Their Embrace (AOT fanfic)

Chapter 10

Again, very dark themes here.

-Continued from the last flashback-

The thing that pulled the woman from her unconsciousness, was a bright light. It burned her eyeballs when she lifted her eyelids, closing them immediately. Focusing on the world surrounding her, Chrysanthe could feel metal around her wrists and ankles. Shackles if you will. She was alone, but soft murmurs changed her mind. She attempted to open her eyes again and was successful.

     "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a true treat for you. This lovely woman is the woman who took Glen away from us 3 years ago. Today, she will be auctioned off for her untouched body." Loud whispers and murmurs traveled through the crowd. The man speaking had his back facing Chrysanthe, but he soon turned towards her and started walking her way. His eyes were filled with rage, his body language telling her that he was dangerous.

     "You will follow my commands. Do you understand? You are here under my orders." He seethed into Chrysanthe's ear. She shook her head and tried to speak, but nothing escaped her mouth.

     "Sucks to be you, darling. But you won't be able to speak for another hour at most. That's the best part of those drugs. Now all you can do is sit here." He turned around and started the bidding

     "$10,000." The first true offer had come. It continued to rise, while the woman sat there tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. She tried to open her mouth and scream. Her mouth opened, nothing coming out.

Eventually the bidders slowed down, the final price coming down between 6 men. They had come together and agreed to share. She was unchained from the ground, being roughly shoved off the stage. Chrysanthe struggled as much as possible, to no avail. Pushing her feet into the ground didn't do anything, her bound hands only being able to swing so far.

The two guards shoved her into a large room, walking her to the bed. The woman turned around and tried to run, but was roughly shoved on the bed. One man grabbed her bound hands, binding them to the frame of the bed. The other man undid the bindings on her lefts, quickly stepping back to avoid being kicked.

The door slammed open, revealing the men who bought her and Glen's brother. Glen's brother walked to the bed while the other men spread about the room all doing different things. Some men went to a cabinet to pour some drinks, one was in the corner sitting in a leather chair, the last man was trailing behind Kyle.

     "Darling, don't you look beautiful. This man behind me paid the most for you, so I brought him over to review the product before paying. I hope you don't mind." His smile was crooked, so daunting and sick. He nodded his head toward the man behind him. The man smiled, stalking forward and putting his hands on the woman's body. He trailed his hands over the flailing body. Chrysanthe had tears rolling down her cheeks, like a river does when the snow melts.

     "Well Gavin, I'll say you've picked a fine mare. I can't wait to use her. The money is in the suitcase by the door. Enjoy the show." The man's voice was gravely, full of lust. Chrysanthe was disgusted. Her body was writhing under his gaze, her body trying it's best to escape. A door shutting could be heard all through the room, but Chrysanthe could care less.

     "What was it he called you.... Darling, was it? Well, darling, I am going to ruin you. Hopefully, I'll be able to hear your screams before then. How about you give it a try. Scream-", his hand had wrapped around her ankle and tightened," for me." A snap was heard before her voice rang throughout the room.

     "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her scream was akin to a dying animal, long and drawn out. Chrysanthe's ankle was definitely messed up, but she was more concerned with the man standing about her starting to undress.