A Rite of Passage (Lord DreamCrusher x [B M T H])

[Lord DreamCrusher]

The night had gone well so far as the other bands took the stage and rocked the crowd with heavy guitar riffs, pounding drums, and a variety of melodic and growling vocals but as the final band for the night was announced and moved to take the stage there was a cacophonous cheer that rippled through the audience. The time had arrived for Ethereal to take the stage and out they came dressed in various shades of black, some with buckles and jackets while Volker Bastian, the lead singer, was as extravagantly adorned as always in a long jacket that draped down his legs and made him feel like more like a warlord than a simple man. He smiled and soaked in the attention while he lifted his hands to further rile the crowd, his bandmates taking their places and getting set with their equipment behind him.

There was Gunnar Beck, the lead guitarist and the type of person who took his music way too seriously on stage but was quick to laugh and relax off stage, Karsten Gill, the bass player and backup vocalist whose rough appearance was only matched by the gravel of his voice, Elias Dalin, their drummer who looked a fair bit younger than he actually was and was always looking for outlets for his pent-up rage, and last was Jori Palo, the keyboardist and a smug bastard who was not only confident but somehow managed to be rather suave even through his superiority complex. They had all come together from different backgrounds only a couple of years ago but they had quickly amassed a loyal following and were recognized for natural talents to the point that the rising fame was already inflating their egos and making them wilder than they had ever been before. Truly though they were darker than they appeared, their hearts lacking in empathy and filled with darkness the likes of which could hardly be considered worth redemption. They were as flames burning bright and drawing in the starstruck women like moths towards their inevitable demise.

Looking back to see that the rest of the band was ready Volker adopted a power stance at his microphone stand and teased the crowd one last time, announcing the first song of their lineup as the music kicked into gear. Their performances were known to be positively electric and this one seemed unlikely to let anyone down as Volker's powerful yet smooth voice enraptured his fans and held them, hypnotized, as Ethereal once again proved that they were far more than just some upstart studio band.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira Sako stood front and center, her ribs pressed painfully into the metal barricade as the voluminous crowd ebbed and flowed along with the melodic trance of symphonic metal that rang through the moderately-sized venue. Despite the dynamic performance taking place no more than ten feet in front of her, Mira's eyes were closed as her head flung forward and she whipped her hair, the long ebony locks flinging over her rounded shoulders before snapping back. Her headbanging persisted for the majority of the penultimate band's set. The elation of the crowd built up in anticipation as the evening drove on, the bass line thrumming through the open room before silence rang out.

"Kittos! Thank you! We love you!" The band on stage hailed out towards the crowd as the room erupted in cheers and screams. As they descended the stage from the back, the lights slowly came back on and the cheers came to a halt. Mira brushed her hair back from her face and leaned forward, resting her elbows against the barricade with a sigh. Her neck hurt. In fact, her everything hurt. The pain was worth it, though. Mira had purchased her concert ticket the moment ticket sales opened for this tour, she had been waiting for this show for months and the night had finally arrived. Not only was the lineup absolutely perfect and included some of her favorite bands, the headliner was none other than Ethereal who was her absolute favorite band. They were still fairly new to the scene but quickly gaining traction among the symphonic metal crowd. The first song she had ever heard of theirs hooked her instantly. It took her only a few weeks to learn how to play all of their songs on the bass and she had caught them every time they were ever in the general area. Tonight's show was different than all of the ones she had been fortunate enough to see, though. This was their first headlining tour which meant a solid hour at least of Ethereal badassery as opposed to their usual half hour sets.

This was why Mira planted herself at the forefront of the venue, centered right in front of where Volker would be performing. It was the best spot in the entire place.

Some music played in the background, filling the room yet playing beneath the chatter that came from the tightly spaced crowd. Mira held onto her spot, her feet planted beneath her as she leaned into the barricade, the metal biting into her petite and curvy body. Within her fingers, she toyed with the ends of her long, waist length hair while her deep brown eyes scanned over the stage, watching the roadies as they set up each instrument and gaff taped all of the cables in preparation for Ethereal's performance.

This was the longest twenty five minutes of Mira's life up to this point. The anticipation swelled in her chest as she waited for her favorite band to take the stage. She led a few chants, stirring up the crowd as the entire room chanted for Ethereal to come out from behind the stage. Finally, the lights faded to black and the entire room was shrouded in darkness. Mira shrieked out, shouting with eagerness as her arms rose to the air and her pointer and pinkie fingers rose from her fists. The bass rumbled out and then Ethereal began performing, their live stage presence absolutely astounding.

Mira's eyes were locked on the stage, leaving only momentarily to head-bang during breakdowns. She sang to every song and air-guitar'd every solo, her body bouncing against the barricade as the crowd erupted in a violent caper and swayed, the hundreds of fans moving as one. Ethereal's energy never ceased and the crowd, Mira included, thrived off of the power behind their music.

The set was an hour and twenty minutes long and by the end of their encore, Mira's entire outfit had been soaked through with a mixture of her own sweat and the sweat of the hundreds of strangers cavorting alongside her. The entire experience was almost spiritual, Mira felt as if she was high as she floated in place while the band members tossed guitar picks and drum sticks into the crowd. Mira was fortunate enough to catch a bass pick and one of the set lists, the paper tearing in the corner as the man behind her grappled for it.

The crowd slowly trickled out from the venue as the security staff attempted to motivate the metal heads out from the room so that they could clean up and get home. Mira was practically skipping as she left the venue, pushing out through the double doors and entering into the warm summer night that felt almost chilly against her burning hot flesh. Ethereal's tour bus was parked out back in the parking lot, the roadies moving back and forth from the venue to the black trailer hitched to the back of the bus to load their gear and stage equipment. Mira had parked on the other end of the parking lot but after a brief moment of hesitation, she decided to make her way over to the tour bus. There was a small group of fans gathered outside waiting for the band to make their grand departure from the venue so that they could ask for signatures. Mira joined in with the group, quickly befriending a few people as they prattled on about their fandom.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

Leaving out of the back of the venue and towards their tour bus it was only natural that the members of Ethereal were met with a throng of fans hoping to say hello, take pictures, or get autographs from them all. Since this was the first tour in which they had earned the right to be the headline group even the surly Elias couldn't help but smile and soak in the attention as they all stopped and spent some time with their fans. Gunnar dipped into the bus real quick but returned with a cold twelve pack of beer which he tossed to his bandmates first and then distributed the remaining seven cans to people within the small crowd, pausing at the last one when he noticed Mira push in. "Hey, you look like you could use a drink babe. Think I saw you in the front row." Despite the clamor to be close to the band the security was close by to prevent things from getting too crazy. Nobody was going to wrestle the beer away from the lead guitarist but there was plenty of jealousy at being called out like she had been. He moved on to another fan right after though, leaving her waiting for her moment to actually speak with them at any length.

Meanwhile the other guys were putting the moves on the women they found attractive, luring them with offers of a private after party which was nothing official of course but simply an offer to hang with the band as they unwound back at the hotel. Volker already had one woman under his sway as she stepped over the metal fence and joined the band while Jori was smooth talking another while he was signing autographs. The wetness of sweat was just as prevalent upon each of them as they had played their hearts out so they hardly minded it with their fans, showing no hesitation in coming close for pictures and the like.

Ethereal may have been quickly rising in fame but they weren't superstars just yet and so this small crowd was just that, small. The handful of men and women was steadily thinning and Mira was getting closer and closer to the front as the tension rose from the security guards trying to urge them to get a move on and get to the bus. Just as it seemed that she was going to miss out on anything more than a cold drink Volker spotted her and grinned as he turned. "I saw you the whole time out there. Not many people could claim to love our music as much as you. What can I offer you? A signature? A picture?" He paused as his brown eyes met her own. "Maybe you'd like to come with us too and hang out at the hotel for a little bit?" It was obvious that he liked what he saw and his commanding presence apparently wasn't left behind on stage but the decision was solely in her hands.

 

[Valkyrja]

The thin crowd of sweaty people jumbled together waited out in the streetlight-lit darkness, their chatter growing in volume as the door to the venue pushed open and Ethereal exited the building. Mira was overcome by the larger man behind her as he shoved her aside to get a better look. The petite woman couldn't help but just laugh at the man who tried to get a better position that would ultimately not matter. Regardless, she tried to squeeze back in next to him while Gunnar was handing out a few cans of beer to a select handful of lucky fans. She slid beside him and suddenly there was a cool beer being thrust into her hand. Her eyes gazed up into Gunnar's in brief disbelief as he remarked on how he'd seen her from stage. This isn't happening! Her smile in return showed just how dumbfounded she was over him speaking directly to her. "Thanks!" She didn't have a chance to say much else as he walked away, his attention diverting to the other fans who clamored for his attention.

Mira smirked, looking down at the can in her hand. Sliding a nail under the pull-tab, she cracked it open and then brought it to her lips, taking a sip of the bitter yet refreshing alcohol. Although she was internally loosing her shit over her own eagerness, externally she appeared fairly calm and collected. The crowd was slowly thinning out and as she pushed forward, anxious to get her torn set list signed by her idols, one of the security guards called for them to head back onto the tour bus. Mira's heard dropped momentarily, thinking she had missed an opportunity to more formally meet her favorite band. That's when Volker grinned at her, bodily turning to face her.

The smile that crossed over Mira's face was contagious, her straight white teeth glistening beneath the streetlamps as she lowered the beer from her lips. Don't sound like a babbling fan girl, Mira! Her deep brown eyes looked into his, drinking in his delicious gaze as he spoke. His voice was tantalizing, she could have been hypnotized by it. The confidence behind the tone only built him up in her eyes. "Yes!" She stopped herself for a second before chuckling nervously. "I mean... yes to all of it if that's an option?" She was beaming at the man who towered over her. "And yeah, I've been following you guys since you dropped that first EP a few years back. You guys rock! I know I sound like a total fan girl but you're my favorite band." The beer can shook in her hand slightly, her nervousness barely noticeable aside from the minor tremor in her hand. "Partying with you guys would be so sick!" Mira's thoughts were innocent, save for the potential of more drinking and a hint of drugs that would surely be shared back at the hotel room. The idea of lounging around with her favorite band and talking to them about their music was something that up to now Mira had only dreamed of.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

Volker seemed to take it in stride, acting relatively unfazed by her praise and continuing to provide his confident half-smile as she spoke. "Well, better hurry up then because it would seem our tour bus is ready to leave." That was his way of telling her to follow along and he nodded his head towards the awaiting sleek, black bus which seemed way too nice for their current status but perhaps they had better connections than would seem. As they walked the remaining distance, the rest of the band already boarding ahead of them and two other young women coming along for the ride, he continued to question and probe gently to feel out how comfortable she'd really be around them moving forward. "So you know all of us but, what's your name?" He turned his head briefly to ensure that she was following along but he didn't linger his attention for long, remaining a bit distant like she had yet to truly prove her worth to him.

Climbing into the bus itself would reveal it to be plenty roomy despite the now eight people settled aboard, not including the driver who shut the door and got the thing moving nearly the instant that they were both inside. One of the other women was already sitting in Jori's lap as he rested in a swivel recliner and the other young woman was on one of the couches with Gunnar's arm around her, Gunnar speaking up as he recognized the newcomer. "Hey, welcome aboard. Take a seat and kick back." Elias and Karsten simply nodded to them both with expressions that were hard to read while Jori gave a small wave even though his focus was already claimed so to speak. Lowering down onto the couch on the opposite side from Gunnar, Volker left the decision ultimately up to Mira as to where she wanted to relax. There was space on both couches and a single seat that faced a small little table nestled against one wall as well if she wanted a bit of distance for the time being.

Conversations were plentiful with topics ranging from upcoming shows, prideful moments about their performance, and what they looked forward to doing back at the hotel in order to relax. True that she could see that the back of the bus had a sleeping area with what appeared to be six bunk style beds should they need to drive on without stopping but of course a hot tub, pool, showers, or even just full sized beds were all far more tempting than that. If she wanted more beer or a water then she had but to ask, though Gunnar would be quick to point out that they unfortunately had blown through their stock of other alcohol up to this point and hadn't had the chance to remedy that situation so far. She was free to soak in these moments as best she could, though the ride to the hotel wouldn't take too long.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira quickly stepped over to Volker, following him as he guided her towards the tour bus. Her eyes ran up and down his backside, examining him. It wasn't that she was checking him out, she was simply sizing him up and taking in this incredible moment. Did my favorite band really just invite me to come party with them? "I'm Mira." She smiled despite him not looking at her. "Is it ever weird for you guys to have everybody know your names and so much about each of you?" She questioned him as she grabbed the railing and walked up the stairs onto the tour bus. The door closed behind her, just barely catching her heel before they began moving forward. For staying at a hotel, they seem to be in quite a rush. She looked at the bus drive and offered him a smile, greeting him in a friendly manner before rounding the corner.

As soon as her eyes met the rest of the band, she grinned like an idiot and looked over the scene. A sense of trepidation swelled in her chest when she saw the other two women. One was already perched on Jori's lap and Gunnar was holding onto the second one. The two women were fairly inebriated but there was clear sexual tension. Oh shit. I hope they don't think I'm a groupie. Even though her trepidation wasn't brought on by jealousy, she couldn't help but feel a little bit competitive with the two women. Their confidence clearly displayed that this wasn't the first time they were on a tour bus.

Gunnar invited Mira to sit down and after a brief moment of hesitation, she sunk down next to Volker on the couch, Karsten to the left of her and Elias vertical from her. Mira took a sip of her beer and very quickly dove into questioning the band as a typical fan would. She asked about their inspiration behind their music, their favorite bands, their favorite places to tour and so on. At this point, she may as well have been one of the guys. The woman on Jori's lap introduced herself as Allison before averting her attention back to Jori. By the time they neared the hotel, her tongue had already vanished into Jori's mouth as she turned to straddle him. The woman next to Gunnar, Lacy, was flirty but not quick to follow Allison's lead. Instead, she tried to keep up with the conversation as best as she could without knowing too much about the band's discography.

The tour bus pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, coming to a halt at the entrance so that the band could get settled in while the tour bus parked. "This was so fun!" She remarked, smiling at the group of guys she had just bonded with over a shared love of music. "So, I know you guys are heading in and I really don't want to be a killjoy but, uh, I'm down for hanging out but it starts and stops there." She glanced over at Allison and Jori who were still busy making out. "I don't mind grabbing an Uber to head back home if that's gonna be a problem!" Mira really didn't want the fun to end but she also knew she needed to make her boundaries understood before things went to far.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

"It's a little weird yeah, though we are getting fairly used to it now." Volker replied before they got on the bus and settled in. Despite the actions of the other women aboard the bus Mira's attempts at conversation were met well without any pressure for anything more. Every one of the guys, even Jori, would chime in here and there to answer her questions and talk about their past. She'd already know that most of the members of Ethereal belonged to other bands before coming together in this one, some like Gunnar and Jori having their old bands break up while Elias and Karsten made it sound more like they left or were kicked out of their previous bands because of personal drama. The new and interesting tidbit she'd pick up from Volker was that he was raised Catholic and formed a local band called Silverthorn which was understandably based around Christian themes. As he got older and his taste in music expanded Volker tried to convince the rest of the band to branch out and experiment more but to no avail so he departed and worked to find a new band, eventually managing to pull together everyone now in Ethereal through a lot of lucky breaks and coincidences.

"As for musical inspirations we take from a lot of stuff. Technically we tend to fall into symphonic metal but we all enjoy parts from progressive metal, power metal, and darker stuff like death metal, or black metal. In fact I think we are going to take the next album into more progressive territory as a nice change of pace. You'll notice that a lot of our lyrics talk about the plight of good and evil, mentions of angels and demons as well as elements of fantasy creatures and stuff. Some of that is my religious upbringing but I've always found that the tales of darkness and evil were more compelling, suitable warnings to take caution against our own vices but also to hint that sometimes we all have to encourage the worst parts of ourselves." Volker was always happy to talk about himself of course and the chance to explain the direction of the band was a topic he was happy with. In general he, Gunnar, and Jori seemed the most approachable for conversation with Elias and Karsten plenty happy to stay quiet and listen without adding much.

Gunnar continued the conversation with the different musical tastes they brought to the table, his demeanor so relaxed and calm that he hardly seemed to just have played with as much energy as he had. "I'm the progressive guy mainly, been pushing to include some more elements and finally got Volker on my side for the next album; if only to shut me up for a little while hah! Elias likes the darker stuff though mostly I think because he wants to hit the drums as hard as he can, Karsten though...his voice is perfect for the guttural growling and screaming that goes with that as well. Jori likes the power metal more because it gives his keyboard more presence, and obviously that leaves Volker next to you as the guy who loves the symphonic since he's got the dulcet tones that make so many people jealous."

When the bus rolled up to the hotel and Mira made her point about what she was looking for they didn't seem to mind in the slightest. Karsten was the one to speak up this time in his thick Norwegian accent, though his English was perfect all the same. "Those two are always like that." He pointed between Jori and Gunnar with a bit of disdain present in his expression even despite the thick bread and long hair which often hung over his face. Gunnar scoffed with playful concern but seemed unfazed and Volker stepped in to continue the train of thought. "You can leave whenever you want, I'll even pay for your fare if you are worried, but I invited you to come hang out with us." The unspoken part which seemed to come through the meaning was "...not to have sex." but he didn't seem too pushy all the same. "Your call but we will be up a few more hours at least to settle down after the concert and you seem to know a lot about us already, not much more to learn without talking to us directly."

In truth Volker already knew that she was a solid choice for what he had in mind but he still had to play nice and bait the hook for her to tag along. Women like Lacy and Allison were a dime a dozen and not all that interesting to him, nor to Karsten and Elias, but all five of them had already come up with the means to satisfy the dark parts of themselves that Volker had already alluded to in conversation. They called it the rite of passage, the dividing line between just being a fan or groupie and actually being recognized as someone of importance to the band as a whole. They'd done it a few times already but with only one success, maybe Mira would be the second? Or maybe she'd just provide them a temporary reprieve and serve as a bit of muse for the upcoming album. Either way they all agreed that the decision was one that the woman in question would have to make for herself, the fine line between true criminals and cordial business men...or perhaps devils and their deals.

 

[Valkyrja]

There was absolutely zero hesitation behind Mira's response as the guys clarified with her that their intentions were pure. "No, that's awesome. I'm totally down!" In truth, she was elated over the fact that they had wanted to continue hanging out with her even with the knowledge that her legs were going to remain closed. They also seemed like total gentlemen as Volker offered to provide for her ride home. She wouldn't take him up on that, she took too much pride in providing for herself, but she couldn't help but smile at his kind gesture. "But we definitely need to grab some more beer. You guys got any up in the room? If not, I'm happy to treat for the next round if you guys want to hit the bar."

Mira stood up, stretching slightly as she watched the rest of the guys follow suit. She couldn't help but feel a slight pang of regret. Outside of her metal shows, Mira was a fairly well put together and respected individual. Although she lived alone in a tiny studio apartment just within the city limits, she worked a full time job at a marketing agency, her position still fairly low on the totem pole. She also had a boyfriend who she was just starting to get serious with. They'd been together for a little over a year and a half and things had been going really well. The only issue between them was his taste for music - he would never join her for one of her metal shows. Even still, he trusted her completely to enjoy her music independently. Would he be okay if he learned that I was spending my evening with these five men? Mira already knew the answer - of course not. But she wouldn't cheat on him, that was for sure. He had given her his trust and she wasn't going to risk spoiling it.

If she had been single during this evening, her moralist character would more than likely have left itself at the venue. Her eyes scanned over the five men, allowing herself an extra second to loose herself in Karsten's eyes as she examined each man before her. He caught her look and she flushed slightly due to the thoughts that ran through her head. "You know," she started, trying to play off her lingering gaze as an opening to another conversation, "I play the bass. I don't know how you guys feel about jumping right back into it after a show but if you've got an extra bass lying around I'd love to show off my skills. Maybe out-bass Karsten while I'm at it." She winked at him, her words playful as she challenged the man.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

Volker seemed pleased at her decision but he kept his enthusiasm low so as to maintain his distance and retain the power in their interactions. Elias and Karsten nodded their approval as well and Gunnar was quick to chime in about the alcohol situation. "Ah nothing to worry about. The bus needs to be stocked up again but the hotel suite has a full bar." As they filed off the bus and she made her teasing challenge towards Karsten she'd notice a change in the air as if the guys recognized something before she did. Karsten was quick to reply with a dead serious tone. "I will accept your challenge."

The others chuckled and shook their heads and Jori was the one to clarify things as they gathered up their things, entered the building, and headed upwards towards their suite. "Karsten's a real old-school viking type. Doesn't back down from a challenge unless it's near suicidal. Hope you can back up your talk." Of course all of them weren't too worried and took in in light fun but Karsten was more serious in demeanor and focus as he carried his guitar case and amp.

The suite was, well a suite. Large and expensive surely and set up more like an apartment than a simple room for the night with numerous bedrooms, a living area with couches and chairs, a kitchen, a full bar, and a wide sweeping view out of the windows of the top floor which included a private pool built right into the outside deck. The general motif was closer to luxury with stained wooden paneling and black leather accents, not really perhaps what she'd envision would best suit Ethereal but then again this was probably all that was available and it was lavish all the same compared to the average rooms.

"I get this set up, then we play. You can get drinks or something and get ready." Karsten said as she set things down in the living area, designating two chairs as theirs and running the cables out to plug everything into. Jori and Gunnar were quick to the bar so that they could fix up some drinks for themselves and they lovely ladies clinging to their arms, and otherwise, while Volker made his way over to one of the couches and plopped down with an audible sigh. "Feels good to just sit down after that." Elias was again the oddball out as he leaned against the wall and remained quiet, just out of range to be considered part of the activities but also well within earshot and able to keep his eyes on everything that was going on. Difficult to tell if he was upset about something or if he was just a bit more distant overall and reclusive by nature.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira followed the group of guys as they stepped down from the tour bus and made their way into the hotel room. It appeared as thought they had already had the chance to check in prior to the show, they made their way past the check-in counter and bee-lined to the foyer that housed the elevators. "Well lucky for him, I'm not one to turn down a challenge, either. I guess we'll see." She chuckled, stepping into the elevator as it quickly ascended the hotel to the top floor. As the doors opened, a wide corridor invited the group down towards their personal suite. Mira could feel her heartbeat thrumming in her chest, excitement building as the distance between them and the hotel suite closed.

Mira waited for the rest of the guys to walk into the room before she stepped over the threshold and stopped, her eyes wide as she took in the expansive room. "Living like rockstars already, huh?" The comment was merely meant to show how impressed she was at how quickly Ethereal had risen up the ranks. It was hard to make much of a living in the metal industry. Although after hearing the production quality of their EP and seeing the gear they proudly lugged around, it could be assumed that at least one of the band members came from money. Mira glanced at the pool nestled just outside of the large glass doors, the blue water glistening beneath the moonlight. Man, that looks amazing. I wish I had my swim suit. Although I'm sure that won't stop them. Mira's eyes landed on the two women who had followed Jori and Gunnar behind the bar. Her thought wasn't necessarily of judgement towards them, she actually wished she could exhume the confidence the two groupies clearly had.

"You got it!" She made her way across the entrance and walked up to the bar, rounding the corner as she joined Jori and Gunnar as they fiddles around with a few bottles of alcohol. Mira crouched down, snatching up eight shot glasses from the middle shelf before placing them on the counter. Squeezing behind Gunnar, she then grabbed a bottle of tequila, the color of which was a dark amber that showcased the aged state of the fine liquor. "Okay, I know we shouldn't drink hard liquor after beer but we barely drank. As Ephereal's offical #1 fan, and yes I know I sound totally crazy when I say that, I think we all need a shot." Mira poured out the eight shots and nudged four of them down the bar towards Jori, Gunnar, Allison and Lacy. She picked one of the shot glasses up herself and offered them a cheers before upending the short glass at her lips.

The tequila burned as it filled her throat, the smoothness of the alcohol a little bit too dangerous. "Damn, that's really good." Mira looked over the bottle, reading the label for a short second before she heard a clicking sound followed by a smooth static, the amplifier Karsten was setting up for their little duel now on. Mira carefully grabbed the three full tequila shots in her left hand and held onto her empty shot glass and the bottle of tequila in her right hand. She went around the room, offering the shot glasses to the three guys who lounged out in the living room before setting her own shot glass down on the coffee table and refilling it. Holding her glass up towards Karsten, she gave him a little cheers, this time in Norwegian. "Skål!" She smiled before taking the shot down like a champ and sinking down into the chair he had set up for her.

Reaching out, Mira then grabbed the five string bass that was left next to the chair. As she picked it up, the amplifier made a brief crackling sound and she then ran her fingers over the thick strings to make sure it was in tune. Her eyes raised to Karsten as he settled down into his chair. "Keep up," she taunted playfully before her fingers began dancing over the fret-board, challenging the Norwegian man to riff alongside her. The song she played sounded a lot like one of their first tunes but with an added customization of Mira's own, making the bass play almost like a lead guitar.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

As Mira brought out shots and toasted Karsten in his native tongue the man smiled wide and nodded, raising the glass and replying the same with "Skål!" before downing the drink with a satisfied gasp. She'd certainly earned points from the man for that. Elias took his with a nod and Volker took his shot with practiced ease before responding to her comment from earlier. "I come from money. Parents are all too happy to help out so long as I keep pretending that I'm still a devout catholic. Can't wait until we get to the point that we can afford all of this for ourselves, I'm confident it's only a matter of time at this rate."

After Jori, Gunnar, Allison, and Lacy got their drinks all sorted out they followed into the living room to settle in and listen to the jam session between bassists. Allison was of course hanging all over Jori but at least she seemed capable of keeping her tongue in her mouth, at least for now anyway. Lacy on the other hand was growing more comfortable and a little bit more bold, her hand roaming on Gunnar's body but still staying in relatively safe territory.

It was at this point that Mira kicked things off with her strumming and otherwise cocky attitude to which Karsten was able to match with relative ease despite any fatigue he might have felt from the show. First he showed that he could match the tune she was performing with her own touches, then he pushed things further as he switched the tempo suddenly but in a manner that still felt like a natural progression to the tune. Of course this was nothing like the song she based her beginning on at this point but he wasn't imitating anything and rather was just playing whatever came to his mind on the fly like a normal jam session would call for. Using the play style of something closer to lead guitar as a base the man used the tempo change to fall into a steady and repeating rhythm which involved two flurries of notes which required a fair bit of sliding in order to reach as he waited for her to try and match him and, if she could do so, proceed to twist the music in her own fashion to test him like a game of musical leap frog.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira's fingers continued to glide over the thick strings, dancing across the frets and jumping from one string to the next as her and Karsten engaged in their friendly competition. This was surreal, getting the play alongside one of her idols. Mira kept glancing up at Karsten, watching as his hand motions followed a similar tune to hers. She then lowered her gaze back to the fret board, watching her own fingers as she tried to keep up with him. The tequila was starting to take effect and although she had only had two shots, the room was lightly spinning; she was just a bit tipsy. Mira's playing didn't seem to be affected by this at first as she followed along with the beat and contributed a galloping beat in return. They went on like this for a few minutes, trying to out-bass each other until Mira caught a wrong note. She tried to play past it and catch back up to Karsten despite her fumble but she just couldn't get back there.

Her playing cut off and she wrapped her hand around the neck of the bass. "Okay, okay, you beat me." She chuckled as she admitted defeat graciously. Mira glanced over at the other guys, noticing that all eyes were on her for a moment aside from Allison and Lacy, both of who were too focused on their potential conquests and otherwise bored with the random bass duel. "But you've got to give it to me, at least I kept up with you for the most part!" She leaned forward and placed the bass back on the stand before falling back in the chair, curling one leg under the other as she caught Volker's glance and shot him a smile before looking at the bottle of tequila next to her empty shot glass on the coffee table. Mira was contemplating a third shot but was also aware that she was getting drunk already off of the two shots she'd downed so quickly. She didn't want to humiliate herself in front of Ethereal and she was usually a fairly sloppy drunk.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

Karsten noticed the misstep and continued on, giving her the chance to recover but she couldn't manage it and gave in to defeat fairly quickly afterward. Finishing the tune he was currently on he wrapped things up on his end and nodded to her respectfully, she had certainly managed to perform well and he seemed a bit more friendly towards her because of it. "You played well. Keep practicing and you could be in your own band eh?" A small round of applause and a few small cheers rose from the rest of the band, Allison and Lacy joining in too but to a smaller extent, as they had enjoyed the little show. Gunnar was quick to comment. "That's high praise from him Mira, he's not the type to compliment someone in the normal way." To which Karsten shrugged. "Most things are not worth complimenting."

When things settled down it was Elias that chimed in now, his tone distant and cold which cut through the jovial air and demanded attention. When someone kept to themselves as much as he had then everyone tended to listed when he did choose to speak. "You should tell her about the test, I think she has a chance." Volker looked to Elias and nodded before sweeping his eyes to the other band members and silently gauging their opinions on the matter. None of them seemed to be against the idea so Volker explained. "We've enjoyed some growing popularity so far and our fans have grown a lot since our debut. We figured to put together a little test, I like to call it a rite of passage, for those who really seemed like they were true fans and really understood the music rather than just wanting to get close to fame so to speak. We can't tell you exactly what it is unless you agree to it, it needs to be kept quiet so that people can't cheat through it or such, but suffice to say if you pass then we'll recognize you as a true Ethereal die-hard. Backstage access to any of our events for life, free tickets even if we happen to be performing somewhere nearby. Might pull you into a music video here or there. A few people have tried it so far, only one succeeded. He's right though, I think you have a chance." Allison and Lacy were intrigued, clearly not having heard about this 'test' either and being a little bit jealous at the fact that Mira was the one being offered such a chance.

 

[Valkyrja]

One of Mira's eyebrow rose and she leaned forward, resting her elbows against her thighs as her curiosity had been piqued. "Oh?" Her head cocked slightly to the side as she glanced at Elias and then at Volker. "I mean, I am clearly your number one fan, right? So what's a little test to prove my worthiness." Her tone was a bit smug as the corner of her lip tugged upwards into a cocky grin. "What, do I need to like recite every one of your songs? Because we all know I can do that already." She chuckled a little bit.

Allison folded her arms across her chest, looking over her shoulder and up at Jori from her perch on his lap. She was clearly a bit irritated at the lack of attention she was getting. "This is stupid. Come on guys, why don't we go, like, swimming or something? I brought party favors, too!"

Lacy glanced over at Allison and shook her head. "Hold on Ally, I'm curious about this test! Guys, can we take it too?"

Allison was clearly annoyed. This wasn't at all the reason she had agreed to come back to the hotel with the guys. In fact, she barely even know their music aside from one or two songs. Tonight was purely about nailing the keyboardist, something out of the ordinary for her. Normally she'd go for either the lead guitarist or the singer but Lacy was a fan of Ethereal and, in particular, Gunnar. Allison had conceded the guitarist to Lacy as long as she came back to the hotel with them. Originally she was going to try and get with Volker but he hadn't given her as much attention as Jori had. Allison went for the easy target here but was getting frustrated that things had been dragging out for so long.

Mira cut back in and shook her head. "No guys, wait! I want to try this. I agree to this 'rite of passage.' So tell me what it is!" Mira made air quotes as she called out the test.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

There were a few chuckles at her confidence and self proclamation that she already was their number one fan, though in general they seemed a bit less certain about that than she did and it was clear that their rite wasn't going to be a walk in the park. Jori tried to comfort Allison with a smile and a gentle brushing hand on her arm. "Don't worry, even if she agrees it still won't happen tonight. Plenty of time for us to get our drink on, go swimming, or whatever your heart desires." Plenty of sexual tension there as he worked his magic, really Jori was incredibly smooth and he had a way with words to put people at ease to the point that even Allison would have to relax and accept what he said as true.

Lacy asking about taking the test too was met with a little less enthusiasm by Volker. "If we have time maybe." The real answer was no but he didn't want to ruin her mood and effectively block Gunnar from enjoying his evening with her. When Mira got around to accepting he turned his attention back to her and grinned in a pleased fashion, though nothing too obviously sinister for what he held within his thoughts. "Great. I was holding off on bringing it up though because we won't be able to do it until tomorrow, before we head off. Takes a little set up and preparation on our ends and we all just want to relax for the night. Kick back and have some fun tonight, you can take my room over there for sleeping and I'll crash on the couch out here. I know it's not what you planned when I invited you to come hang with us but I hope it won't be a problem to stay the night."

She had no idea that agreeing to this 'rite of passage' was basically signing herself away to be kidnapped but all the guys of Ethereal knew it well. If she went through with this and stayed over then by the time she woke up she'd find herself back in their tour bus with hands bound in leather cuffs and them already on the road. Right now though? Well, Allison didn't want anything more to do with this crap and she stood up to draw Jori out towards the balcony pool. As expected on Mira's part the woman had no problems with stripping her clothes off along the way and diving in nude with a coquettish laugh. Jori wasn't one to deny her and in moments he was doing the same, revealing his bare flesh and diving after her in good form.

Karsten got to putting away the equipment set up for their challenge and simply relaxed with a drink in his hand while Elias pulled out a stash of weed and started rolling up a few joints that he intended to pass around. Gunnar and Lacy slipped off after a little bit for their fun and after a little while of frolicking in the pool Jori and Allison soon chased each other naked and dripping wet through the main room on their way to his bedroom. Volker of course was sleeping out here on the couch so he was fine just resting and relaxing with a drink in his hand too, not going to hard but simply unwinding with a little small talk.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira nodded and glanced down, grabbing her cell phone from her back pocket. "Well, it's already after 2, I don't see the harm in sticking around for a few more hours." Smiling at Volker, she placed her phone down onto the coffee table and grabbed for her shot glass. "I suppose if that's the case, another round is in order!" She didn't bother with the two other band members who were busying themselves with the groupie conquests of the evening but she happily poured Elias, Karsten and Volker another shot before indulging herself and offering a cheers.

The next few hours moved by quickly as the four of them talked. Mira kept up with any and all topics they threw at her and they spent these couple of hours laughing about fairly irrelevant things. Elias passed a few joints around and Mira declined his offer but accepted one more shot of tequila, effectively letting herself fall into that drunken stupor she had been fighting off all night. This made the remainder of the night interesting as Mira grew more giggly and found herself talking about pretty much nothing with the guys. "Come on, just give me a little hint!" Her words slurred slightly as she spoke, begging to know more about this secretive initiation that the band had planned for her.

The sun was just beginning to rise beyond the horizon when Mira started nodding off. Elias was already snoring on the couch and had been for about an hour and Karsten had called it a night two hours ago. Volker nudged Mira and brought her into what should have been his room. Mira was half asleep as his arm wrapped around her and she walked drunkenly beside him, leaning on him slightly. Once collapsed onto the bed, she scooted back and patted the space in front of her on the mattress before slurring something practically inaudible to him. "No funny business, right?" She was essentially telling him it was okay to stay in bed with her as long as he kept his hands off of her. She wasn't conscious by the time Volker either accepted or declined her offer, her exhaustion finally getting the better of her.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

Even as they all relaxed further none of the guys would provide her with any hints as to what she could expect, only generic answers like "You'll see in the morning." or "It's a secret." would meet her repeated attempts to pry information from them. When it came time for them to finally crash for the night Volker would smile but shrug off her offer to share the bed. "I'm a man of my word." Tucking her in and heading out onto the couch to crash for a few hours, setting an alarm on his phone to ensure that he'd wake up well before she did so they could go through with the plan.

After a few hours of sleep Volker woke up in a groggy haze but still aware enough to grab Elias and slink into the room where Mira was sleeping. Elias pulled out a small syringe and with Volker's help they carefully slid it into the vein on the first try. Even if the small prick was enough to wake Mira at this point it wouldn't matter, the drug was already flowing into her bloodstream to help keep her asleep for a few hours and she'd not remember much of anything from this point anyways. When the act was finished Volker nodded to Elias and whispered. "Good work, she'll do nicely." To which Elias responded. "Doesn't much matter to me who you end up picking for these things, you care more than I do."

Another hour or two passed before Gunnar and Jori managed to pull themselves awake and from there they had to start scrambling to get packed up in order to leave. Allison and Lacy were encouraged to head on out so as to not be in the way and a little white lie kept them compliant, their schedule had been pushed up and they had to leave in a rush so there was no rite of passage happening at all. Mira had already taken a cab. With no reason to doubt the men they believed it all and, satisfied enough with their brush with fame, skipped out. They were long gone by the time the members of Ethereal were hauling their things onto the tour bus and nobody else around really questioned the asian woman being carried carefully in Karsten's arms and onto the bus. Jori just mentioned in passing that she was Karsten's girlfriend and had too much to drink last night and since none of the employees at this point had been on shift last night to see her paying close attention to Volker this again seemed perfectly reasonable.

"Grabbed another one did you? Hope she works out better than the last one." The bus driver said as she was carried on. He knew exactly what was going on but he was paid well enough not to care. He didn't get involved and thus felt that he had a safe enough alibi should this all go south one day. Karsten set her down in one of the bottom bunk beds in the back and bound her wrists securely with a sturdy pair of leather cuffs. She had nowhere to run to and they'd be on the road for the whole day so he figured gagging her wasn't needed quite yet, neither binding her ankles. Heck, half their fun was enjoying the panic and fear this whole thing produced within the women after all. The bus rolled out and everyone settled in for the long ride, most of them somewhat fatigued from the partying and only Elias and Karsten really having grabbed enough rest to feel fine but a nice quiet trip and a good night's rest would get them back into shape for their next concert. In the meantime they all waited with a sense of eagerness for the time in which their quarry would awaken and realize just what kind of situation she was in. Volker held her phone in his hand with a grin. She'd get her chance to earn everything that he had said, he wasn't lying about that, but she certainly hadn't expected just what she'd have to go through in order to win.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira slept soundly for the most part, her drunken haze assisting her in being practically dead to the world. A strange nightmare haunted her otherwise sleepless dreams though: Volker's hands held her unconscious body down while Elias injected her with an unknown liquid that felt like ice as it spread through her veins before turning into fire and burning her from the inside. Dream Mira screamed while Volker's grip on her grew tighter and Elias continued to push the needle further and further into her body. Suddenly, the bed she was lying on turned into water as she began drowning. Mira was suffocating, her screams turning into nothing more than air bubbles that escaped her lungs and plopped up above her head. Volker was still holding onto her but now the rest of Ethereal was coming down on her, their bodies pressing down against hers as she sank deeper and deeper into the cold water, her insides aflame.

Outside of her mind and back in the conscious world, Mira simply whimpered and her body jerked slightly as the general anesthetic worked its way quickly through her bloodstream. There was no other physical reaction, Mira was already in an alcohol induced slumber.

It had been about four hours before Mira escaped from unconsciousness but to her, she had finally reached the end of her dream. Her body floated to the top of the water and as soon as her head broke the surface, she let out a loud gasp and her entire body quickly pulled forward as she sat up. Her breathing was unsteady as she tried to catch her breath and the panicked woman quickly jerked her head from side to side as she tried to see exactly where she was. Her entire body felt like it was vibrating and she blinked a few times to try and clear the sleep from her eyes that was making her vision blurry. Suddenly, Mira felt the throbbing in her skull as the pounding headache let itself be known. Mira whimpered, raising her hands towards her forehead to apply pressure against the pain.

"What the-" she stopped her movements, now looking down at her wrists that were clad with thick leather straps and restrained together. Nausea crept into her chest and she swallowed it back, feeling the side effects from drinking far too much. What she didn't yet realize was that the headache and nausea weren't from the handful of shots she had taken the night prior, it was the side effects from mixing the sedative with tequila.

Mira was still extremely confused but she quickly pulled herself from the bunk and as soon as her feet planted themselves on the cold floor of the van, she stood up. Almost instantly, she stumbled forward into the bunks across from her and her restrained hands grabbed at the top bunk to hold herself up. Now that her feet were on the ground, she could feel the vibration of the bus in motion. No, no, what the hell? She looked forward and was met with five sets of eyes staring back at her.

"W-what the fuck!?" The poor girl was confused as she stared back at them, her skin growing pale. "What is this?!" Her voice was trembling as panic really began to set in. Let them explain, maybe this is just a joke...

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

When she finally did awaken and stumbled as she stood the five men couldn't have missed it as they were resting in their seats and recovering themselves from a night of various fun. Mira would see that the partition between them and the driver was closed, blocking them from being heard by the man behind the wheel but a small glass slit allowed him visual if he cared to look. Outside the main windows, deeply tinted and nearly impossible to see into, she'd notice that they weren't just moving anywhere but they were well away from where this had all began. Smiles cracked the faces of each Ethereal member and they were calm despite her measure of panic. Elias spoke first as he savored her fear the most out of all of them. "There is a reason that the rite has to remain secret, nobody would be dumb enough to accept otherwise."

Volker spoke right upon the heels of Elias as his eyes met her gaze. "You know those songs I sing about taking heed and using caution against the seductive lure of evil? You didn't listen well enough to the meaning. Of course, the deal still stands. If you can make it through everything we throw at you then you'll be practically one of us, free shows and backstage access just as promised. Earning won't be easy of course." It was Karsten that stood up from his seat and stood to face her in the aisle. "You'll need that fire you showed last night because you aren't going anywhere until we say so. It'll go easier if you don't struggle but, well, where's the fun in that?" His smile only reinforced the joking words spoken of him before that equated him to a viking and of course their raids were notorious for rape as well as pillaging. Still, for the moment none of them were making any aggressive actions towards her and the pressure was on her to decide how well, or poorly, she was going to take this terrible revelation.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira slowly straightened up, finally standing on her own two feet and supporting herself as Volker took over the conversation. The expression on her face was one of confusion mixed with a little bit of fear and trepidation. She wanted to ask what Elias had meant when he made his comment about nobody being stupid enough to accept the challenge and the vague description Volker offered her did little to explain anything. Although Mira knew one thing was for certain, she was in trouble and needed to find a way out.

She took a tentative step backwards, her restrained hands raised up slightly in front of her chest defensively. Although she remained facing them, she took a short second to glance out of one of the windows. They were passing what looked like farmland. Miles and miles of farm land filled with cattle, horses and corn. They were still clearly on a major highway... there was no rural area like this anywhere near where Mira lived. They had to have been quite a ways out. Mira swallowed nervously, the lump in her throat growing twice the size as the trepidation in her chest seemed to inflate by the second. If she wanted to get off of this tour bus, she'd have to go around the five men that took up the little living room before her, and all five were significantly larger than her.

She was really in danger.

Mira's eyes caught Karsten's as he let his presence be known, the evil look on his face synonymous with his words.

"No, no, I change my mind. I don't want this," Mira was panicked as she retorted, taking yet another step backwards down the aisle of the bus. "Drop me off at the next stop, please. I'm sorry for leading you guys on, I really didn't mean..." She cut herself off, her chest rising and falling as consternation took over her breathing, "Just, let me go. Please."

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

All five men shook their heads slightly in response to her pleas, it was really quite surreal but they had seen this sort of thing play out more than a few times before. Jori chimed in with the usual smooth tone that he possessed, though of course it was far less comforting at this point considering. "Not happening sweetheart. You agreed to the rite so you're ours now." Elias laughed out loud and added. "Mira was it? Doubt you'll remember your own name soon enough. Welcome to hell."

The shared looks between the members of the band effectively told the tale plainly. Volker, Jori, and Gunnar were not really interested in doing anything right now with her so they were giving Elias and Karsten first run. Truly these were perhaps the most heartless of the men, as she'd soon find out, and ultimately perhaps the best choices to break her in so to speak. Better she was cowed early and shown the folly of attempts to escape after all. Karsten kept advancing slowly down the aisle after her and Elias rose from his seat just behind the man, stretching out his muscles before following. With each word spoken the impressive beard of the norwegian shifted quite plainly and he saw no reason to rush as he steadily closed upon her. "You've got skills with a bass, maybe I'll let you do sounds checks for me if you make it through all of this. Rules of the game, all you have to do is outlast us. We do what we like with your body for a time and if you aren't a gibbering mess by then, or we don't accidentally kill you in the process, you'll get your reward. Only one made it through successfully and she...well she's happy to serve now whenever we give her a call."

While Karsten and Elias were slowly cornering the woman Volker decided to add insult to injury as he tapped through her phone and shouted back to her. "Ethereal rocked so hard it was amazing! I met them after the show for autographs and they invited me to hang with them! Don't worry, they were total gentlemen and nothing happened between us but...well...I get to travel with them on their tour! We got along so well that I just couldn't say no. I'm sure this will upset you and I'm sorry in advance but I promise I only have eyes for you and I'll make it up to you somehow when I get back. P.S. Can you grab my car from the parking lot? I don't want it to get towed." He didn't exactly say who he was sending that message to but the recent messages between Mira and this man made it clear that he was her boyfriend if not something more. She'd know that such a message would spell disaster as he tried to cover their tracks completely.

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira continued her backwards gait as her hands remained in the air defensively. There was a lump in her throat that made it difficult to swallow as her eyes widened at Karsten who eyed her like a predator would a prey. "Wait, no! Stop! Don't come any closer!" She continued to back up until her back hit a wooden door. Her breathing was labored as she panicked, her hands balling into fists as she tried to stand her ground against the man who menacingly approached her. Elias was just behind him, his gaze nefarious as he watched the scared girl.

The Asian woman's heart dropped as Volker spoke out, Mira's phone resting in his hands. He didn't have to voice who he was sending the message to, Mira already knew it was intended for Matthew. Her eyes quickly danced back and forth from Volker to Elias to Karsten, the latter of which was no more than an arm's length away. Mira was cornered, there was nowhere for her to escape to. Karsten was too close to her for her to be able to reach behind her and open up the door she was pressed against. Even if she did, she had no idea what was in the small room at the back of the tour bus. Any sort of emergency exit on the tour bus would be on the ceiling and there was no way she'd be able to make it while being in such close proximity to the five terrifying men.

Without thinking, Mira bolted forward. She was going to try and escape even if the attempt was futile. She'd duck under both Karsten and Elias' reach if she could manage it. If they didn't catch her, she'd make a run towards the partition leading to the driver's private space and attempt to run out from there, the moving vehicle be dammed.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

The sudden burst of speed took Karsten by surprise and she was able to duck underneath him and slip by. This only made Elias laugh as he seemed not to be taking this very seriously at all, likely assured that she wasn't getting away as he spoke. "Oh we've got a runner, how original." He managed to shift himself somewhat into the woman's path and knock her off balance, forcing her to stumble and slow a bit but he couldn't quite grab her either with how close behind he had been to Karsten. His effort was more than enough for Jori to sneakily extend his right leg and hook Mira's as she tried to continue past, forcing her to fall forward and land with her face right by Volker's feet.

"You really should be more grateful for the chance to spend this time with us. We get awfully bored and lonely on the road and few women have ever been given the chance to travel with us." He lifted his black sneakers up from the floor and settled them into her back between the shoulders, providing enough force to make it difficult to rise though he couldn't completely stop her from doing so if she truly wished. Ultimately he left that to Elias and Karsten, both who had turned to rush affer her and were quick to grab hold of her lower legs to start pulling her towards the back of the bus. "There is nowhere to get away too. Plan to jump out at this speed?"

 

[Valkyrja]

Mira stumbled into the living room but still charged forward towards the partition. Her focus was set on that door, her intentions extremely clear as she sped up. Then Jori snagged her, his legs snarling her ankles as she cried out and fell forward ungracefully. Her head bounced against the faux hardwood, her arms curled beneath her body as she had tried and failed to cushion her own fall. The thick leather restraints around her wrists left her arms more than useless. Despite this, Mira's head pushed up and she looked at the black sneakers in front of her. Volker then spoke, taunting her as he placed his feet between her shoulder blades.

"Don't do this!!" Her voice was laced with desperation as she pleaded with them. Her hands pushed forward against the floor and she tried to push herself up. Just as she wedged herself off of the ground, Karsten and Elias grabbed at her ankles. Mira tried to kick them off of her, her body easily being pulled back as Volker lifted his feet from her back. Mira's arms stretched out before her, her nails clawing at the ground. Her legs continued trying to kick off Karsten and Elisa, her struggles causing her to flop around as they dragged her backwards. "Let me go!" Even with her wrists held together, Mira tried to grab onto anything and everything she could find.

 

[Lord DreamCrusher]

"Nothing will save you now. The bargain was struck and now you have to live with the consequences." Volker so casually said as she was being dragged back. Her hands would struggle to find much purchase up in the smooth furniture, the sides joining into the floor with almost no edges for her to grip, and the other men knew well enough to bring their feet out if the way but even still there was the small single seat next to the equally small table that she could grasp onto for a momentary reprieve. Karsten and Elias grunted with the newfound resistance to their pulling and Elias huffed with amusement. "I can see why you liked this one Karsten, she has plenty of fight in her."

Releasing his grip the drummer moved up over top Mira and delivered a kick into her sides, the angle wasn't the best in such right quarters but he knew he could still give enough force to hurt her all the same. Rather than counting on that to be enough though he followed up with a few stomps upon her back, grunting with pure hatred as he slammed his thick boots down. "You think you are going to deny us you fucking bitch? Think anyone just wanted to chat about music and shit when we have a hot piece of ass right here? Fuck no you stupid piece of shit, I'm sure this was Volker's plan all along and we just get to break you in."

At this point he reached down and tried to pry her hands from the edge of the seat, balling his right hand into a fist and bringing it down into her left shoulder to further weaken her grip first. While they didn't much care where they ended up having their fun with her both men knew that Volker strongly preferred that they keep the new girls in the back until they stopped struggling so they would do whatever they needed to pull her there. The wooden door she found earlier simply led to a decently sized bathroom but she'd likely spend plenty of her time there in the coming weeks as well, one way or another.