Captured Souls

Chapter 1

Zalynne is in above picture

24 hours earlier*

People run around the outside of my box screaming out orders. The usual crying of the new girls who have just arrived. I sit in my corner holding onto the edges of my blanket. The room is completely dark and the air is musty as usual. A mattress laid in the other corner, that was for when the leaders want wanted a late night with their merchandise. I've been in the system for six years, my mother was poor and we lived in Cuba, they offered her a lot of money and that I would have a better life.

The hinges let out a low screech as they slowly open. A man stands in the doorway. "Come on Trixie." He mutters. I was the oldest in the system most girls die or are bought. I can't be bought, the leader is too fond of me. I am the most popular among the renters. You think I would get an upgrade for that but nope a metal box is my home.

They drag me over to the baths and scrub me clean. The ladies put on fake nails and the other ones do my hair. I go through a lot of make up. They hand us a bra and matching panties. I quickly get dressed and they drag me over to my waiting spot.

I watch as girls go on stage fighting and crying. If you struggle when they take you up there, you get punished.

Eventually it's my turn and I take center stage. I lost all feeling and my tears have dried all up. I stand there and the renters come up close. No 16 year old girl should grow up like this actually no one should have to go through any of this.

The men tease me by pulling on my straps or smacking my ass. Finally they take their seats and the bidding begins. An old guy late 60's takes a bid for 20 grand. Next is 40 and then eventually a young man holds it up for 1 million. My mouth drops. That's highest I've ever been bid on. The leaders quickly drag me to the young man. He was quite gorgeous if it wasn't for me being his next rape victim.

"Sir, since we normally hand the ladies out after the auction. But since you have taken interest, you may take her home now if you like." One of leaders say taking the money. "Also is there anything else you would like with her. A specific outfit or hairstyle." The leader asks.

"Oh I would like a matching red set. That would be nice." The guy says. Instantly I knew it was going to be a late night.

He takes me to his limo and I slip in. I see the limo split in half with a metal bars. He notices me gawking at the bars. "Oh don't worry as long as your not a runner you can stay outside of the cage." He says in a dick kind of way.

I just look at him. He smirks and leans in to my face. He plants a kiss delicately on my lips. He trails himself down my chin and chews the tip of my ear. I dig my nails into the palm of my hand, I bite my tongue and shut my eyes. Then bam out of no where he hits me and I slam into the side door. I let out a yelp.

He lets out a twisted laugh and he grabs my neck and flings me to the ground. I hold back any tears I had and the urge to use my self defense. He straddles my body and leans his elbows on my rib cage, causing me to let out a cry. He sits up and strips down to nothing. He can't kill me because I'm the prized center piece, I chant in my head.

Out of nowhere he shoves two pills down my throat and my head instantly becomes dizzy. The limo rolls to a stop and the side doors open immediately. "Stand up you piece of shit Trixie." The guy shouts and I wobble to my feet. I step out of the car and the freezing air hits my naked body. We walk down a huge mansion, people standing around drinking. They all turn and laugh at me, guys coming up and kissing me and other things.

My eyes begin to close as the drug pulls set in. And the last thing I see, is the guys putting me on the table and the renter yelling, "she's all yours boys."