Time to Cosplay
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
There’s a time to work, a time to play and a ti metCosplay‘C


Time to 'Cosplay'

The light was streaming in through the gap in the curtains and Ricky was now
fully awake, he lay there for a couple more moments, stretched and in one
quick movement pulled back the duvet cover and swung his leg out of the bed
and onto the floor. He was now sat upright and again paused there for a
moment, he turned and looked back down at the bed and behind him, he grinned
and SMACK! Ricky slapped the bare arse of the woman who was sleeping and just
a moment ago he'd been laying next too.

The woman gave a shocked gasp and was immediately awake herself, this only
made Ricky laugh as he now got up and headed towards the shower. The young
woman, the quite attractive, petite woman, was not too impressed but got the
message and after a moment to compose herself, she also headed towards the
shower.

The shower room filled with steam as Ricky again has his way with the woman,
banging her in that cubical, enjoying the hot water as it fell over him,
enjoying the lather as it foamed up, enjoying the feel of her stunning body in
his hands. This was what you called starting the day off just in the right
way! A little while later the man was finishing getting dressed and collecting
his things. Ricky opened his wallet, checked the contents and pulled out a
selection of notes which he chucked onto the bed. At this point he turned to
the woman and said those unforgettable word, "maybe see you again when I'm
back in town!" Ricky picked up his backpack, travel bag and now headed towards
the door.

The woman was sat at the dressing table in front of the mirror finishing off
her makeup, her head turned to the bed and with an experience eye she counted
up the money that was strewed across it, 'all correct!' Then she returned back
to the mirror and the task in hand, it was all just another job for the woman,
a punter that had arrived in town and wanted some 'company' for the night. He
certainly hadn't been the best she'd entertained and to be fair he hadn't been
the worse, but neither was he a good tipper, so it wouldn't be that long
before he'd be forgotten.

A short while later and Ricky stepped out of the hotel lift and made his way
over to where his friends Gus and Denzel where waiting in reception for him,
"what took you so long?" As if Gus really needed to know, when the three of
them where away on trips like this, it was always a good excuse and chance for
Ricky to 'enjoy' himself with a local 'lady!'

Ricky just smiled "what's up didn't you all have a good night's sleep like
me?" There were grins and laughter all around and the three men now made their
way to the front of the hotel and to the hire car that was waiting for them.
Packing their bags into the vehicle, checking the map, followed by a quick
'discussions' as to who's turn it was to drive this time and the car was soon
off.

Gus was behind the wheel today and being new to this city, this country and
'the way' they drive here, it took a little while for him to get use to the
traffic, the lay out of the city and local driving customs! But with the
'assistance' of Denzel and Ricky he managed to get them around the city,
safely! There where one of two, near misses and a number of harsh breaking
session, but they did just about navigate the city.

They did have to check the map a couple of times, and one particular time was
memorable. Gus pulled the car over as Denzel and Ricky had a 'discussion'
about which turning they should take, but this came to an abrupt stop when
"what the hell is 'that'?" followed by "forget that, what about this!"
Crossing the road in front of the parked vehicle was a group of ... ... well
all that Denzel and Ricky could think of was 'weirdo's!' A dozen or so people
dressed up in strange costumes, with freaky hair, crazy make up and carrying
'lord knows what!'

"Oh, there must be a convention going on" Gus smiled as he seemed to know what
all this was, Ricky and Denzel just looked at him, bemused, "Convention?"
"what like Star Wars or Trek or something like that?" Gus looked frustrated
"No it's a Cosplay convention, look there's Sakura and Reimi, over there is
Joker, Harley Quinn and Catwoman, OH and of course Vendetta, there's ... ... "
Ricky and Denzel just glared at Gus as he went through a list of characters
and pointed out each one to his friends. " ... ... , that's Angel and Lara
Croft, just behind them is Lollipop ... ... not forgetting Misty, Yoko, Nami
and Mai ... ... "

The other two had to stop Gus at this point and get a quick explanation, and
after a brief clarification of what 'Cosplay' was the two navigators slapped
their friend about his head and told him to drive. As the car drove off it
dint stop Ricky and Denzel looking back to admire and study some of the quite
lovely dressed up females forms that where there. At the same time wondering
just how Gus knew so much about all this? Now don't get Ricky and Denzel
wrong, they both like their women and there's nothing wrong with a little
'dressing up.' After all who doesn't like a sexy costume now and again, but
this 'Cosplay!' Well it was a bit different

As they moved off a sign advertising the regional Cosplay convention got the
men's attention this was the first day of four. Which meant if all went well
with their job here they would be back in the city in two, three days' time.
So, that would give them time to come back and look out for more of these
strangely dressed, but quite sexy, in some cases, women! Now as the car sped
through the city it headed up towards the motorway and north.

None of the men had been to this oriental country before but each of them had
a taste for this part of the Far East, Gus liked the cuisine for this part of
the world, Denzel enjoyed the beer, the culture and Ricky? He was more than a
little drawn to the oriental women, that petite loveliness and the way they
could please a man! Which was why dragging himself from some of those Cosplay
women had been so hard, but there was work to do 'Dame!'

After a short drive up the motorway Gus pulled off and then some ten minutes
or so thorough the countryside and the men reached their first location. The
car pulled up, the three men got out and various, books, notebooks, cameras
where retrieved from the boot and the men started on their work. Ricky, Gus
and Denzel where 'location technicians', which in other words meant that they
travel all around the world to find suitable locations for films, TV
programmes, photo shots, that sort of thing.

It all sounded like a great job, but it had its downside, one week they could
be in some far off exotic country hacking their way through the jungle to find
a suitable location for a 'lost city' screen. Or maybe in the bazaar of an
ancient Arabian city looking for the ideal setting for big budget TV series.
But then there were the times that they would have to drag themselves up a
large mountain, in the cold and rain just to find out the view at the top was
not what they wanted. Or those times when they had to navigate around the
wrong side of a doggy city, where everyone knows you don't belong here and
everyone has a gun at hand! Those times it was lucky to just be mugged, rather
than chased by a group of nasty looking men wielding various guns and knives!
And that had happened, more than once and too many times for either men's
liking.

But this job was not like that and should be even an enjoyable one, well for
Ricky it had started off in the best kind of way. This job was to find a dozen
or so possible location sites for an up and coming film, it was going to be
one of those thrillers, involving gangsters, an ex-government agent and throw
in a splattering of innocent people caught up in the series of events. There
would be lots of different locations, a couple of good car chases and, of
course, a disused old factory where the bad guys where holding out for the
final fight scene.

All pretty standard stuff and a good excuse for the men to get away for a few
days to find the various locations, take photos, film some sample footage and
write a few location reports. It also meant an all expense few days away out
to the Far East where the film was to be shoot. This gave Ricky the extra
enjoyment of making friends with one or two of the local women during their
time on this 'demanding job!'

He'd enjoyed last night with his first woman and had to congratulate himself
on showing the little, well-formed young woman, just what a real man could do
in the bedroom, and the bathroom. He was sure she would not forget him in a
hurry!

After looking around the first location and taking all the photos, video and
notes they needed, they all huddled over the map and planned the next stage of
their trip. The second location was nearby and that wouldn't take too long to
get there, it was an old deserted airfield and although they didn't need to
look over the entire place there were two or three certain buildings that they
would need to investigate. But it would still give them time to go onto the
third location, an old disused building, complex, hopefully ideal for the
baddies base. They could give that a look over before heading to the town just
north of there and still get into their hotel in good time before it got dark.

So that was the plan, location one was done, location two would take a little
bit of time, but not too long, then there would still be enough daylight and
time left for a good look around location three before heading off to
tonight's hotel. Then the next day, if need be, there would still be enough
time to go back to location three for the full inspection of the site. Ricky
liked the sound of all that, as it meant they would get to the new hotel and
he'd still have time to arrange for a friendly visit from a 'new lady friend'
for the night!

As the trio arrived at the disused airfield the plan was going well, Ricky was
looking forward to finding a new 'friend' for the night, Gus was going to
enjoy a hot bath and a good meal and Denzel was hoping the beer would be cold
and the bed would be comfortable. Location two was indeed a good site,
probably a bit too good and the three men saw so much potential here, not just
for this job but also for some other jobs that they had in the pending try.
So, it was a bit later when the three men got into their car and set off for
location three.

Leaving the second site late meant that they arrived at location three late as
well, but still they would have enough time for a quick look over, get a feel
of the place and if need be there was still tomorrow to complete the full
location visit should they need to. The third location was a bit difficult to
find, and took a bit longer than expected, which meant by the time they did
finally find it, it was now even later than they had hoped.

But still there was enough of the day left to have that initial look around
the place. Location three was an old disused ... ... Well it was difficult to
tell what it was now, but it had been a lot of different places in the past.
Denzel read from the file they had on it, original it had been a factory
making sewing machines, then after a revolution, of some kind, it had changed
into a tractor factory. Sometime later there had been a military coupe and the
army had taken over the complex and it became the regional barracks. During
this time, it had become a 'holding establishment', or should that be a
prison, for those belonging to banned political parties, and people the army
didn't like. Then finally when the Military junta had itself been overthrown
by the 'freedom party' the complex had fell into disarray.

So, with all this history behind the complex it seemed an ideal local for the
films baddies base. The men's car pulled up to a large set of double doors at
the main entrance to the complex, having been empty for so long the vegetation
from the nearby forest area was starting to move in and take hold of the
place. Add to this the now fading white walls, a bit of minor fire damage, and
the fact that the complex had been looted and ransacked a few times. And now
it had an eerie, sinister feel about the place, which would be great for the
film.

As the three men now walked towards the slightly open large double doors, this
feeling of eeriness was not lost on the men, nor was the campervan that was
also parked outside the complex, looks like someone else was here.

Ricky, Gus and Denzel walked through the gates and into what instantly looked
like the ideal 'baddie base', they walked into a large open area, the
courtyard. Previously used for delivery trucks, or to park up tractor, even a
parade square, then maybe an exercise yard for prisoners! Around and enclosing
the open area where high buildings, with their dirty white walls, metal
staircases and balcony's that encircled and looked down on the open area.

Denzel already had his camera out and was snapping away, Gus was working away
with his sketch pad and Ricky had his camcorder running as he slowly twisted
around to get a panoramic view of this ideal baddie base. As he came around
something caught his eye, there on the second floor, along the balcony, the
second door, the open one. There, something dark had moved, it had been
fleeting, but Ricky was sure something had moved, his camcorder flew back to
that door but there was nothing there now, strange!

Ricky brought down the camcorder and scanned the area with his eyes, still
there was nothing, no one there, no movement, he looked all around but
everywhere was empty. Gus and Denzel hadn't noticed, too engrossed in their
own work, but this was bugging Ricky as he twisted around, looking at each
balcony, every door, double checking. He knew he'd seen someone, must be
'whoever' for the campervan parked outside. But as it really didn't matter,
Ricky now ignored it.

The three men now moved from out of the courtyard area and in through the
nearest door to them, time to have a look inside and what else this place had
to offer. The inside of the barracks, factory, complex was just as exciting to
the three men as the outside and the courtyard. There was so much potential
here, no longer was it a possible location for the baddies base, it was that
baddies base.

They walked through a large open room, with high ceiling and chains, pullies
and lifting equipment all over the place, this had obviously been the main
working area when the factory had been here. Then up a short flight of steps
there were a load of smaller rooms, probably offices that sort of thing,
further along and there were some good size corridor ideal for long shots.
Every room was dirty and with just enough rubbish, box's, creates and broken
chairs there go give it just the right feel and look. It was all going so
well, the cameras, sketch pads and camcorder came out and the men were in
their element taking in all the possibilities this location had to offer. Down
the hallways and then down another small set of steps and 'bingo' a set of
cells, and what cells, they were the real old fashion type, with just the bare
scruffy rear walls and old rusty metal bars.

The three men couldn't believe their luck they had hit the jackpot with this
location it was perfect and looked great, it would look even better on the big
screen! It was about now that the time was noticed and it was later than any
of them had realised, the complex was so good that they had spent longer here
than any of them had realised. The men decided it was time to head off, find
the hotel and come back tomorrow. They had already done so much here that
coming back would not take that long to finish things off, so it was decided
and the men started to make their way back to the courtyard, and the entrance.

Back up the steps, along the corridor, through the office area the men went,
and it was just as the three of them were moving into the large open factory
area, when it happened, SPLASH! CLANG! THUD! CLATTER!

At that moment when the three men stepped into that room 'it happened!' there
was a down pour all over the men, water fell from high above and the men where
drenched. But it wasn't just the water that had rained down on them, there
were also a number of old metal buckets, a selection of fire buckets, slop
buckets for the old cookhouse and probably buckets that where once used in all
those old cells.

The water covered, soaked the three men, while the buckets clattered, hit and
hurt the trio catching them by surprise, shocking and stunning them. Arms went
up quickly to protect themselves as Gus and Ricky froze there, Denzel was
quick on his feet and although wet he'd manged to dash out of the way and
avoid being hit by the falling metal objects, but not the water. Now there
were three very wet, and shocked men.

Ricky, Gus and Denzel all just stood there for a moment looking at each other
in shock. 'What the hell had happened, it was no accident, buckets filled with
water don't just accidently fall from high above you!' Ricky wasn't sure but
he thought that he'd also heard something else as the water came down over
them, voices, giggling, laughter? But he wasn't sure, not completely sure.

Wet, shocked and now a bit pissed off the men looked around, it was not just
Ricky who thought he'd heard something else, they all had a strange feeling
they had been made look like fools, had a joke played on them or something
like that. Thoughts went to the campervan out there in the front that they had
seen outside and so far, while they had been inside the complex they hadn't
come across anyone. Who were the occupants of the campervan, one person, two,
three 'was it them' who'd played this trick on the men, and where were they
now?'

Gus stripped off his sodden top and started to ring it out, the other two men
followed, then suddenly there was the faint sound of a car engine, no two car
engines from outside the complex. The men looked at each other and there was a
horrible thought that they all had. The men dropped their equipment, and ran,
racing through the building, across the courtyards, almost crashing into the
large wooden double gates and through them. Outside to where their car, had
been parked! But now it was gone! 'FUCK!'

The three of them looked around but nothing, there was no one to be seen,
their car was gone and so was the campervan 'SHIT!' BANG! A new sound from
back inside the complex, a door slamming shut or something like that, 'was
there still someone inside?' The men rushed back inside, this was getting
stupid but they had to do something, they had to find who was behind this all.

As they got into the courtyard, there in the centre of it, in a pile, was all
their equipment that they had dropped in the large factory room, 'someone had
moved it all out here, so, there was at least one person still here!' But
there was something else, next to the men's things, a pile of clothes, dry
clothes which the trio noticed just as they noticed the cold breeze that was
stirring up around them in the courtyard.

There was something strange about the cloths, not that there were dirty and
old, but there was this odd look about them. But with the sun going down, the
wind getting that bit stronger and those wet clothes they had on, now getting
uncomfortable, it was an easy decision to change and get dry. Strangely there
was three complete outfits for the men and as they now stood they in their
'new' cloths, costumes, something dawned on Guy.

As they finished changing and looked at each other, even Denzel and Ricky now
noticed what they were wearing. The black and white stripped trousers and
jacket top, it almost looked like an inmate's outfit as if it was a uniform a
pris ... ... ... CLANG!

The sudden loud crashing noise made the men all jump and spin, turn around to
where the sound had come from, the three men's eyes where all over the place,
looking and then they saw 'OH!' 'WHAT!' ERR!'

What caught their sight, their glare, what had captured their attention was up
on the middle balcony, stood there was three individuals, three females,
women, three young women. The new three 'visitors' to this complex may have
been a little way away but evens so, the men could see them clear enough, how
they looked and how they were dressed. But it was again Gus that had
'recognised' a connection. A connection between how the men where now dressed
and the new three young women, and how they were dressed!

"Prison School!" The other men heard Gus' words but, like Gus they were only
looking one way up at the women on the middle balcony, taking in just how eye
catching they looked. The three women, where all young, but at this distance
it was difficult to say just how old they might be. They all looked quite
good, quite good indeed, but again at this distance ... ... But even so the
men thought that up close they would probably be even better looking.

Each girl, each of the young women, had their own individual look, and also a
stunning, sexy look about them considering how there were dressed, dressed as
schoolgirls!

The girl on the left side was the shortest of the young females, and was a bit
on the petite side, and had a certain good, charming look about her. Like her
friends there was an obvious Far East, Asian look about the girl, a look that
went down well with the three men. Her hair was quite noticeable a golden
yellow colour, very different, it was shoulder length and cut square around
her face. Even at this distance the men could see she had a stern look, a cold
sharp look, on her young and attractive face. Attractive, yes, but still with
a firm, strict look.

But there was also the way she was dressed, in what can only be called a
school uniform, of sorts, with black sturdy shoes, no socks, then up further
she wore what looked like a pair of pale coloured, just above the knee length
tight shorts. Over these was a short skirt, brown in colour with a kind of red
checked pattern to it. Upwards she wore a white blouse, done all the way up to
the top and finished off with a small, red, shoelace tie. Over the blouse was
a smart beige jacket, a blazer top. She stood with her hands together in front
of her, to give her a 'innocent' look, but still with that stern expression on
her face. But somehow Guy was drawn to this woman, the young girl with the
strict look.

All in all, she looked like a smart Asian schoolgirl, OK she might look a bit
'pissed off' but she was nice, cute even and had a certain sexy look about
her, just like the girl stood next to her.

The next girl along, the one that stood in the middle of the group of females
and was also the middle girl when it came to their height, but even so she
stood out, just as they all did in their own way. This girl was just as
attractive, in her own way, but different, with her short hair that was so
fair it looked as if it was white! Well the first girl was yellow, so why not
white? She wore glasses, that gave her an intellectual look, but overall it
was defiantly a smart and annoyed look. The expression on her face was one of
irritation, frustration, why she had this look the men didn't know, it was
almost as if they had done something to upset her!

She was dressed in a similar way to her friend, but with a few differences,
gone where the sturdy shoes, replaced by a pair of long, black boots. Boots
that went up to her knees then there was a pair of black tights going that bit
further up to the middle of her exposed thigh. Expose due to the short skirt
she wore, this girl also had the same white blouse and beige jacket on, with a
slight difference. This blouse was undone and a pair of thrusting breasts were
also pushing her jacket to the side. All finished off with the same red
shoelace tie, but although tied up it now just rested across her exposed, open
chest.

She stood there, hands on her hips with one leg pushed out, hips at a jaunty
angle to enhance her overall 'annoyed' look. But she was quite stunning and
the combination of a young, busty Asian girl in boots instantly appealed to
Ricky. He did like her a lot, and that simple first glace of her had left its
mark. That just left the last of the trio of lovely young ladies, the girl on
the far end, the tallest of the females and, like her friends, a lovely
looking girl. In her own way. With her long, very dark, shiny, straight hair,
hair that went down, probably by the looks of it, at least halfway down her
back.

But then there was the look on her attractive face, the look, the stare, she
had. It was such a glare that it sent a shiver down each of the men's spines
as they looked at her and she looked back. Well she didn't really look back,
it was as if she was looking through them, each of them. She knew the men were
there but still she ignored them, staring straight through them, and it gave
the men a strange, weird feeling!

She was dressed, again, similar to the other two girls, with a couple of
differences. The study shoes where back but now there was a pair of black
tights that covered her long slender legs, and up they went under the same
short skirt. Going up was the same white blouse, done all the way up, the
beige jacket, and a smart red shoelace tie. The girl stood there with her arms
crossed and still with that look, her stare, it gave her an almost superior
air about her, and to be honest it did suite her.

This look the last girl had, that stare, some might think it was a bit
overbearing, but to Denzel it was a look he liked, he liked it a lot. Gus'
words "Prison school" still rung around Ricky and Denzel's head, but it didn't
mean anything to them, not like it meant something to Gus. He recognised all
this, he was sure of that or was it because of all those Cosplay characters
he'd seen earlier today. Where these girls really dressed up like 'Prison
School', or was he just imagining it all?

As the men stood there, open mouthed staring up at the middle balcony where
the three young girls, in those 'school' uniforms stood, there was silence,
and then all of a sudden 'CARRR! CARRR!' A bird came flying down out of
nowhere heading towards the men 'CARRR!' The bird was big, well it looked big
with its wings out wide, it was black and its call brought the three men out
of their hypnotic staring at the women. The bird came down fast and flew at
the men, divebombing them, or so it seemed. Ricky, Gus and Denzel all moved
quickly out the way, scattering in all directions, ducking out of the way.

As the bird flew in-between them, scattering them and then back up into the
sky the men all spun, turned around watching their attacker as it flew away.
As the three of them turned they now caught sight of another person, another
woman. She was stood opposite the three girls on the far buildings balcony,
this time the top balcony, looking down firstly on the three men, then across
and over to the three schoolgirls.

She was a bit too far away to see that clearly but the men could make out she
was dressed all in black. Boots, trousers and long sleeve top, in her hands
was a camera, 'was she taking photos of all this?' The woman now turned away
and walked through a nearby open door and was gone, 'what the hell was all
this about?' Gus looked around, he'd taken in that his friends and he where
all dressed in what looked like prison uniforms, plus the three girls dressed
up like schoolgirls! And he couldn't get the 'Prison School' idea out his
head. Well one of the girls did look like Hana, one like Meiko and one like
Mari! Or was all this just coincidence or was ... ... no it couldn't be ...
... Could it?

The three men looked back at the middle balcony and the schoolgirls, but they
were gone 'where had they ... ... ' 'CARRR!' Another divebombing attack was
inbound and the men soon scattered again and went further in opposite
directions. Again, the bird went for the men, it was as if the three men where
been split up, sent in different directs to get them apart, but a bird
couldn't do that, could it?

The courtyard, the exercise yard filled with the sound of men running and
getting away, BANG! BANG! BANG! Ricky, Gus and Denzel all headed for a door
that was nearest to each of them, to get out of the way, the doors where all
unlocked, which was good and made it easy for the men to slip away from the
attacking bird. The three men were now safe behind doors, but they were also
separated from each other. But that wouldn't be a problem as they all had the
same idea, just move around the buildings and they would come across each
other. After all they were all on the ground floor, they would find each other
soon, it would be easy.

Gus, Ricky and Denzel all took a second to look around their dirty, damaged,
dark surroundings and then they each set off to find each other, it wouldn't
be difficult, they would all met up in a minute or two. Then they would all
get the hell out of here!

Denzel found himself in an open area, possible a storage area, or something
like that, he thought it would make a good setting for ... ... 'Stop,
concentrate on what you're doing!' he had to tell himself. He looked around,
trying to find a way out, the door nearby was locked, and it was metal so
there was no way through it, he looked again, 'over there another door,
great!' He was across the room and opening the second door, 'shit! Stairs
going up!' But it was the only way out so he had to go up, the big black man
was up the stairs quickly taking two steps at a time. His pounding feet echoed
around the place and he moved up to the next level, at the same time the metal
door opened and in walked the 'Mari' girl, and she made her way across the
room and towards the stairs Denzel had just stomped up.

Guy found himself in what looked like a small office, with a door to the left,
one in front of him and one to the right. All were unlocked, so that was good
and all lead into similar looking adjoining small offices, again with more
doors. He looked again into all three new rooms 'shit, which one, which way?'
Guy went off to the right, through two, three more doors, all lead into
similar small offices, some with broken desks, chairs, maybe a rusty old
filing cabinet. 'This was no good', Guy turned around, went back the way he
came, or did he? He went from office to office, not sure if he recognised it,
'no he didn't, shit he was lost ... . Lost in a set of offices!' He rushed
through a door, at the same time 'Hana' entered the room through an unopened
door and slowly followed on after Guy.

Ricky found himself back in the old factory part of the complex, 'good!' He
knew where he was going and moved off across the room, OOOHHHH! THUD! OOOUCH!
'Shit!' Oil on the floor, covered by old paper and not looking where he was
going meant he'd landed on his arse, and it hurt! Ricky pushed himself up,
painfully, to his feet, his knee hurt, he'd twisted it or something and was
now limping across the room. It would slow him down, but all he had to do was
head this way, up the stairs, through the offices, down the other side and
he'd be near to where the others where. CLANG! He kicked one of the buckets
out the way that had dropped on the men earlier and carried on, up height
above on a walkway the 'Meiko' girl looked down, then moved off on her own
little walk.

Back on the second floor and the stairs Denzel had raced up lead into another
large open area. It looked like it could have been a dining hall of something
like that due to the serving station shutters along the far wall, and the few
long tables and some old chairs that were also scattered around. The tall
black man looked around for another way out, 'yes!' A pair of double doors,
must be the entrance, and hopefully his exit. The man now started to walk over
to them when THUD! OOOHHHHH!

Something hard, hefty had slammed into the back of the man, crashed into his
back and sent Denzel stumbling forward until he'd tripped and gone falling
face first into the floor.

'Mari' had followed up the stairs after the tall man and when she'd got to the
top she'd seen him stood there, his back to where she had come out as he
looked around. It was now that the girl had used the situation to her
advantage and taken the opportunity that was on offer to her. She rushed the
man, she was fit and fast, coving the distance in a single moment, then she'd
jumped at the moment he'd started to walk away, thrusted her knee forwards and
drove it hard into the middle of the unaware man's back. dropping him down to
the floor in front of her.

On the floor Denzel quickly got over his initial shock, realising that he'd
been attacked, not by a bird but this time by a person! He flung himself to
the side, ignoring the pain as he rolled over so he could see who was ... ...
'Oh!' There stood, looking down at him, was the tall schoolgirl with the long
dark hair, the one he quite liked, the man took in how she was dressed, nice,
how she looked closer up, very nice and the expression on her face, 'Arh!' The
look that went straight through him, then he saw the leg that was lifted up
and the shoe that now came down, CRUNCH! OOOOWWW! Right into his groin!

The pain was sharp and hurt like hell, making the man roll back over as he
tried to deal with it, WHACK! Now Mari gave him 'something else' to deal with
as her shoe shot out a drove hard into the side of his face. Denzel was now
rolling back over onto his other side as the tastes of blood filled his mouth,
two more blows entered the man's body before he came to a stop. A third strike
was heading his way when the man manged to pull himself together and grabbed
onto the shoe as it came at him, 'thank god!' A moment of relief and a small
victory, but short lived, as Mari didn't flinch but just jumped up and slammed
her free foot out and into Denzel's face, blood splattered everywhere, her
foot was realised, the man again rolled over in agony and it was once more the
girls victory!

In the office area and Guy was getting frustrated with himself and with this
dame place, as he went through another door and walked into a room that looked
almost the same as the one he'd just left. Now he stormed over to the far
door, grabbed onto the door handle, thrusted the door open, and walked through
'how can you get lost in a set of stupid offices, how can ... ... , SMACK!

'Hana' had followed the man from one room to the other, listening to him curse
and shout as he moved into one similar room to another. She wondered if this
man had even been in a maze, before now, and how amusing it might be to watch
him work his way through a real labyrinth! But for this girl, who had a much
better sense of direction the layout of the office area was easy to work out.
She peeled off when following the man and knew where he would end up.

Waiting in the right office, she timed his approached through that door just
right and was there to 'greet' him! The young girls clenched fist had shot
into Gus' face as he entered the room, the stunned blow sent the man
staggering backwards, back to the room he'd come from. But before he could
fall too far backwards WHACK! Another blow landed, this time into his gut as
the girl lurched forward so she could deliver her second strike.

Guy spun around and went down, he fell across a broken old desk that was in
the middle of the room. The hard wooden object hurt his body as he fell
against it, but not half as much as the foot that came thundering into the
side of his body CRUNCH! Hana had taken a couple of steps into the office and
kicked out, her shoe went hard into the man and the yelp of pain he let out
told her, 'she'd hurt him!' With Guy slumped over the desk trying to grab his
breath, the girl twisted herself around brought her other foot up and THUD!
OOOHHH!

Hana came around and kicked out into the back of the slumped man's legs, his
knees buckled and Guy couldn't hold himself up, he flopped down to his knees,
still holding onto the desk. The girl stepped closer, grabbed the man by his
hair and was about to throw his face into the desk when Guy's arms locked out
and he stopped himself from being thrusted forwards 'Arh stopped you, you
little ... .' WHACK OOOHHHH!

In a cracked mirror on the far wall Guy had seen it was the girl with the
golden yellow hair behind him, but he'd stopped her, stopped the girl he
liked, but only temporary. She'd twisted her body, lifted her leg, up high,
hooked it back and drove it hard into the back of his head that she still held
and as he knelt there. The knee to the back of his head drove his head and
face fully into the top of the dirty old desk, splattering his face, breaking
his nose and hurting the man badly!

In another part of the complex Ricky limped along, out of the factory area,
through the small office part, where he stopped and listened, sure that he'd
heard something, a call or scream? No, must be mistaken! Then carried on and
was coming up towards the long corridor, just the short flight of stairs to
get down and he'd been there. As Ricky's foot came down on the first step, he
hobbled a little, then there was a noise from behind him, for a brief moment
Ricky froze as a 'thought' went through his head, 'shit!', WHACK! OOOWWW!
THUD!

'Meiko' had quite enjoyed watching the way the man had slipped and gone down
on his backside, and with the fact that he was now limping. She made her was
down from the high walkway and towards the set of offices. Down in the office
area she'd watched, at a slight distance, the man hobble through the rooms and
towards the stairs and when he'd reached the top and took that first step
down, she moved closer. Running her hand over an old table, her fingers
knocking into a dried-up pen, that rolled across the table and fell off.

The sound of the pen rolling, falling, hitting the floor and bouncing made the
man suddenly stop, just for a brief second and then he began to turn around to
look behind him at where the sound came from. As he turned a boot came heading
his way, the leg that filled the boot swung upwards fast, Meiko's timing was
perfect. As the man's head came back and his eyes widen as he caught sight of
the busty 'schoolgirl', her boot struck.

In that brief moment Ricky caught sight of the busty girl, her white hair, her
lovely face with the sexy glasses, and the toe of the boot that came up to his
face. It felt as if his jaw had been pushed back into his face and his whole
head almost exploded. The force of the blow sent Ricky back and off his feet,
he went flying through the air and sailed down, over the stairs, until he
landed on the hard, damp, cold concrete floor and the bottom of the short
flight of stairs.

His whole body felt as if he'd been run over by a truck, it hurt, it throbbed,
it was cold and painful 'Oh, God!' He lay on his back on the concrete floor,
his legs where spread over the stairs, his head was spinning but he could just
about make out the busty schoolgirl figure making her way down the stairs
towards him. Then she jumped up and was in the air, suddenly it all went in
slow motion as she fell through the air toward him, 'Crap!'

Ricky tried to thwart her by, somehow, was it due to fear, getting the
strength to raise his leg and block her falling down on him. But his eyes
hadn't focused properly and he'd miscalculated, Meiko easily jumped over his
raised leg and came down hard, CRUNCH! With both her boots right into the
middle of his body lying there on that hard concrete floor, ARRRRRHHHH!

Back with Mari, and Denzel was again rolling across the floor of the disused
dining room, rolling around in agony as another hard kick, a sturdy shoe,
slammed into his body and hurt him even more. The girl with the 'stare' and
the long dark hair was pounding him, slamming her shoes into his body. Kicking
him hard and even harder with each shoe she sent his way, it was almost as if
she was teaching a lesson, a hard lesson, for something he'd done, but what?

The beating of the taller man carried on, all over the dining room floor, with
each kick she gave him the more he travelled across that floor, but this was
also a way of Denzel getting away from the girl. He tried to roll away, as
quickly as he could, to put some distance between him on the floor and her
stood over him pounding him with her sturdy shoes. But with each kick, each
roll and each time that he managed to move out of her reach she made her way,
quickly, and closer back to him. So, she could carry on and again kick him
some more, WHACK! OOOUUUHHHH!

Then Denzel realised he was near to the stairs that he's come up, 'she must
have come up that way, so maybe there's was another way out, back down there!'
He tried to get closer to the opening, it was his only opportunity to get away
from this girl and her treatment of him. He was nearly there, almost out of
her reach, he was ... ... OOOOOOHHH!

Concentrating on his escape the man hadn't realised that the girl had seen
what he was up to and instead of kicking him she now came in fast, reached
down, grabbed hold and yanked the large man upwards, WHACK! UUUUHHHH! As he
came up her knee drove into his gut, winding him, stunning him enough for her
to twist him around, get him in position, make her move and SMACK! ARRHHHHH!
THUD! THUD! THUD!

Her leg came up and her shoe was shot into his body, she then pushed out and
sent the man flying backwards, he went off his feet, went soaring. Denzel was
now falling through the air and down the stairs. Falling until he hit the
first set of steps, then bounced, very painful, down the rest of the hard
stairs. Bouncing down from one stair to the other until he came crashing down
on the floor of the room below.

As he lay in a heap at the bottom of the stairs Mari stood at the top looking
down at him, he was hurt, there was blood and he was unable to get up. Slowly,
with Denzel looking up in a wired hypnotic stare, watching in horror, Mari now
came down the stairs towards him, ready to put him through another session in
the new room!

Over with Hana, and Guy's head was throbbing, spinning and aching all at the
same time, his face felt numb. But even so he could taste blood in his mouth
and just knew that it must also cove most of his face, SMASH! UUUUUUUU! The
girl still had control of the man by holding onto his head and she smashed it
once again into the blood covered desk. The man's sight was all blurred, but
even so he knew the dark patched on the desk, that was coming back at him very
fast, was in fact his own blood, SMACK! ARRRRHHHHH!

He didn't know how many time the yellowed haired girl had thrown his face into
the old desk, he didn't really care either, all he wanted was for it to stop,
SMACK! But there was no sign that was going to happen any time soon, but all
of a sudden there was a pause in his 'introduction to the desk.' He wasn't
sure as he'd lost most of the feeling in his face and head, but thought that
the girl was no longer holding him by his hair.

Guy was right, for once, the girl, Hana, has let go, released her grip on his
hair and had strolled around to the other side of the desk where she could
look at him and he, even though a hazy blur could see her. She stood there,
her hands on the edge of the desk, crouched forwards, looking at the man, he
swallowed hard as her face came into focus and there was this look on her face
and a certain twinkle in her eye! SCREEEEEEECH! THUD! OOOWWWW!

With Guy still on his knees and gripping the desk, as if holding onto it for
some kind of protection, and with the girl staring at him from the other side
she made her move. She was obviously stronger than she looks and with a might
thrust she pushed the desk in front of her, hurling it forwards, shoving it
into Guy and pushing him and the desk. Launching it towards the wall of the
small office. The legs of the desk scrapping loudly along the floor until it
slammed into the wall, crushing, trapping Guy there.

This girl was indeed strong as she now squashed the man in-between the wall
and the desk, hurting him, flattening him, breaking him, she pushed and pushed
against the desk. Guy thought it was all going to end here for him, squashed
by a desk, 'what a way to go!' But then suddenly it all stop and the desk was
pulled away, he had a chance to breath again, 'thank god!'

But she had other ideas, THUD! Hana jumped onto the desk and came at Guy,
grabbing him and hauling the hurt man up then, OOOOOHHH! THUD! She tossed the
man from out behind the desk and sent his tumbling through the nearby door and
into the next office. Hana followed on, wondering what there was in the next
office she could 'use' next?

Elsewhere and with Meiko, and Ricky was in agony as the busty 'schoolgirl'
steps off of his chest. As she'd jumped off of those steps and onto the man
lying on the floor, her pounding boots had expelled all the air out of his
chest, and in the process probably done 'some' damage to his chest and ribs!

Ricky gasped as he tried to fill his lungs, but even that hurt him, Meiko
stepped off the man and also managed a sexy wiggle of her arse at the same
time, unfortunately for Ricky at that moment he'd other things on his mind and
hadn't seen that. The man took in another, painful, lungful of air and for a
moment his body stopped shaking, which was good, ARRRRHHHHH!

But not wanting him to get 'too comfortable' Meiko reached down, grabbed onto
his hair, wrenching the man up off the ground, he'd obviously got his breath
back and so she had other plans for him. As he scrabbled his way up onto his
feet the man's head was still spinning, still trying to make sense of all
this, still trying to work out ... ... SMACK!

Meiko's open hand gave him a forceful slap across his face, that got rid of
the dazed look on his face and he was now fully concentrating on the girl in
front of him, SMACK! Well maybe not 'fully' concentrating as he didn't see
that second slap come his way, SMACK! SMACK! Or the others that now came
raining down across his sore face, she slapped, hit him hard, then harder and
harder. Ricky staggered backwards under the hail of sharp, stinging, stunning
slaps.

He was now at the start of that corridor, long, dark, damp and forbidding and
as he looked into the girl's face he just knew what she had planned for him.
WHACK! The girl throws her leg up and around slamming her boot into him,
giving a cry of aggression as she let lose at him and sending him tumbling
across the corridor and against the far wall. Ricky wiped the blood away from
the corner of his mouth, there was another cry of hostility for the man and,
WHACK!

The girls other leg, her other boot, sent Ricky back across to the other side
of the corridor and down onto one knee, 'shit, that hurt.' But if he'd learnt
anything in the last few minutes it was not to get caught down on the floor,
so he pushed himself up, a quick as he could, but not before, WHACK!

Sharply and harshly the girl threw her foot, her boot, into the face of the
man as he scrambled up back onto his feet, stopping him with the hard blow,
pounding his face, sending blood splattering and with her cry of anger, and
delight. The man was sent once again across the corridor and down to the grimy
floor, it was a long way to the end of the corridor and Meiko's boots would
make Ricky feel every inch of that corridor!

The sun was going down and inside the old complex it was quiet, there was a
pause, well just for a moment. A pause for Ricky on the receiving end of
'Meiko's' boots, for Guy seeing just how initiative 'Hana' could be with what
every she could lay her hands on and for Denzel feeling what a kick 'Mari' had
in her. But the very long minutes before this 'pause' had been hell, for the
men! For now, it was all over, and in the cell area, that the men had come
across earlier, the trio of girls had gathered.

Mari had kicked Denzel across a number of different rooms to reach here, Hana
had used everything at hand to 'move' Guy towards this place and Meiko, she'd
put her boot to good use, 'encouraging' Ricky back to this spot as well! The
three men were barely conscious when they'd reached the old prison cell area,
none of them, these three men, where in any state to resist the girls. But who
would want to 'resist' a good looking young girl dressed like this?

CLANG! Mari's shoe drove hard into Denzel's ribs forcing the man across the
floor once more and into his cell, CLANG! Hanna held a bedraggled Guy by his
top and throws the man over and down into his cell, CLANG! Meiko's boot comes
up and around, slamming into Ricky, taking him off his feet, through the air
and dropping him into his cell. Three men, three, old dirty, damp cells, three
prisoners, three girls dressed in school uniform, three 'guards!'

The cell doors all closed, locked and the men were 'home' for the night. The
woman in black was looking down at her camera going through all the shots
she'd taken, pleased with how good some of the photo's where, especially those
involving the 'prisoners' and the girls!

When the three men had turned up it had been a golden opportunity that the
photographer and her models could not turn down and so they had taken full
advantage of this. This shoot had gone much better than she could have hoped
for and she was sure that tomorrow would only bring better shots for her to
take ... ... !