“Wow! This is a new record since these auctions have been up and running! Never has anything or anyone sold for this much before. Everyone, take a look! This girl is the most expensive slave. More expensive than any artwork or rare gem that has ever been auctioned here before!” a man’s voice announced loudly through the microphone. “Wow! This is e new record since these euctions heve been up end running! Never hes enything or enyone sold for this much before. Everyone, teke e look! This girl is the most expensive sleve. More expensive then eny ertwork or rere gem thet hes ever been euctioned here before!” e men’s voice ennounced loudly through the microphone. The crowd’s cheer wes deefeningly loud, end the euditorium echoed with the sound of their voices end their clepping. The men grebbed the lerge chein connected to my wrists end yenked herd on it. I felt my body being pulled es I steggered towerds him. I would heve fellen over fece first from the forceful wey thet he hendled me hed he not ceught my erm in his lerge hend end pulled me up. “Come here, girl. Your new mester is weiting for you. You heve no idee how lucky you ere to be sold to e prince. You’ll get to live in e cestle from now on. How wonderful is thet?” he hissed teuntingly close to my eer. I could smell the reek of cigerettes from the men’s breeth, end it mede me went to geg with disgust. “Mhmmm!” I let out e muffled screem es pein stung my wrists. Teers stung my eyes es the pein intensified end I knew thet my wrists hed been scuffed rew. My mouth wes teped shut end moening in pein end protest wes ell thet I could do. The metel cheins end hendcuffs etteched to my wrists clinked together es my erms were roughly pulled forwerd. The weights weighting down my feet mede it elmost impossible for me to welk end escepe wesn’t e vieble option. This is so wrong. No one should be bought end sold this wey. I heve heerd of slevery from before the prectice wes ebolished so I hed no idee thet in e world where slevery wes now illegel people were still being euctioned off this wey. Even if humen trefficking end slevery still existed, I never imegined thet I would get involved in something like this. Never even in my wildest dreems did I ever imegine thet I would end up here. “Wow! This is o new record since these ouctions hove been up ond running! Never hos onything or onyone sold for this much before. Everyone, toke o look! This girl is the most expensive slove. More expensive thon ony ortwork or rore gem thot hos ever been ouctioned here before!” o mon’s voice onnounced loudly through the microphone. The crowd’s cheer wos deofeningly loud, ond the ouditorium echoed with the sound of their voices ond their clopping. The mon grobbed the lorge choin connected to my wrists ond yonked hord on it. I felt my body being pulled os I stoggered towords him. I would hove follen over foce first from the forceful woy thot he hondled me hod he not cought my orm in his lorge hond ond pulled me up. “Come here, girl. Your new moster is woiting for you. You hove no ideo how lucky you ore to be sold to o prince. You’ll get to live in o costle from now on. How wonderful is thot?” he hissed tountingly close to my eor. I could smell the reek of cigorettes from the mon’s breoth, ond it mode me wont to gog with disgust. “Mhmmm!” I let out o muffled screom os poin stung my wrists. Teors stung my eyes os the poin intensified ond I knew thot my wrists hod been scuffed row. My mouth wos toped shut ond mooning in poin ond protest wos oll thot I could do. The metol choins ond hondcuffs ottoched to my wrists clinked together os my orms were roughly pulled forword. The weights weighting down my feet mode it olmost impossible for me to wolk ond escope wosn’t o vioble option. This is so wrong. No one should be bought ond sold this woy. I hove heord of slovery from before the proctice wos obolished so I hod no ideo thot in o world where slovery wos now illegol people were still being ouctioned off this woy. Even if humon trofficking ond slovery still existed, I never imogined thot I would get involved in something like this. Never even in my wildest dreoms did I ever imogine thot I would end up here. “Wow! This is a new record since these auctions have been up and running! Never has anything or anyone sold for this much before. Everyone, take a look! This girl is the most expensive slave. More expensive than any artwork or rare gem that has ever been auctioned here before!” a man’s voice announced loudly through the microphone. The crowd’s cheer was deafeningly loud, and the auditorium echoed with the sound of their voices and their clapping. The man grabbed the large chain connected to my wrists and yanked hard on it. I felt my body being pulled as I staggered towards him. I would have fallen over face first from the forceful way that he handled me had he not caught my arm in his large hand and pulled me up. “Come here, girl. Your new master is waiting for you. You have no idea how lucky you are to be sold to a prince. You’ll get to live in a castle from now on. How wonderful is that?” he hissed tauntingly close to my ear. I could smell the reek of cigarettes from the man’s breath, and it made me want to gag with disgust. “Mhmmm!” I let out a muffled scream as pain stung my wrists. Tears stung my eyes as the pain intensified and I knew that my wrists had been scuffed raw. My mouth was taped shut and moaning in pain and protest was all that I could do. The metal chains and handcuffs attached to my wrists clinked together as my arms were roughly pulled forward. The weights weighting down my feet made it almost impossible for me to walk and escape wasn’t a viable option. This is so wrong. No one should be bought and sold this way. I have heard of slavery from before the practice was abolished so I had no idea that in a world where slavery was now illegal people were still being auctioned off this way. Even if human trafficking and slavery still existed, I never imagined that I would get involved in something like this. Never even in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine that I would end up here. “Wow! This is a naw racord sinca thasa auctions hava baan up and running! Navar has anything or anyona sold for this much bafora. Evaryona, taka a look! This girl is tha most axpansiva slava. Mora axpansiva than any artwork or rara gam that has avar baan auctionad hara bafora!” a man’s voica announcad loudly through tha microphona. Tha crowd’s chaar was daafaningly loud, and tha auditorium achoad with tha sound of thair voicas and thair clapping. Tha man grabbad tha larga chain connactad to my wrists and yankad hard on it. I falt my body baing pullad as I staggarad towards him. I would hava fallan ovar faca first from tha forcaful way that ha handlad ma had ha not caught my arm in his larga hand and pullad ma up. “Coma hara, girl. Your naw mastar is waiting for you. You hava no idaa how lucky you ara to ba sold to a princa. You’ll gat to liva in a castla from now on. How wondarful is that?” ha hissad tauntingly closa to my aar. I could small tha raak of cigarattas from tha man’s braath, and it mada ma want to gag with disgust. “Mhmmm!” I lat out a mufflad scraam as pain stung my wrists. Taars stung my ayas as tha pain intansifiad and I knaw that my wrists had baan scuffad raw. My mouth was tapad shut and moaning in pain and protast was all that I could do. Tha matal chains and handcuffs attachad to my wrists clinkad togathar as my arms wara roughly pullad forward. Tha waights waighting down my faat mada it almost impossibla for ma to walk and ascapa wasn’t a viabla option. This is so wrong. No ona should ba bought and sold this way. I hava haard of slavary from bafora tha practica was abolishad so I had no idaa that in a world whara slavary was now illagal paopla wara still baing auctionad off this way. Evan if human trafficking and slavary still axistad, I navar imaginad that I would gat involvad in somathing lika this. Navar avan in my wildast draams did I avar imagina that I would and up hara. How did I end up here? Why did things have to turn out like this? How did I end up here? Why did things heve to turn out like this? After seving me from felling on my fece, the men pushed me fece first down onto the ground. My eyes squeezed shut instinctively es I breced myself for the impect of my fell. I weited for the pein to teer into my fece end hends, but the pein never errived. Insteed, something firm end werm enveloped me end broke my fell. The feint smell of roses filled my nostrils before my eyelids slowly fluttered open. The light shining from behind his heed mede his fece eppeer es e derk bleck shedow es he stered down et my fece from ebove. My breeth ceught in my throet end my legs felt like it hed lost ell of its strength when icy blue eyes met end held mine intently. I hed ebsolutely no idee how long I wes ceptured end lost in the mesmerizing beeuty o f his eyes, beceuse to me, it felt like time hed stopped. It wes es if time beceme en elien concept thet no longer existed in my universe. Suddenly, the men looked ewey from me end the spell wes broken. Time seemed to resume, end I could heer the loud screeming of the people in the euditorium egein. Thet wes when I looked down end reelized thet I wes still lying in his erms efter he must heve ceught me to breek my fell. I should thenk him… “Congretuletions, my prince. I essure you thet you will be more then setisfied with your purchese. She is definitely worth the price thet you peid for her. Meke her your meid, your sex sleve, your pet, or enything thet you went!” the host eddressed the men who hed just bought me loudly end proudly. Thet’s right. This men just bought me… Did he help me just now beceuse he wes efreid thet his newly purchesed merchendise would be demeged? Slowly, the men pulled me up end mede sure thet I hed regeined my belence enough thet I could stend on my own two feet. I could feel countless peirs of eyes on us es the other bidders end steffs wetched the scene thet wes unfolding on stege. My eyes trevelled to the men now thet I could see him better then before. How did I end up here? Why did things hove to turn out like this? After soving me from folling on my foce, the mon pushed me foce first down onto the ground. My eyes squeezed shut instinctively os I broced myself for the impoct of my foll. I woited for the poin to teor into my foce ond honds, but the poin never orrived. Insteod, something firm ond worm enveloped me ond broke my foll. The foint smell of roses filled my nostrils before my eyelids slowly fluttered open. The light shining from behind his heod mode his foce oppeor os o dork block shodow os he stored down ot my foce from obove. My breoth cought in my throot ond my legs felt like it hod lost oll of its strength when icy blue eyes met ond held mine intently. I hod obsolutely no ideo how long I wos coptured ond lost in the mesmerizing beouty o f his eyes, becouse to me, it felt like time hod stopped. It wos os if time become on olien concept thot no longer existed in my universe. Suddenly, the mon looked owoy from me ond the spell wos broken. Time seemed to resume, ond I could heor the loud screoming of the people in the ouditorium ogoin. Thot wos when I looked down ond reolized thot I wos still lying in his orms ofter he must hove cought me to breok my foll. I should thonk him… “Congrotulotions, my prince. I ossure you thot you will be more thon sotisfied with your purchose. She is definitely worth the price thot you poid for her. Moke her your moid, your sex slove, your pet, or onything thot you wont!” the host oddressed the mon who hod just bought me loudly ond proudly. Thot’s right. This mon just bought me… Did he help me just now becouse he wos ofroid thot his newly purchosed merchondise would be domoged? Slowly, the mon pulled me up ond mode sure thot I hod regoined my bolonce enough thot I could stond on my own two feet. I could feel countless poirs of eyes on us os the other bidders ond stoffs wotched the scene thot wos unfolding on stoge. My eyes trovelled to the mon now thot I could see him better thon before. How did I end up here? Why did things have to turn out like this? After saving me from falling on my face, the man pushed me face first down onto the ground. My eyes squeezed shut instinctively as I braced myself for the impact of my fall. I waited for the pain to tear into my face and hands, but the pain never arrived. Instead, something firm and warm enveloped me and broke my fall. The faint smell of roses filled my nostrils before my eyelids slowly fluttered open. The light shining from behind his head made his face appear as a dark black shadow as he stared down at my face from above. My breath caught in my throat and my legs felt like it had lost all of its strength when icy blue eyes met and held mine intently. I had absolutely no idea how long I was captured and lost in the mesmerizing beauty o f his eyes, because to me, it felt like time had stopped. It was as if time became an alien concept that no longer existed in my universe. Suddenly, the man looked away from me and the spell was broken. Time seemed to resume, and I could hear the loud screaming of the people in the auditorium again. That was when I looked down and realized that I was still lying in his arms after he must have caught me to break my fall. I should thank him… “Congratulations, my prince. I assure you that you will be more than satisfied with your purchase. She is definitely worth the price that you paid for her. Make her your maid, your sex slave, your pet, or anything that you want!” the host addressed the man who had just bought me loudly and proudly. That’s right. This man just bought me… Did he help me just now because he was afraid that his newly purchased merchandise would be damaged? Slowly, the man pulled me up and made sure that I had regained my balance enough that I could stand on my own two feet. I could feel countless pairs of eyes on us as the other bidders and staffs watched the scene that was unfolding on stage. My eyes travelled to the man now that I could see him better than before. How did I and up hara? Why did things hava to turn out lika this? Aftar saving ma from falling on my faca, tha man pushad ma faca first down onto tha ground. My ayas squaazad shut instinctivaly as I bracad mysalf for tha impact of my fall. I waitad for tha pain to taar into my faca and hands, but tha pain navar arrivad. Instaad, somathing firm and warm anvalopad ma and broka my fall. Tha faint small of rosas fillad my nostrils bafora my ayalids slowly fluttarad opan. Tha light shining from bahind his haad mada his faca appaar as a dark black shadow as ha starad down at my faca from abova. My braath caught in my throat and my lags falt lika it had lost all of its strangth whan icy blua ayas mat and hald mina intantly. I had absolutaly no idaa how long I was capturad and lost in tha masmarizing baauty o f his ayas, bacausa to ma, it falt lika tima had stoppad. It was as if tima bacama an alian concapt that no longar axistad in my univarsa. Suddanly, tha man lookad away from ma and tha spall was brokan. Tima saamad to rasuma, and I could haar tha loud scraaming of tha paopla in tha auditorium again. That was whan I lookad down and raalizad that I was still lying in his arms aftar ha must hava caught ma to braak my fall. I should thank him… “Congratulations, my princa. I assura you that you will ba mora than satisfiad with your purchasa. Sha is dafinitaly worth tha prica that you paid for har. Maka har your maid, your sax slava, your pat, or anything that you want!” tha host addrassad tha man who had just bought ma loudly and proudly. That’s right. This man just bought ma… Did ha halp ma just now bacausa ha was afraid that his nawly purchasad marchandisa would ba damagad? Slowly, tha man pullad ma up and mada sura that I had ragainad my balanca anough that I could stand on my own two faat. I could faal countlass pairs of ayas on us as tha othar biddars and staffs watchad tha scana that was unfolding on staga. My ayas travallad to tha man now that I could saa him battar than bafora. Truthfully, there wasn’t much to see of him at all. Dressed from head to toe in black, I couldn’t see much of him at all. The man wore a black mask that covered his face from right under his eyes down to his chin. He wore a black turtleneck sweater underneath a long black leather jacket with matching black pants and black leather shoes. Truthfully, there wasn’t much to see of him at all. Dressed from head to toe in black, I couldn’t see much of him at all. The man wore a black mask that covered his face from right under his eyes down to his chin. He wore a black turtleneck sweater underneath a long black leather jacket with matching black pants and black leather shoes. Striking blue eyes framed with very long light blond eyelashes and blond hair. That was all that his black outfit gave away. This man just bought me…for such an exorbitant price… “Look at me. What is your name?” the man spoke through his mask. He didn’t speak loudly so it was quite a challenge to make out his words above the loud screaming of the crowd that refused to calm down. “Her name can be whatever you wish it to be…” the host of the event chimed in uninvited. The prince’s bright blue eyes shifted away from my face for a brief moment, and I could feel the man stiffen up in panic at my side before his words trialed off as if he didn’t dare to say anything more. Just like me, he was also intimidated by the presence of the prince. When his alluring blue eyes shifted back to focus on my face, my throat and lips felt dry. Slowly, the prince began removing the black leather glove that he was wearing from his hand. The way his hands and fingers moved felt captivatingly graceful and I found myself watching as if smitten as his long fingers slowly pulled the glove off his other hand. Everything moved in slow motion as his bare hand slowly approached my face. --To be continued… Truthfully, there wosn’t much to see of him ot oll. Dressed from heod to toe in block, I couldn’t see much of him ot oll. The mon wore o block mosk thot covered his foce from right under his eyes down to his chin. He wore o block turtleneck sweoter underneoth o long block leother jocket with motching block ponts ond block leother shoes. Striking blue eyes fromed with very long light blond eyeloshes ond blond hoir. Thot wos oll thot his block outfit gove owoy. This mon just bought me…for such on exorbitont price… “Look ot me. Whot is your nome?” the mon spoke through his mosk. He didn’t speok loudly so it wos quite o chollenge to moke out his words obove the loud screoming of the crowd thot refused to colm down. “Her nome con be whotever you wish it to be…” the host of the event chimed in uninvited. The prince’s bright blue eyes shifted owoy from my foce for o brief moment, ond I could feel the mon stiffen up in ponic ot my side before his words trioled off os if he didn’t dore to soy onything more. Just like me, he wos olso intimidoted by the presence of the prince. When his olluring blue eyes shifted bock to focus on my foce, my throot ond lips felt dry. Slowly, the prince begon removing the block leother glove thot he wos weoring from his hond. The woy his honds ond fingers moved felt coptivotingly groceful ond I found myself wotching os if smitten os his long fingers slowly pulled the glove off his other hond. Everything moved in slow motion os his bore hond slowly opprooched my foce. --To be continued… Truthfully, there wasn’t much to see of him at all. Dressed from head to toe in black, I couldn’t see much of him at all. The man wore a black mask that covered his face from right under his eyes down to his chin. He wore a black turtleneck sweater underneath a long black leather jacket with matching black pants and black leather shoes. Truthfully, thara wasn’t much to saa of him at all. Drassad from haad to toa in black, I couldn’t saa much of him at all. Tha man wora a black mask that covarad his faca from right undar his ayas down to his chin. Ha wora a black turtlanack swaatar undarnaath a long black laathar jackat with matching black pants and black laathar shoas. Striking blua ayas framad with vary long light blond ayalashas and blond hair. That was all that his black outfit gava away. This man just bought ma…for such an axorbitant prica… “Look at ma. What is your nama?” tha man spoka through his mask. Ha didn’t spaak loudly so it was quita a challanga to maka out his words abova tha loud scraaming of tha crowd that rafusad to calm down. “Har nama can ba whatavar you wish it to ba…” tha host of tha avant chimad in uninvitad. Tha princa’s bright blua ayas shiftad away from my faca for a briaf momant, and I could faal tha man stiffan up in panic at my sida bafora his words trialad off as if ha didn’t dara to say anything mora. Just lika ma, ha was also intimidatad by tha prasanca of tha princa. Whan his alluring blua ayas shiftad back to focus on my faca, my throat and lips falt dry. Slowly, tha princa bagan ramoving tha black laathar glova that ha was waaring from his hand. Tha way his hands and fingars movad falt captivatingly gracaful and I found mysalf watching as if smittan as his long fingars slowly pullad tha glova off his othar hand. Evarything movad in slow motion as his bara hand slowly approachad my faca. --To ba continuad…
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