The Red Room

MAIN ROOM: You approach the Red Room, it looks unassuming at first. Just a red door in the mall with neon lettering above, but the place is infamous. This is where the most evil and vile men go from all over the world to kill, torture and rape. It is not for the faint of heart. As you enter you see the main room, everything is lit in red. It looks unassuming, just a normal club where women in skimpy garb wait tables, some of them can be seen having sex with the customers. While others are seen dancing. There's a bar in the corner serving drinks, and you can see that some people are ordering meals. The music is fairly loud, the bass drowning out the sounds of sex. This is actually very tame from the rumors you have heard about the place. "Hello, may I be of assistance?" A young woman of about 30 approaches you, she has long black hair, vibrant blue eyes, and a slim body with soft pale skin. Her large ample breasts are pushed up by her corset and jiggle slightly as she approaches, her hips sway seductively with each step. "You seem new, I can tell you of what we offer here if you like? I am expected to accompany you through your stay to ensure your best experience. My name is Jessica, how may I be of service?" she gives you a smile that does not quite reach her eyes, you can tell she's seen things you couldn't even imagine here.

THE HANGING ROOM: "Ah, the Hanging Room." Jessica nods to herself, her insincere smile is plastered on. "Please, follow me, sir." As you exit through the double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a noose attached to it. "Here we are." Jessica says, opening the door for you. The room has a rustic feel to it, almost old western. There's a bar in the corner where some men are drinking, the floor and walls are wooden. There are aisles set up almost like church pews facing a large stage at the far end of the room. In the aisles you can see men masturbating, some are getting their dicks sucked by scared looking women. When your eyes land on the stage, you can see why the women are so scared. About a dozen nooses are all in a row, the dead corpse of a blonde woman of about 30, with large breasts and once pale skin now sways with cold dead eyes from one of them. "Over here, sir." Jessica indicates a row of women on their knees of varying skin tones, ages, shapes and sizes. All of them nude, and all of them hooded. "You're free to use the woman before she is cut down if you wish, but typically these are what you may choose from. You are free to do whatever you wish. Rape them, hang them, or both at the same time. You may also have a conversation to get to know your victim beforehand." Jessica gives a small pitying glance at the women, but it quickly vanishes. "I will wait by the bar to assist you however you need if you have any questions or require anything else." Without waiting for a response, Jessica leaves you to explore your desires.

THE DAYCARE: You notice the woman stiffen as you suggest going to The Daycare. "Very well, sir." Jessica says, a soft coldness to her voice. "Please, follow me, sir." As you exit through the double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a Teddy Bear holding colored balloons attached to it. "Here we are, sir." Jessica opens the door for you The room looks like that of a daycare, but you instantly are aware of the sounds of children crying and screaming. There are cartoon characters plastered on the walls, kids toys scattered on the floor, building blocks, action figures, race cars, Barbie Dolls, but none are being played with. In here, the children are the toys. They seem to be split off into different groups, mostly by age the oldest here seem to be about the age of 14. These seem to be the ones from which men can approach and choose what they like, and from the appearance of things, the man don't really discriminate where they use their choices. The children not being abused are all docile, their eyes cast down, not wanting to look at what is happening to their friends, what will eventually happen to them. What HAS happened to them. As you go deeper you notice another group, a mix of adults and children. The adults seem to talk among themselves while the kids are quiet. Jessica notices your attention on them. "Those are the parents who bring their children here." She explains. "They are looking for someone to join them in the abuse or to simply watch the abuse of their child. Feel free to talk to them if that is something that interests you." "Most of the girls here in the common area were either born here as children of the women who are raped or are orphaned. No one cares about them or would miss them. You are free to do whatever you wish with this being the case." As she is done with her explanation, Jessica leaves the room. You notice there are workers around that can be questioned if needed, some even appear to be assisting in the abuse. You are now free to explore your desires however you choose.

THE PRINCESS ROOM: "Yes sir, please follow me." As you exit through the double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a golden crown attached to it. You notice it's directly across from a door with a Teddy bear holding a bunch of colored balloons. As you enter, you are overwhelmed with the color pink. From the walls to the carpet, everything is pink. The only toys seem to be Barbie or baby dolls. The room is filled with girls of varying ages, the oldest appears to be 17, but something isn't quite...right. Jessica notices your look of slight confusion and explains. "The Princess Room is where boys are brought who do not fit in with our societies standards of what is 'male'. At young ages they either did not show interest in what boys should be interested in, or as they grew older their bodies appeared more feminine than masculine. Some, even, claim to be transgender. All are brought here." Jessica motions to a door where a woman is giving each of the 'girls' pills. "Every one has given up their status as male and are considered female, and are being given hormones to facilitate that change whether they wish it or not." Jessica motions to a row of doors at the back of the room "There is where you can take the femboy you choose to do whatever you want with. This is one of few areas where it is discouraged to rape them openly in front of the others as it hinders the feminization process if they decide to join in on the rape. All are discouraged from taking a 'male' position during sex, however whatever happens in those rooms in the back is between you and them." Jessica nods to you, and once her explanation is done, she goes to sit in a chair to watch a Barbie movie that is playing on TV while you browse for your victim

THE HOSPITAL: "Ah...yes...the hospital..." You see a flash of fear in Jessicas bright blue eyes which then quickly vanishes. "P-please. Follow me." As you exit through the double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a scalpel Once you enter the door you notice it's not much of a room, but a series of rooms which seem to be about 24, 12 on both sides of the hallway. A single door sits at the end of the hall. It's just as sterile and cold as the hallway you just left. Jessica leads you to a desk with a receptionist. "Oh, hello!" The woman says cheerfully. She has long blonde hair done up in pigtails, she's wearing a nurse's uniform which seems to be covering a very fit body with medium sized breasts. "I'm Harleen, your nurse." she waves Jessica away who seems very willing and eager to leave. "Now that she's gone, let me explain everything to ya. People often get injured here in the Red Room, but we're not about to get some actual doctors in here to stitch 'em up so instead we bring 'em to one of these here rooms." she indicates to the door with a cute little flourish. "Basically, you can go in and carve 'em up however you like. Cut 'em apart, stitch 'em back together, amputate, whatever your black little heart desires. Now, once they're flatlined, we take 'em to the morgue which is that door at the end of the hall. If you're not into all the dismemberment mumbo jumbo and a little bit of necrophilia is what turns your engine over, feel free to go in there and fuck one of the many corpses we have in there. Anyone who dies in this place is brought there, so it's a HUGE room, trust me on that, and it's fairly cold to keep the bodies from decaying too fast. So you got basically any type of dead body you want." Harleen takes a breath and smiles at you, clearly she has a bit of a screw loose. "So, want me to assist ya doc, or should I just wait out here while you have your fun?"

THE SUSHI BAR: "...." Jessica's face pales as you suggest going to the Sushi Bar, she looks as though she may faint. It takes her a moment to gain her composure. "Yes sir...follow me." her voice is soft and meek as she leads you to the double doors at the back of the Main Room As you exit through the double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a sushi roll attached to it. When you enter, you notice that the style is very Japanese, with soft Oriental sounding music playing in the background. The walls are red and heavily curtained except for a large glass wall at the side of the room. The smell of what smells like pork fills your senses and makes your mouth water. Jessica leads you to the glass wall. "Here is where you will select..." She gives a pained look. "...your dinner." You see women of varying ages, shapes and sizes crammed into the small room on the other side, all on their knees in a submissive stance. Some are crying, but most look docile, almost as if they've been drugged. "Once you have chosen a woman, you will go through that door-" Jessica indicates a door at the far end of the room. "There you will be taken into a booth where you will be presented your meal and you are free to...do what you will. Each booth has a small grill where you can cook your own meat. Do you have any other needs? If not, I will return to the Main Room. Only clients and their meals are allowed further into the room."

THE DRUG DEN: "Drug Den, yes sir, please follow me." Jessica leads you to double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a needle attached to it. Jessica leads you to a counter with a young gothic looking woman behind it. Her eyes are heavily shadowed, and she's wearing a very revealing black leather top that emphasizes her already large breasts which seem to be near popping out, you notice her skin is very smooth and pale. "This is Rachel, she will help you from here on." Jessica nods at the woman who nods back and watches her leave "So, we've got whatever drugs you want here, all you have to do is ask. There are guys with girls already in there, but just give me a description of a girl you want to join in the fun with and I'll have my aid bring her to you. Basically you're free to shoot her up with whatever you want and then do whatever you want with her. Don't worry about her if she OD's, we'll take care of it." Rachel says all this with a lazy, hardly interested drawl. "So, what are you looking for?"

THE SLAVE AUCTION: Jessica nods and gives you a false smile. "Yes sir, please follow me." Jessica leads you to double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a dollar sign attached to it As you enter, you're bombarded with noise. A bunch of men are talking and scrambling at once. Most are seated in chairs, while a man stands on stage as he shows off a young looking, nude, Indian girl. "This little cunt is 16 years old, our hunters grabbed her from India while she was on her way home to see her family. Still a virgin, gentleman. Speaks basic english, but sometimes you'll have to correct her. Do I hear $1000?" The room is flooded with noise as the bidding war starts, Jessica leans close to you and whispers just so you can hear. "Here, girls who have been kidnapped from all over the world are brought for you to own. We'll house them here for a fee for you, or you can take her home." she nods to a room just off of the entrance door. "Also, you're free to use your new purchase in that room if you wish. She's yours to use however you want as long as you pay first." The previous girl is removed from the stage and another one is brought on. "Of course, if you don't like one being shown, is there a nationality and look of a girl you'd like to own that I can check and see if we have available for purchase?"

THE TORTURE ROOM: Jessica stiffly nods to you. "Y-yes sir, right this way." Jessica leads you to double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a whip attached to it You enter, and are overwhelmed with the size of this room. It's about the size of a basketball court and it's filled with women of different skin tones, ages, and body types on their knees chained to the floor. "Here, feel free to approach any of the women to rape and abuse however you see fit." Jessica nods to the far wall, where you can see various devices for torture attached to it. Whips, knives, cattle prods, pears of anguish, anything your heart desires can be found here. You notice a pair of men, one fucking a woman from behind while the other holds her head down in a bucket of water as he does so. Jessica looks as though she may be sick with this display, but focuses her eyes on you. "If you require any further assistance, I'll be in the main room." She bows to you and leaves fairly quickly, as though she may be chosen for the abuse herself at any moment.

R&R: "Of course sir." You notice Jessica's stance soften as Jessica leads you to double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of a bed attached to it. You see Jessica approach a counter and speak with a young girl sitting behind it, she looks to be about 18, black, with long black hair and deep brown eyes and a fairly large chest beneath her skin tight shirt. You overhear her name is Tanesha. "Your room number is 8A." Jessica says as she leads you down another series of hallways. As you enter 8A it looks like a hotel room, only the windows overlook nothing. They're frosted with a shimmering and relaxing blue light on the other side. Once inside she approaches a table and picks up a small pad. "Go ahead and describe for me the type of woman, or girl, you would like to be brought here. I'll then enter it on this pad and I'll go out and find the girl that most best fits that description for you. And please be as detailed as possible, we like to challenge ourselves to be as accurate as we can with fulfilling your desires. However, if you've been here and purchased a slave before that we are housing, describe her and give me her name and I'll bring her to your room if you'd like her to service you." Jessica looks at you expectantly.

RE-EDUCATION: "Of course sir." You notice Jessica's stance soften as Jessica leads you to double red doors at the back of the club, you enter a white sterile hallway. The doors close behind you and the once loud booming music is now muted. It's slightly unnerving as you follow the woman down the quiet hall. You pass various doors and corridors until you come to a door with the picture of an open textbook attached to it. You notice rows and rows of cells with windows. There's a woman or girl chained inside of each cell of various skin colors, ages, and body shapes. Some are screaming in rage, others stare blankly at the wall, and some cry silently. "Here is the Re-education Center." Jessica says, gesturing to the cells. "Here, is where we bring our call-in cases. Basically women or girls who don't want to submit to men. There are some radicals who think women should have rights, while others are simply women who disobeyed. Most were turned in by family members, so if you've turned in a mother, wife, daughter, etc. for talking about women having rights and consent, she may be here." You see Jessica shudder and get a far off look in her eyes, almost as if she's re-experiencing what it's like to be here herself. "Men are allowed to come in and rape the women who are here, this is the one place where the death of the female is strictly illegal and you will be fined heavily if she dies due to your mistreatment since she more than likely belongs to a man. While here, feel free to discuss with them why they're here and try to make them see where they are wrong and that their rightful place is to submit to a mans will." Jessica gives you a false smile. "I'll be here by the door if you need anything, simply browse until you see a woman you wish and then enter. The doors are all unlocked for you."