My Neighbor's Dirty Secret

"Don't be so nervous sweetie, I'm not gonna hurt you~"

The last few moments consisted of Gabe chasing Rhea around the dimly lit dressing room. That was all due to her laying eyes on the skimpy outfit. When she did so, she bolted from the spot and tried running away. But Gabe wouldn't let her off the hook. He waved around the lacy black bra and u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r, running at her tail.

"Oh come on if I was a girl, I'd totally kill to rock this."

"PLEASE rock it in my stead then! That's not something my mother would approve of me wearing."

"Aren't you old enough to make your own decisions?"

Gabe had a very good point. And it wasn't even like her mother was involved in her affairs. Then again with how free spirited her mother was, maybe she would approve of it. One just might never know.

"Alright what if I throw in this leather skirt?" he showed a leather skirt to cover the black thong.

"...Yes Gabe, I would appreciate wearing clothes out there. Throw in A SHIRT while you're at it too please?"

"If you want to fit in..."

SHE DID NOT WANT TO FIT IN.

"...Then you'll have to trust me and wear this. And what's there to worry about? You're gorgeous with a bangin' body."

Suddenly, Rhea's teeth began chattering. People she wouldn't know would see her n.a.k.e.d body. The twins didn't go into detail on the required attire. Frankly, this was a bit much even for Rhea. After all, THAT was a poor excuse for u.n.d.e.r.g.a.r.m.e.n.ts. Who would want to walk around in uncomfortable looking lacy u.n.d.e.r.g.a.r.m.e.n.ts like that?

"Okay instead of a bra, would a corset work? You can wear a corset and this skirt," Gabe rummaged through the clothes rack and pulled out a dark lacy black and silver corset.

Rhea squinted at Gabe's choice of clothing but stopped trying to flee to the room corners. "It's...better I suppose."

His eyes brightened up. "Now now, come over here and let me get you all subbed up for the twins!"

Rhea g.r.o.a.n.e.d at this stranger she only just met and slowly walked over to him. As long as she wouldn't be out in a mere bra and p.a.n.t.i.e.s then she wouldn't complain. Gabe helped urge her into the indecent and exposing clothes. God, the skirt, The skirt was so short that each move would hike it up.

Gabe didn't do much for her makeup. Instead, he quickly applied mascara and lipstick to her.

"I'd have taken my time but there isn't enough time...And done!" he whistled. "You look hot."

Hot? She looked like a thousand unspoken words of regret. The thousand unspoken words of regret stared back at herself in the mirror, with almost no recollection of what happened to Rhea Everson. Rhea pinched her own cheek. She winced from the slight pain.

Never in her shutdown life, did she ever imagine she'd be prolwing around in a skimpy outfit that demanded attention to her body. Gabe kept complimenting her. And yet, Rhea kept drowning out his voice and stuffing it with insecure thoughts.

Would the twins make fun of how she looked? Surely, Aziel would jump at the chance to mock how much of a s.e.x slave she looked like. Rhea was so absorbed inside her own outlandish thoughts that when she finally blinked, Gabe had already led her outside.

He was too fast!

She was back out, in the odd gang of kinky dungeon prisoners that seemed all too normal about this whole ordeal. As Gabe led her through a large standing crowd, she couldn't help but smell cigarettes and alcohol wafting through the air.

Someone lightly grabbed her hand, "...Hey, creepy neighbor girl that lives next to the twins...is that you?"

Rhea shrieked and hissed at the unwelcome touch from the stranger. "L-Let go of me!"

"It's definitely you, alright..."

The familiar piercings on his ears and face reeked of a strange man that she remembered loitering outside her condo just days earlier. Instead of loitering outside her condo like before, now he was loitering around in the same dark dungeon of no return. Perhaps...Were the both of them truly...?

"Julian!..." Rhea's eyes sparkled as she took in his equally kinky appearance from b.a.r.e c.h.e.s.t to practically a man u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r which she all but turned away from! "...Are we truly kindred spirits?"

Gabe poked his head in and immediately his eyes turned into hearts. "Julian my love!"

But before Gabe could plant a kiss on his cheek, Julian pushed him away by putting a hand to Gabe's forehead. It was almost comical watching it play out as if Julian knew Gabe was going to attack from a mile away already.

"Gabe, hi. And now goodbye. My business is with Rhea..."

Julian flipped his attention from Gabe and really took the time to look at Rhea. He paused uncomfortably long when he scoured the ridges and curves below her face. All Rhea could do was gasp and try to cover herself but to no avail. Julian whistled loud and clear, startling her to almost jump back.

"And here I thought you were just some weird girl. Who knew underneath all the baggy clothes, was a lovely little body?...But, why are you here and with Gabe?"

Gabe answered for her, "Don't even think about it. You're the worst playboy in Junkies! This one, she's off limits."

"Hah," Julian scoffed, narrowing his eyes at Gabe. "Says who?"

Rhea felt an arm dr.a.p.e around her shoulder, almost too casually that it turned her whole body stiff.

"Says Aziel," Aziel's voice boomed from right beside her.

Zeven stepped in beside Aziel. "And Zeven. She's our sub so she's off limits."

Rhea wanted to say something but then when she thought about it, she was their sub for the night. She opened her mouth to shout out objections but then she closed her mouth in defeat.

Nothing they said was a lie.