**Kait**

He makes me dress in a short skirt and a thin tank top. Not exactly my sort of taste, but it’s better than hanging around in my sleep clothes.

The place he’s taken me to looks like a run-down crack house with maybe a bit more appeal. The structure of the house is sound without a single misplaced floorboard, but the paint on the walls is cracked and peeling.

The building looked to be four stories tall with a basement, over a dozen bedrooms, three ...