Burn The Floor

Kienna Moorlake loves to dance. Most of all, she loves salsa dancing. The subtle, sexy movements have entranced her since the moment she first saw them performed. She goes to peruse her dreams in Spain, but is kidnapped and sold to a man, who in turn sells her to another man. Doesn't seem like a pyramid scheme to me at all.


2. Chapter 2

I woke up in a cell. It was cold and uncomfortable, and I wore nothing but a bra and underwear.

Two girls sat next to me. They both had high cheekbones, but one had dark skin and black hair while the other had pale skin and red hair. The red haired one spoke, voice scratchy and tired. "Poor child. She woke up fast, though. Normally it takes a little longer." She had a Russian accent. Huh. The other one stroked my hair. I would have slapped her and run away, but I was too weak to move. "Help me," I croaked, but they did nothing. Then, black.

The second time I woke up I felt better. "What the fuck am I doing here?!" I shrieked, making the dark one flinch.

The girls, Katya and Yukei, explained if all to me. I had been kidnapped and sold to a brothel, of sorts. I would be sold to the highest bidder, then become their property. Once they're tired of me, they return me. Some of the girls there, like Katya, were born and raised into the business. Some, like Yukei, were kidnapped. Either way, you're screwed. No, that's not right. I'm screwed.

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