Quicksand

Chapter 13

I slowly emerged from the darkness, my eyelids fluttering open to reveal an opulent chamber bathed in sinister red hues. The air was heavy with foreboding, and I could feel the weight of malevolent intentions bearing down upon me.

"As I struggled to sit up, the cold, unforgiving metal of the cuffs bit into my wrists and ankles, securing me to the bedpost like a captive animal. A wave of panic crashed over me, threatening to engulf my sanity.

"'What twisted desires does that monstrous individual harbor for me now?' I thought, my mind racing with macabre possibilities.

"Memories of my mother's gentle face swirled through my thoughts, and I could only pray that she was okay. Remorse seared my conscience as I recalled the scathing words I'd hurled at Adrik.

"'Why did I say that to him?' I lamented, my voice barely above a whispered despair."
Just as I thought the darkness couldn't deepen, the jingling of keys echoed outside my room. The door swung open, and three stunning women sauntered in, their tall, curvaceous figures commanding attention.

"Hi, lovely," cooed the ravishing redhead, Lily, her voice husky and confident.

Her gaze swept toward the slender woman beside her, who sported a dazzling smile and a skintight outfit that left little to the imagination.

"And here's Nem," Lily continued, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "She's DD – Delightfully Dangerous."

Nem's attire seemed tailored for seduction, showcasing her toned physique. The third woman, with raven-black hair and piercing green eyes, remained silently alluring, her gaze fixed intently on me.

Their poised demeanor and flawless features hinted at surgical enhancements, but it only added to their mesmerizing allure.

We are here to prepare you for the auction
"Auction?" I repeated, my voice trembling as a chill coursed through my veins. "What do you mean?"

Lily's smile widened, her eyes glinting with a sinister light. "You're to be prepared for the highest bidder, lovely. Tonight, you'll be the star attraction."

Nem's gaze never wavered, her eyes seeming to strip me bare. The third woman, still silent, began to circle around me, her movements fluid and predatory.

Fear clawed at my heart, threatening to consume me. I strained against the cuffs, desperation fueling my struggles.

"No, this can't be happening," I whispered, my mind racing with horrors. "What kind of auction?"

Lily's laughter sent shivers down my spine. "One where the wealthy and powerful bid on the finest commodities. And you, lovely, are a rare gem."

"I bitterly regretted ever speaking to Adrik. His charming mask hid a sinister intent – to sell me like a commodity.

Cuffed and helpless, I faced the unthinkable: auctioned off to the highest bidder. Fear gripped me, but I vowed to survive, to escape, no matter what."

"After a brutal struggle, the three women transformed me into a provocative spectacle, fitting me into a revealing outfit that made my skin crawl. Lily's harsh slap still stung my cheek, a painful reminder of my forced compliance.

Nem's knock on the door signaled the next phase of my nightmare. Two burly men stormed in, grasping me like cargo, and dragged me to a sprawling room teeming with wealthy, lecherous men.

The auction stage loomed before me, a platform of shame and degradation. The host, a slick, oily man, began the proceedings with a sly smile.

'Bidding starts at $500,000,' he announced, his voice dripping with greed.