Because of your hesitation, you're the last person to get on the bus. The only seats available are on either side of the group of punks from before. The driver yells at you to sit down, so you do. Fortunately the guy from before ignores your presence.
You watch through the windows as the bus turns into the ghetto. This isn't a place where you wander alone, and just as you finish that thought, you get another message. Do whatever the guy to your left says. The bus stops at a corner and the guys says to you. "This is your stop."
You swallow hard, him and his three friends are starting at you intently. You look around to the other passengers, but they are conveniently avoiding eye contact. The guy pulls you up by the arm and leads you away, followed by his three friends. You look pleadingly at everyone around you, but even the bus driver pretends you don't exist.
After you get off the bus, the guy lets you go and walks ahead, but a shove from behind from one of the others lets you know you're expected to follow.
You walk down a side road until you reach an old apartment building. The lead punk opens the door and motions for you to enter. You consider running, but two sets of hands grab and push you along. After you step through the threshold the door is slammed shut behind you.
You're glad that they remained outside, but concerned about what lies ahead. A friendly female voice calls out your name from the open door to the right. You get over the shock and remember whoever it was must've gotten your name from your messages.
You look through the doorway to see a blonde, blue eyed woman sitting on a desk in white underwear. "Hey there!" She says with a warm smile and beckons you to come inside. While it isn't the girl you saw in the ad, she is just as beautiful, if a little thicker and bustier.
"I apologize for deceiving you about my appearance, but if people knew me...Let's just say things would get difficult."
You tell her you understand and walk through the doorway and jump in shock as it slams behind you. You whirl around to see a tall, buff woman, covered in tattoos and piercings all over. She smiles at you, almost in a friendly way.
She glares at woman before looking back at you. "Sorry about that, my bodyguards can be a bit rude, but they won't hurt you unless I tell them to."
She's holding a stack of papers that she sets down on the desk. "This is a contract, think carefully, once you sign you're legally bound to be mine."
She walks up to you, her breasts bouncing with every step, she places her hands gently on your shoulders. "I will happily devour you, but there's nothing wrong with wanting to back out now, I will understand." She grabs you and pulls you into her, locking your lips in a passionate kiss until she pushes you away. "There'll be a cab in the alley out the back for you, regardless of your decision."
She takes your hand and leads to the desk, pulling a pen slowly from between her breasts. "Sign the top sheet, it's our confidentiality agreement."
You take her pen, noting that it's very warm, and sign as instructed. She takes the sheet with a smile, but pauses in front of you, staring at you longingly up and down.
She steps close again, and gives you one long, wet lick from the base of your neck up to your ear, where she whispers. "I've marked you as my prey." She and her body guard leave you then, leaving you alone with a stack of papers and a decision to make.