“But I just don’t understand,” Sharon said as she struggled back into her clothing at the end of the long business day. “I already have a job right here. In fact, you won’t even let me quit.”
“It’s all really quite simple,” Alex Odaju said confidently as he sat in the chair behind his desk and watched the secretary’s Unclad flesh disappear behind the garments she was putting on. “Chief loaned me the money to start my business and, so far, I haven’t had to repay him a kobo. He gives me credit for having made payments on the loan by recruiting him secretarial employees. Most young women are worth a month off the loan, but, if I get lucky with a luscious one, he knocks off more than one month.”
Sharon frowned. When she caught herself wondering how much she would be worth, she shoved the thought from her mind.
“But I don’t know anything about him,” she said, clasping the last of the buttons on the front of her dress.
A laugh came from the other side of the room.
“Just think about what has happened over the last couple of days,” Chika Amanna, the office manager, said sarcastically. “Multiply that by two, and that’s all that you will ever want to know about Chief.”
Sharon’s heart clenched tightly inside her chest. The past two days had been nothing but continual sexual abuse. Chika, Alex and the policeman had used [email protected] and J0yst!ck as torture instruments in tormenting her, and now they were talking about selling her like a slave so someone could abuse her Unclad flesh.
“But I don’t want to go to work for someone else,” Sharon said, glancing longingly at the door. She gritted her teeth. “I have a job here and that’s all that I need!”
“You don’t have any choice in the matter, bitch!” Alex hissed. “As long as we’ve got those pictures of you, and with the police watching you, you’ll either go willingly along with us over to Chief’s place or you’ll find yourself quickly heading for jail!”
It hurt Sharon to realize that he was telling the truth. She really had no option at all. Earlier in the day, when she had balked at eating out Chika’s [email protected] again, they had threatened to send the awful pictures to her parents. In some ways, that would be even worse than ending up in prison. So Sharon was totally captive to the evil man’s will, and the threat of the photographs had ended all thoughts of escape. Her only chance was that the Chief wasn’t nearly as bad as they thought, and that somehow she could convince him to offer her some kind of help. Surely there was no one in the world that was as sadistic and evil as Alex and Chika!
Sharon went with them without further complaint, down into the parking garage and out onto the dark streets in Alex’s car. The drive took them out of the downtown area and into hills at the other side of the city, where they wound up on a long drive to a mansion that sprawled across the crest of a hill.
The house was enormous, it was a mansion, and Sharon was pulled from the automobile and up onto a columned parch. Only a few seconds after Alex rang the bell, the heavy door slowly opened to reveal the body of a massive man. He was a full foot taller than the frightened Sharon.
“Mr. Odaju, good evening,” the man said in a voice that sounded like clashing rocks. “I suppose you’re here to see the Chief.”
“That’s right, Saka,” Alex said, shoving Sharon slightly. “We’ve brought another prospective secretarial employee for him to check out.”
The man, obviously a bodyguard from his built, stared at Sharon. Then he scowled and looked back at Alex.
“You and your party go on into the interview room while I inform The Chief that you are here,” he said, and stepped aside to let them into the house.
Alex pulled Sharon along by a tight grip on her wrist and Chika followed, while the man disappeared somewhere into the massive building. Down a long hallway, Alex forced Sharon into a large, dimly lit room. He made her stand in front of a large desk, then backed up with CHika against one wall.