Sold to a Vampire

I was walking down the sidewalk in the cool night breeze. I stuffed my hands deeper in my coat pockets as I shivered slightly, I knew I should've left earlier but my friend convinced me to stay at the party because she was having fun. I sighed as I crossed the empty crosswalk. It was a little eerie that no one was outside since it was only midnight and there's a pretty popular club a few blocks from where I'm walking. I didn't think about it too much though since I was only worried about getting home. As I turned a corner, I walked into someone and immediately tried to pull back but they grabbed on to my shoulders. Now I silently thank my dad for making me take self-defense classes before I moved in the city. I swiftly brought my knee to the guy's sensitive area hard and ran as he let me go. A second guy ran after me, which seemed almost unnaturally fast and he caught up to me and tackled me to the ground. He had a rag in his hand and put it over my mouth. I struggled to pull his hand off but he was too strong and I started to feel sleepy. Quickly, I blacked out.When I woke up, I groaned and held my head as I sat up. I looked around and noticed I was in a cage, and there was more girls in the room in their own cages. I looked over to the cage next to me and saw a girl around 15 or 16 sitting in the cage holding her knees to her chest. I went near towards the side of the cage where she was and said, "Hey. Can you tell me where we are at?" I know I'm being really calm right now, but I don't think freaking out would do any good since I'm in a pad locked cage so I can't obviously go anywhere. The girl looked at me for a moment and then whispered, "We aren't suppose to talk to each other." "At least tell me what they're doing with us?" I said to her. Just then one of the guys who I assume kidnapped me, unlocked my cage and roughly pulled me out. He held my arm tightly, almost felt like he'd break my arm. He brought me in front of this door and said, "Remove your clothes." I looked at him like he nuts and said, "Hell no." He looked pretty pissed off when I said that. He pulled out this kinda cattle prod looking thing and he turned it on. He pressed it to my side and I held in my scream as it electrocuted me. He pulled it away and I glared at him as I took my clothes off. He then opened the door and shoved me inside. That's when I noticed it was a shower room. There was a few other girls in here and some of the girls wore their clothes so I'm guessing they were working with the people who kidnapped me. One of the clothed girls pushed me in the shower stalls and I just glared at her. The shower came on and I had to take a cold shower. When the water turned off they gave us a towel and I wrapped it around myself. Then some women walked in with some clothes and one of them told me to put them on. I put on the clothes and then she started to brush my hair, style it, and put makeup on me. I then notice that all the girls that were kidnapped were given different colored dresses to wear, the one I was wearing was the only white dress though. As we walked out of there, I was starting to think this whole situation is very odd. I thought I'd be dead by now, but I get a makeover instead. Either these guys don't know what to do when you kidnap someone or there's something else going on here. I quickly knew which one it was when two men pulled me out onto this kind of stage and the whole audience was all fancy dressed men. I started to get nervous under the stage lights. This man that was on stage with me was behind a podium and held a microphone in his hand as he said, "Our first human up for auction is a 18 year old girl. Her name is Rose Smith. She's 5'4", 110 pounds," he then walked towards me and grabbed my chin, "Her blood type is also O negative, but you can all smell how good her blood is I'm sure." I spit in his face and stepped on his foot after he said that which I received another shock from the guys who were holding me but I held in my scream again. The auctioneer looked kinda pissed off but then he said to the audience, "She's a feisty one, ain't she? But she is also our only virgin being sold today so the bidding will start off at $500,000." My face flushed with anger under all the hungry stares from the audience after he said that. I heard men from the audience shouting bids, but I didn't want to be sold to them because they all were really old and gave me all a bad feeling with their stares. That's when I heard a pretty defiant voice from the crowd say, "One million dollars." When i looked at where the voice came from, I saw a man in his late 30s to early 40s standing up in the back. The only difference between him and the other men though were that it didn't look like he wanted to rape me and eat me. Once he spoke up, no other men dared to make another bid and the auctioneer then said, "Sold to King Xavier." Once they pulled me offstage, that's when I realized I have just been sold to a person.