<strong>Madison with Moussad in the elevator Morn Day 1</strong><br/><br/>Seeing the three men, Madison had backed up into the farthest corner of the elevator to give them room and glanced curiously when they didn't enter. If it weren't for the look in their eyes and the bruise on one man she would have never understood it but now she did. What had happened between these large men and Moussad to instill that amount of fearful respect?<br/><br/>Without thinking Madison's arms had flown up in defense, a small shriek filling the elevator before the kiss claimed her. Arms fell to her sides before travelling up his sides. She hadn't realized they had stopped until Moussad broke the kiss. Soft whimpers escaped her lips and she pouted, feeling hot and empty.<br/><br/>Out the elevator and to the left Madison followed on shaky legs. She glanced at the sign for the music department and smiled, watching the different girls in various stages of dress being led in a similar fashion as herself. Now the manacles and leash made sense as she walked behind him silently.