A U C T I O N:
sell or offer something at a high or low price
( SABRINA CARPENTER X FEMALE READER )
Y/N's POV:
(not proofread)
"Next up! A young woman, 19 years of age, with Y/H/C hair and Y/E/C eyes, around 5'2. Skills; cooking, cleaning, and pleasuring." The man, or the host of every auction, spoke my description. I looked around the room, nothing but filthy, old, and toxic men filled the room. "Bidding starts at $1,000."
"$2,000."
"$3,000."
"$4,000."
"$15,000." A stranger, feminine voice called out. I looked out ahead and saw a beautiful blonde woman walking up to the front. Her sign being held up with the offer of $15,000 being thrown on the table for me. She was wearing a grey blazer with a black, leather skirt. Her heels intimidated me each time they clicked against the ground when she walked.
"$15,000! Do I hear $16,000? Going once, going twice. Sold!" He slapped his gavel against the desk. The men who were holding me up let me go and pushed me towards the woman who flashed me a smile.
"Come, darling."
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I followed the woman through her giant ass mansion, her bodyguards and servants spread out throughout the place. She took my up the thousands of stairs, holding her hand out for me but I refused to take it. Of course I wouldn't be happy of being sold, yet, I had no choice. Due to being an orphan with no way of getting money, these auctions were my only way of at least having shelter, food, and at least some money.
The blonde noticed that I was stubborn about grabbing her hand, she roughly grabbed my wrist, pulling me faster up the stairs, almost making me trip over my own feet. "Hurry up." Her voice was sharp and firm, making me roll my eyes to myself but followed her orders nonetheless.
She pushed me through the door of a random bedroom, shutting the door with no instructions. I heard it lock from the outside and I sighed, deciding to look around to pass time. My eyes caught sight of a picture frame of the blonde woman, she was holding a small child in her arms. Her smile was as wide as ever.
I picked it up, examining it closer. I soon jumped when the door was thrown open again. I quickly set the picture frame down, turning to be met with the blonde woman. "You belong to me now..." She trailed off, looking at a file in her hands. "Y/N, huh?"
I nodded, unsure if I were to speak now. She chuckled, shaking her head. "I'm Sabrina, if you didn't already know." I gave her a small look of confusion. Why would I already know her? "It seems that you've been in this world for a while, the auction world, I mean. I'm sure you've heard of me or my name."
I shrugged, making her sigh. "Carpenter, I'm Sabrina Carpenter. Of Carpenter industries?"
It then clicked in my head. I was in the same room as the biggest, female mafia leader ever. My eyes queen, making Sabrina chuckle.
"The rules are simple; you are to never leave the house without me, this is the room you will be staying in, bedtime is at 9, you cook for me when I please, my maids clean on weekdays and you clean on weekends, you are my sex toy, I own you now, you earn $100 for every chore you do, and never ever touch that picture frame again." Sabrina slammed her hand over the frame, placing it face down as her blue eyes burned into mine. "Are we clear, Ms. Y/N?"
