Quiescent Storms

~TWENTY FOUR~

Azaleas POV

"Imeya gotovy,Gospozha?(Possessions ready, madam?)" I heard a male Russian voice asking as I shivered with closed eyes feeling chill breeze prickling my whole body.

I'm only wearing my nude bra and black shorts.

I realised as cold engulfed my limbs while I resisted my shivers with cluttering teeth.Clenching my teeth together,I slowed down my breath  focusing to hear the ongoing conversation as my mind felt extremely fuzzy due to the aftereffects of the sedatives.

"S nashey storony,da.Drugoye prigotovleniye polirovki budet sdelano posle otgruzki upolnomochennymi tsiframi." (From our side,yes.Other preparation of face and dress adornment will be done after shipment by the authorized figures.) I heard a robotic female voice responding as my ears sensed some shuffling sounds from a further distance. I lightly digged my fingers on my palm trying to awake my sense.

Barely moving my hands and legs not wanting to alert them,I found my hands tied behind and this time, along with my legs.

"Did Gospodʹ(Lord) expressed the desire of inspecting the assets?" I heard the same female voice asking as I sensed the voice now sounding close to me.I remained unmoving in my lay down position genuinely feeling weak due to the lack of decent food and water for Lord knows how long.

"Gospodʹ doveryayu svoyemu mneniyu ,chtoby vybratʹ i zastavitʹ ikh tsenitʹ vladeniye,Gospozha."(Lord trust your judgement for choosing and making them as prized possession, madam)The heavily Russian male voice spoke out as I felt a soft hand blindfold my already closed eyes.

"Thankfully, the overweight and questionable ones lost their weight over the few weeks of starvation and thus acquiring the satisfied figure".I heard the women respond while finishing to knot the fabric behind my head as I sensed a proud tone in her voice.

I unconsciously fisted my tied hands behind hearing her disgusting words.

"Krome etogo.(Except this one.)" I heard the women add in disdain feeling her nudge my thighs

I barely managed to resist my urge of kicking out.

"She's tall and healthily toned.And also have a pretty decent face without the makeup.But,her stomach is not as flat as desired.Nevertheless,since in her body checkup,her hymen was found intact along with generous body proportions,I concluded that she is not pregnant rather mild obese." The women spoke out as I felt her hand running over my exposed abdomen.

Blessings to Reina for skillfully covering my tattoo and a rib scar on my right side.

And,it was Bella's mouthwatering food which made me unable to maintain a full flat stomach. I never bothered much about a bit flesh in my abdomen.

But seriously, I'm not at all obesed as that soulless women is claiming me to be.It's the required fats every women needs in their lower abdomen for protecting their uterus from external harms. In addition to that,my generous derriere and bosoms doesn't assist to make me look thin.

"She looks more valuable shlyukha (slut) than others with that fat ass and tits." I heard the same nasty Russian man spoking out describing me as if I'm a meat displayed for fulfilling their sick satisfaction.

At this stage,my palms is perhaps bleeding since I'm clenching my fist with unnatural force to hold myself back from lashing out.

"Hence, she's not discarded and is sedated for shipment along with other fifty girls." The women impassively spoke out as I heard the clinking of heels going further away from my immobile body.