Terror Firsthand #23: Stuck in Room One

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional short story blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try any thing dangerous at home. 

Warning: extreme terror, sexual content, extreme violence, death

Terror Firsthand: Stuck in Room One 

At Big Ski's with Daddy Leroy 

After I got back in room 7, I vomited my Popeyes meal. I saw two women making out. Both of them were mentally retarded and handicapped. They had physical and learning disabilities and had ugly disfigured faces. 

"Yo why the f*ck Big Ski got them type of bi*ches in here? This is filthy! This nigga is sick!" I yelled. 

No one answered my question. They were all sitting around looking dumbfounded. I walked around the room and looked for an escape route, but I did not see one. I started banging on the door like a prisoner. Big Ski walked to the door and opened it.

"Who in here banging on the door like that?" He asked. 

No one responded. The gay disabled bit*hes that were making out, hopped off of each other as soon he walked in so he couldn't see them. 

"Stop banging on the door. If I hear y'all banging on the door again, all of you are going to pay! Ya dig?" He yelled.

"La Negra Reina did it!" Said the retarded gay f*ggot that was making out with the other slow f*ggot. I didn't respond.

"Daddy Ski you need to get these filthy wack b*tches out of here. They are sickening as f*ck!" I demanded.

"Don't tell Daddy Ski what to do." He said, and walked back out of the room.

I stood as far away from the retarded, gay, yucky prostitutes as I possibly could. I was making sure those sloppy gross f*ggots had better not come near me. They were f*cking up the game big time. They were fa*gots and snitches at the same time. 

My disgust for Big Ski grew, and I was determined to make it out of there alive. Those women were so funky and god-damned sickening it didn't make no sense! I wanted to k*ll myself, but I didn't know how. I started banging on the door again. This time, Daddy Leroy came.

"Daddy Leroy! Get me out of here! These b*tches stinky! Please help!" I yelled, while running over to him. 

"Calm down. Let me see if I can schedule you an appointment with a high paying trick. I'll be right back." He said.

"But Daddy Leroy, I can't sit in here for one more minute! I need to get out of here now! My life is in jeopardy Daddy Leroy! Help!" I begged, while whining.

"I can't let you out until I find you a trick. Now sit tight. I'll try to make it as quick as possible. I'm going to need you to come out of the room to take a picture." He said. 

Daddy Leroy was nice enough to let me out of the room. He said that I had to go shower and change, so that he could take some sexy photos of me. I did what he said, and he took me into room 1. All the women in room 1 were lined up to take pictures. There were two other men in there with cameras.

"Stand in line to have your pictures taken and this will be your new room. Do not get into any confrontation with these people." Said Daddy Leroy. 

"Thank you Daddy Leroy." I said. 

I stood in the line for about an hour, until it was my turn to take a picture. I told the photographer that I wanted to leave the warehouse. He was an asshole and said that I would have to take that up with Big Ski. I was hoping he would keep the conversation a secret. One of the girls in room 1, was then sent to room 7. Each room could not hold more than 100 people. The photographer left, and I started getting sleepy so I fell asleep. Around 5 am, Marcus Goldman walked in and called me to the door to hand me one shopping bag full of snacks. I then went back to sleep on the mattress on the floor and woke back up around 11 am. I was guarding my snack bag very closely.

The women in room 1 were too damn close to each other. They all knew each others names like they had been there for years or something. It was scary if you asked me. I wanted to isolate myself. They were probably gay. I sat as far away from the women as possible and waited for a trick. 

It was now 4 pm on day five, and no trick showed up. I wanted to leave the warehouse since no one was buying me. Big Ski walked in the room and made an announcement.

"Listen up hoes. From now on, there will be two guards assigned to each room. The two people running room 1 will be Daddy Leroy and Desarae Anderson, but you can call her Madam Andy, okay? Marc and I will be through here periodically but the main people you need to be obeying is Leroy and Andy. Understand me?" Said Big Ski. 

At Big Ski's Hoe House 

Everyone said "Yes Daddy Ski" except me. Then he looked at me and said, 

"La Negra Reina, do you have a problem?" 

"No I do not but I want to leave!" I exclaimed.

"You're not the only one. I don't care how long it takes you to get a trick. You still can't leave. I don't care if it takes years!" He yelled.

"I need to get my dog out the hotel!" I yelled. 

"Then get a trick to get him for you!" He said. 

"Do any of y'all other hoes have a problem?" He asked. None of them said anything. 

"That's what I thought. I'm leaving." He said. 

That's when Daddy Leroy and Madam Andy walked in. Madam Andy was ugly. I did not want some random stank bi*ch telling me what to do. I am a grown woman. 

Daddy Leroy and Madam Andy circled around and checked the room every 15 minutes like it was a psychiatric facility or something. No one tried anything sneaky. About 80 women had a trick that day, but I did not. When Daddy Leroy came back to the room I asked him a question.

"Will I get a trick today?" 

"I don't know. You never know." He replied. 

Marcus Goldman walked in and said that it was time for dinner and that I could go eat the Popeyes. He escorted me to the dining room and I sat at a table by myself and ate the chicken. Then he walked me back into room 1. I felt like I had lost my dog. I couldn't get him out of the hotel. I missed him dearly, and felt like I had let him down. I wasn't the type to leave animals behind. 

Madam Andy walked in the room and called my name.

"La Negra Reina, you have a client here to see you." She said.

I got up and walked to the door. She escorted me to the private room where a group of men were. Why were so many men there to see me? I figured it was because I wasn't gay like the others were.

"All these men here to see me?" I asked.

"Yes they are." Said Madam Andy. She then locked me in the room with them and stood outside and guarded the door. There were 4 men. I started asking them for stuff.

"Can one of y'all pay for my pet hotel? I have a pet at La Perros Casa Hotel on the Westside." I asked the group.

"Sure lil fine thang. Come over here." Said one of them. "My name is Fred."

In private room with four tricks 

I walked over to Fred and he told me to get on top of him. I rode his d*ck right in front of the other men for about 15 minutes. The other 3 men all masturbated until they busted a nut. They left $400 on the table. 

"What's your dog's name? I'll go pay the bill for you for a couple weeks." Said Fred. 

"His name is Big C. Please make sure he's safe. Please help me out." I said. 

"I got you lil mama." Fred said. He couldn't call up there to the pet hotel right then because phones weren't allowed inside the warehouse. I was hoping he wouldn't let me down. All I had was his word. 

"How y'all find out about this place?" I asked.

"We know a lot of people." One guy replied. "Now come ride my d*ck."

I thought they were finished! He had just masturbated and busted a nut! Now he wanted another one?

"Are you going to pay for another nut?" I asked.

"What do you need me to get you. You tell me, I'll get it for you." He said.

"I just want to get out of here!" I said.

"You'll have to take that up with Daddy Leroy." He said. "Now come get on my d*ck."

I walked over to the man and rode his d*ck for several minutes. The other men were still in there watching. He didn't pay me an extra hundred either. Several minutes turned into 20, and then he finally busted a nut. 

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"G." He said. How common.

"Okay." I replied. 

"Can y'all get me some food?" I asked.

"Next time lil mama." Said G. There probably wouldn't be a next time. The men started getting up to leave. 

"Fred please don't forget my dog! Please! I'm begging you!" I said, a tear forming in my eye.

"I gotcha mama." He said. He said he would only pay for two weeks, so I needed to make it out as soon as possible. 

The men exited the room and then Madam Andy walked back in to collect the money for Big Ski. I didn't get to keep any of it.

I walked with Madam Andy back to room one. 

"I need an eye exam, how am I going to get one?" I asked her.

"Get one of your clients to bring a eye doctor up here." She replied.

"They don't work outside of the office! How am I supposed to pull that off!? I might go blind in here!" I told her, angrily.

"You have to figure that out. You shouldn't have told Big Ski that you wanted to see this type of lifestyle. Now you really not going to be able to see!" She said, and started laughing like a monster. 

I wanted to punch her in the face but I was scared I would get jumped or scared Big Ski would go get a chainsaw or something or douche me with gasoline in front of all the others just to teach me and them a lesson. So I refrained from beating up Madam Andy. After she said all that, she put me back in room 1 and then called for another girl.

"Waterfall Lucia, your client is here." She said. 

No wonder those women know each other's names. The pimps call them out all day long. Waterfall Lucia was a ugly ass name. She got up and walked to the door.

"Y'all bit*hes ain't going never make what I make! I'm the highest paid b*tch in room 1!" She said before walking away with Madam Andy. 

I hated Waterfall Lucia already. I knew she would be a problem. I really needed an eye exam, and I really needed to get out of room 1 and out of Big Ski's multi-million dollar sex trafficking operation altogether. 

I sat in room one all day and night. A woman asked me for one of my snacks. I started loosing sense of time. I knew I had been there for at least 6 or 7 days now. 

"Hey girl, can I have a snack?" She asked.

"I only have enough for myself. I'm sorry." I told her.

Then she walked over to me and went inside my bag without my permission to grab a snack.

"Hold up, what do you think you're doing!?" I yelled.

"These are my snacks now!" Said the hungry prostitute. 

I immediately punched her in the face. Every prostitute in the room stood around looking, while I beat up the poor girl. No one came in to stop it. She tried to fight back, but lost. I did not let her touch my snacks. I needed them for myself. Food was scarce at Big Ski's hoe house. After the fight, Waterfall Lucia walked back in and saw the girl with the black eye. 

"What the hell happened to her?" She said. 

"She got her ass beat for trying to steal." Said another girl. 

Waterfall Lucia had walked back in with two bags of stuff. 

"Can I have a snack Waterfall Lucia?" Asked the girl that I beat up.

"Yeah you can have one." She said, and handed the raggedy b*tch a candy bar. Then the girl looked at me and rolled her eyes. I didn't pay her any mind. I'm not Waterfall Lucia, I'm me. Nasty ass bi*ches. 

The beat up girl started running her mouth.

"You'll never be us. You'll never be Waterfall Lucia." She said.

"Bi*ch I'm not trying to be y'all. I'm me. Funky ass! I'm trying to get the f*ck away from bi*ches like y'all!" I yelled. Then I started banging on the door of room one. Madam Andy walked in.

"Is there a problem? Who's banging on the door?" She asked.

"I am!" I yelled. "Get me the f*ck out of here! These b*tches stank!" 

"Um no mam. You can not leave unless Big Ski say you can, and he said don't let you go anywhere, so no!" Said Madam Andy. 

That's when I punched her right on the face. All the hoes in the room rushed over to her aid to grab me off of her. Then Daddy Leroy came in. 

"What the f*ck is going on in here! La Negra Reina! Come with me!" He said. He grabbed me and took me out of room one, and walked me to a private room. Marcus Goldman walked in and said,

"You know what happens to hoes that disobey right?" 

"Yeah I know what happens to those f*ggots." I said, then I pulled out a machete and sliced Marcus Goldman's arm off. 

Then I finished decapitating him. I left his body in the private room and ran out! After that Big Ski and Madam Andy saw me running down the hallway.

"How did she get that thing in here!?" Yelled Madam Andy. I ran as fast as I could and saw that the back door to the warehouse was wide open. 

Two of the guards were out there taking a smoke break. I ran out as fast as I could and ran down the street. I ran and ran until I did not see them chasing me. Then I hid in the woods all night. I was scared of a bear or a deer or a snake but I did not get bit by anything. I slept in the woods all night until the morning came. Then I flagged down a car and hopped in. I finally escaped Big Ski. 

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