Chapter 9 – The Scent Test
** trigger warning. Some parts of this chapter contain descriptive abuse that reader’s may find upsetting **
Each girl is stood, chained to the wall – their hands behind them.
I’m very acutely aware of how naked I am. Sure, they’ve put something called lingerie on us, but it hides so little that I may as well be naked. I look at the cold stone walls and floor and resist the urge to try to break free of my chains and retrieve my robe. Every other girl in here is in the same position as me.
The door opens and a young man enters. I’m taken aback by how ‘human’ he looks. His close-cropped hair appears to be its natural shade of brown, with just a hint of grey that could be considered stylish. He’s in a simple white shirt, with black trousers and a grey tie.
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