He looked at Brooklyn as she approached and looked her in the eyes as she spoke. He hadn't ever bothered letting his victims take showers nor did they ever ask for one. 'She's really needy,' he thinks as he watches Brooklyn sit down in the chair with a smile on her face. An idea came to his mind suddenly and Roger shrugged some. "I mean if you would like a shower you can have one," he says, "just it has to be fairly quick. Also if you would like clean clothes I can lend some to you as well. Your dress seems a little dirty from earlier." He eyed the girl's dress and he hoped she would accept his offer. He knew exactly where he was going with this if she were to accept the offer he had put out.

Brooklyn was nodding until Roger came to the part where he said that she would need to burrow some of his clothes. 'No way! That's discussing, I barely know this guy and he is my captor!' one part of her screamed, 'But...he is right though, my dress is filthy, am I need a shower...' she cursed that water puddle that her dress had gotten wet by. "Very well, I accept your offer. But I'm expecting to get my dress back once I change out of it." Brooklyn nodded, "May I have the shower now...? Please?" she asked quietly. Something in her said that this "shower idea" was not going to be good, but she shoved the thought to the back of her mind. 'Im getting a shower, that's what counts.".

Roger hid a smile as Brooklyn accepted his offer. "Alright," he says, "I have a small bathroom down here actually." As he is saying this he walks over and opens a separate door and flicks on the light in the room. Inside of it was a small restroom with a shower, toilet, and sink. Everything was fairly close together but it was clean with white tiling on the floor and a clean curtain on the shower. Still there were no windows in the room and only a small air vent the size of a book. "Don't take too long," he says as he turns back around to look at Brooklyn, "I'll bring you some clothes."

Brooklyn nodded at Roger and watched him leave before she shut the bathroom door. Looking around, the bathroom was actually decent, it was white and clean, the same was her bedroom bathroom back at home. Opening the door to the shower she twisted the handle, running a hand under it Brooklyn squeaked, "Too cold!". She turned it again until it was warm enough to begin steaming the bathroom. Brook wasn't sure she was going to follow Roger's orders for a quick shower, she would just enjoy herself in the warm water until he came pounding at the door. She chuckled to herself as she undressed and got into the shower, it took a while to get used to the water but it was fine soon enough. Brooklyn hummed to herself as she washed her hair...

Roger left the basement and went into a storage closet on the main level of the house. Inside of it was different kinds of outfits and other clothing he had collected over the years. He looked for a specific one and soon found it. It was a dress that was a bright red shade, pretty tight, and short. 'She'll probably hate this,' he thinks as he grabs some under clothes for Brooklyn as well, 'but it is her punishment after all. So it'll teach her to listen from now on.' As he began to walk back to the basement he thinks, 'But what if she likes it?...' He stopped as he reached for the handle and held onto this thought before pushing it away. 'Stop thinking of that stuff Roger,' he thinks as he walks down the stairs, 'she is your victim for fucks sake...'

Brooklyn finished washing her hair, got out of the shower, and tried to dry it off as much as she could with the towel she had found hanging up. She rang out her hair one more time before wrapping the towel tight around her body, her hair was in a long braid with the hair tie that was around her wrist. Brooklyn nodded to herself in the mirror before opening the bathroom door, she was met with a sudden cold blast of air, she squeaked as her body came into contact with it. Hearing footsteps coming down the stairs and she figured it was Roger, Brooklyn walked quietly toward where he was coming from. When she got to him she almost forgot that she was wearing just a towel...and it had to be short, didn't it. Brooklyn's face grew warm, "Um...thank you." she quickly took the clothes and walked to the bathroom, not bothering to look at the clothes she was given. But when she did, her eyes widened. Quickly she fit herself into the short, tight, red dress, it fit her perfectly...surprisingly. "Oh, wait. Is this supposed to be my punishment?" Brooklyn asked as she walked out, she smirked, "Because its kind of cute.".

Brooklyn had snatched the clothes so quickly that when Roger looked to see where she was the only thing he saw was her darting back into the restroom. He went and sat down in his chair until she walked out of the restroom wearing the dress. He had to admit that the dress did look good on Brooklyn. "Well it was supposed to be," he says as she asks if it was her punishment, "but it seems that you like it more than I expected you to." He was slightly disappointed that she liked it but at the same time wasn't, since he got to see her in the dress. 'Focus Roger,' he thought to himself, 'stop thinking such things! She. Is. Your. Victim.' He sighed as he forced the thoughts out of his head.

"I mean... it's a dress, so I'll take it!" Brooklyn did a little spin before walking over to the bed and sitting down, one leg dangling over the other. "Where did you get it? The dress, because unless you would use it as a disguise...which I doubt you would, then what other girl has given you her dress?" She snorted with amusement. The dress was pretty cute, not something from the stores she usually went to, she wouldn't complain about having to wear this. "I'm just glad the clothes you have me weren't like, an overgrown T-shirt." She stated with a sigh, hopefully, he didn't get any ideas though. "How long will I have to wear this?" Brooklyn wondered why he had chosen this dress, obviously as a punishment but...maybe he had been excited to see her in it? It was a pretty revealing dress, a mini dress, but it wasn't as bad as some of the dresses her parents made her wear.

"Goodwill on the south side of town," he says with a slight shrug, "most of the clothes I have for my victims are bought pretty cheap. I don't like to waste a lot of money just on clothes for people I have for a certain amount of time." Roger noted that Brooklyn didn't like the idea of wearing a large t-shirt. 'Maybe an idea for a possible next punishment,' he thinks, 'well.. If she needs another punishment.' He then thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know. You will just have to wear it for however long I feel like you should I suppose." He tried to not look at her for too long and if he did he managed to pry his eyes away. 'Focus,' he thinks, 'but she is hot in that... No. Focus.'

Brooklyn didn't know how she felt about the dress being from a Goodwill...she didn't recall ever stepping foot into a store like that. Well, a store that was that cheap anyways. Brooklyn wondered if her parents would allow her to possibly go sometime, from the looks of it the store might have some decent outfits. The blond girl tried biting back a giggle when she noticed Roger looking at her, she put her elbow on her knee and then placed her chin in her hand. Twirling a strand of her golden locks around her finger Brooklyn let out a sigh. Then she stood up, putting her hands on her hips she walked up to Roger, Brooklyn had just noticed how tall he was...or maybe she was just short. "Are you just going to keep watching me? Cause I'm bored." she pouted and looked to the ground.