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Title: Slavery
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I own no one in this fiction and explain that this is fiction and should not be taken out of context. Noneof the characters (other then the “famous ones”) are based on real life and the “famous ones” have personalitiesand actions that come from me. They ( the actions and such of the famous ones) are not based on any real actionsthat anyone has ever done.
Warning: If you are easily offended by slavery, rough sexual acts, strong language, and S&M actions...do not read.
If you read and become offended you were warned!
Prologue
Many were born into this life. Many were born into the chains and collars. I was not.
I was out in my family’s wild flower fields, humming and daydreaming. The day was beautiful and bright (a huge contrast to the black brick walls that have become my home). A man had approached me, and as I processed to exit from his presents, I was grabbed about my waist and thrown me into a cage. I was turned into property.
Chapter 1
I awoke one morning to Master Tane, a rather over aged man who ran the slave business that I had foundmyself. He informed me that I was to follow him to the shower room. I was going on the bid stage. I did as toldknowing that a beating would be in my future if I didn’t cooperate. As I followed him down the hall, I heard everyslave shout and scream as either they were in pain o some odd form of pleasure. I could only think what ever god Ithat was looking after me that I didn’t have to witness that form of pleasure.
When I first arrived to Master Tane, he had warned that if anyone shall touch me in any sexual manner,he would torture that person. He had explained that a virgin slave, if there was one to be found, was wreath tons ofmoney. Also, he had me unmarked from beats. I had bruises, just no outer scares. He said that my lightly coloredskin was a large seller also since most slaves were a pale, sickly white. So, I was a rather large purse full of money to him.
The shower room was large and full of round marbel tubs filled with hot water. The tubs could fit three slaves, but Master Tane always had me bath in my own tubs. Slaves were all around me bathing. I could feel all
their eyes on me. They all knew who I was.
“Clean up real well, slave.” Master Tane stated to me. I nodded and placed myself in the tub.
After my bath, Master Tane handed me a plan pink silk robe. I pulled it on, tying it at my waist.
“Follow me, slave. You are the last to go on bid and seem to be what everyone is waiting on.”
Out on the bid stage I stood in full view of everyone. Every male in the whole kingdom was there itseemed. Even the five princes were there. And I knew that every male was going to try to bid for me. Not only was
I rare being unmarked and a virgin, I had no name. Most slaves are named by the Masters but I was not so that mybuy could have the honor to name me.
“This is Master Tane’s finest slave. She has not been marked or broken and has no name. So, she is a rarepiece indeed.” The bid caller rang out over the crowd. “Her stats are: Height: 5 feet 2 Weight: 120
Age: Unknown
Origin: The Outland
Hair:Brown
Eyes: Hazel.” The bid caller picked up his small bidding hammer and knockedthe bell beside him. “The bid begins at 5 thousand pounds.”
A rather loud gfillfilled the crowd as people began to shout off their bids. The price for me becamehigher and higher. Even Master Tane seemed shocked as he walked over to me.
“Slave, show them.” He ordered, and I peeled off the robe. My full body was exposed to everyone.
Hoops and hollers came over everyone until on of the five princes stood and began to venture his waytowards the stage. His black hair was bouncing at every step. Climbing upon the stage, he circled me once beforestepping before the crowd.
“My brothers and I bid 100 thousand for her.” He shouted.
My knees buckled at the amount. That was almost un-heard of for any slave. The crowd gasped and murmured. “100 thousand of her” The bid caller said as he hit the bell, ending the bidding.
The prince looked back at me. His green eyes were enchanting as he seemed to reflect into my soul. “Place your garment back on and follow me.” I did his bidding and followed.
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