Marcy's eyes drifted open. She heard voices.
"Ah. She's coming to." A female was kneeling near her.
Marcy tried to sit up, but the woman pushed her back down easily.
"I administered a mild muscle relaxant to make sure you behaved during your make over. I'm almost done. You'll be fine."
"Get me out of here. Please. I was kidnapped."
"Not going to happen, Doll. You're about to fulfill your first custom order, and this guy paid a LOT of money. Normally you'd have to be tamed, but this guy enjoyed your debut so much that he insisted. Luckily, your outfit will do all the work. Our customer will be playing with you remotely."
The woman looked at her watch.
"Five minutes till showtime, Lil' Marcy. Good luck."
The woman turned and left. |