The stage was big with varnished oak boarding, velvet curtains, and a sign with bright neon lights flashing into the eyes of the two onlookers.
The man took a microphone and hit a pair of switches on the wall:
The first one revealed that there was an audience viewing area built in front of this underground stage. Housed within this zone were throngs of cheering, squealing, naked bimbos. Some humped eachother, some made out, some ate eachother out in human rings, and there were even some watching for some reason.
The other switch triggered a system that wheeled Colin and Officer Hemendez's restraints on stage as the man said:
"WWWWWELCOME TO.... BONE IT, OR OWN IT!"
The name lit up in lights.
The tape was yanked off their mouths.
"YEEEEEOW!" Colin yelled.
"Bone it or Own it?!" The Officer yelled out.
"Yes, here you either take on sexual challenges for the prize of freedom, hence, Bone it..." the man said as he grabbed a lever. "Or own it, which means...."
The lever was pulled back as two mannequins were launched into the crowd of writhing, horny bimbos.
"So, what do you say, Bone it? Or Own it?" the man asked, his green eyes glinting as he sneered.
The two paused for a moment as the man played a recording of a drum roll. After the third time of the five minute drum roll, Colin said...