*If you read this, there's another fanfic which will explain why she's here but it's 'cause she went after the Yakuza for her Daddy and they're holding her captive. Well were, lol*
Mulan swings her body wildly around, trying to free her bound wrists behind the wooden chair. An informant bursts loudly into the room by swinging the door open. He was speaking loudly and rather giddy in Japanese. The Yakuza CEO nods. "Let them in." He says in English. "Young Fa may enjoy the show." Mulan pauses her thrashing to glare up at him. Two women are dragged into the room, acting the same as Mulan, trying to be free. The two girls were wearing skirts and were being carried unceremoniously. To Mulan, they just looked like pole dancers who were out on the wrong night. How right she was.
The women are thrown onto the floor before the desk. Mulan pauses her fighting as one of the women look back at her. Tears are spilling over the female's cheeks. "We've done everything-" The other woman began in English, standing up; trying to reason. The CEO holds up a hand to stop her. He continues in Japanese. Wow, what I wouldn't give to know this language right about now. Mulan thought. He speaks calmly, then both of the women freak out and insist on something. He shakes his head, speaking calmly again. The woman who looked back at Mulan went into hysterics, breaking for the door. One of the many men in the room take her by her waist and haul her back; slamming her onto a table. She screams, fighting. Multiple men crowd around her as they begin to tear off her clothes. Mulan's eyes widen and she looks back to the Yakuza CEO. He just smirks at Mulan and cocks his head to the side. The other men rush to the other female. Mulan goggles again. "Fa," With a gasp Mulan looks up, trembling in fear as the woman continues to scream and sob. "Your turn." He says. "What?! No-!" She began. Before she could even protest she was being groped and she heard the CEO cackling before making a command in the background and the men backing off. Mulan stares down at her lap so her hair covered her tears. A sob escaped her lips.
She glances up to see both of the woman being penetrated and another sob escapes her lips. Aiko was right, she was right, she was right, she was right, she was right, she was right. Mulan chants in her head as her sobs became more present and she was thoroughly sobbing so everyone could hear. As much as she tried to repress them it didn't work. She didn't even notice when the CEO approached her.
He lifts her chin and she tried to break away. "This is what happens, when you misbehave." Mulan eagerly nods, still sobbing like a child. He then slaps her and she falls onto her face, the chair on top of her.
Mulan then proceeds to sob turning her forehead onto the floor.
~*~*~
The women had silenced. Mulan had seen everything. There was white stuff all over the ground. The clothes were in tatters on the floor. The men were all tapped out. Mulan had drooled onto the ground, her cheek now covered in her warm saliva. There's a knock before the door opens. All of the men suddenly google with shock.
"What a nice surprise seeing you here," The Yakuza CEO began. "Hmph," Mulan knew that scoff all too well. "I wish I could say the same to you." Aiko's voice rang like the sweetest melody in Mulan's head. She began to sob all over again. "Who's that?" Aiko requests. "She isn't yours?" "Nope."
