up on the board. When they exited into the hallway, she let herself step a tad too close to Ryan, her hand grazing him and popping en eyebrow when he met her eyes.
When the lock had clicked to the room they were now in, Juliet licked her lips, waiting for someone else to make the first move. The other girl began undressing, and then the boy named Chase. Once they were through, Juliet's eyes grazed Chase's body. Everyone else seemed so uncomfortable but this was her comfort zone. Without another thought, she removed her shirt and pants, her eyes once again finding Ryan.
Practically jumping with excitement, Juliet ran her fingers through her tangled hair. Once Ryan had removed his clothes, much to her pleasure, a voice came from no where, We will be inserting tracking devices into each of you when you exit this room. However, for now, we would like to give you complete and utter freedom with your actions when each of you are in your most vulnerable form. Please toss your garments through the spot in the wall directly in front of you." At that moment, a panel of the wall moved and revieled a black space through which they could see nothing. Juliet was the first to strut forward and do as the voice had said. "Very good." It continued, "You have one hour." There was a touch of static coming through wherever the hidden speaker was.
Juliet turned towards the others, her hands on her hips, and her eyebrow once again raised. "What could we possible do for one hour?"