ARCANUM

CHAPTER 29

REBECCA POV

Weird...

I've been feeling weird ever since this guy took me in his car. After nearly two months of torture, I had begun to accept my fate. But without realizing it, I was still scared when I stood in front of the stage. Naked. Standing in front of other people naked was nothing new to me because in the nearly two months since the kidnapping, I'd been through even more terrifying things. But when I'm on stage with the spotlights only shining on me, I feel like my soul is also revealed, exposed, naked in front of the people sitting staring at me.

I couldn't see them clearly and didn't hear anything because the blood rushing in my ears from my fear and nervousness seemed to cover my hearing. I could only see two people lifting a small round board from where they were sitting. Men on behind and the side. The longer I stood there, the more frightened I became and wanted to cry because of what would happen next.

They had told me what they were going to do to me. They sold me. Auction me to the masher. And if I'm lucky, got sold, I have to prepare myself. That's what they've been doing all along, they're 'preparing' me. But I'm a little hopeful that no one is interested in buying me because I don't want to be moved somewhere else. It could be at the end of the world that I don't know. Takes me further away from home.

Home. I don't know if I can call it home. My parents died in a car accident when I was 15. From then on, my aunt took me to Trogen, where she lives in her small house. For three years I lived with her. During those three years, I could call it 'almost' home. Now I don't know if my aunt has heard of my disappearance? Did my new friends look for me and realize I was kidnapped? But I've been transported to Russia. A place far away and impossible to reach by my aunt, who lived simply. Maybe she couldn't pay to look for me. That's why I have to accept my fate.

But once they told me what they would do if I'm not sold, I was in a dilemma. I can't choose what to expect. Should I go and do whatever my master asks, that's what those who bought us called, or should I do whatever my captor asks. Whatever it is, one thing is for sure, I will lose my virginity.

I'm a little grateful because I'm still a virgin. It's not that I'm waiting for the right person or looking until after marriage. No. I'm not that old-fashioned. I'm like most young people, it's just that so far, I haven't been able to do that. I've had a few ex-boyfriends, but my relationship didn't go that far. After all, I live in Trogen. Not a big city, but comfortable enough.

I might not be able to live longer if I experience what they did to another girl who had the same fate as me. Those who are not virgins. Indeed they have to keep our bodies in excellent condition. Especially, those who are still virgins, including me. But that doesn't mean they treat us well. No. They kept stripping us, telling us to stand without any clothes on. Not infrequently, they touch us. Their disgusting fingers ran from our hair to our toes. Even he, their so-called leader, touched my private parts. Rubbing it with his finger.

Almost every day since we met him, he's fingering me, but not so deep as to tear my hymen. Only his fingers can touch my most private parts and get into it, while his other hand, touches my breasts and plays with it. The worst thing they do to virgin girls like me made me suck their private parts and sometimes some of his men. They said it was my lesson. So I can satisfy my prospective master. One day, because maybe he couldn't stand it, the leader stuck his finger in my ass and stroked it. Then satisfied himself in the hole behind me. He does it once a week. Take turns with other girls.