You're my slave

Chapter 1

"What's happening? Where are we going?" Emily asks frightened for the hundredth time. As the men in black who are holding her down avoid eye contact and won't answer any of her questions. "Please..." She begs.

As she tries her best to figure out her surroundings. Her instances kick in and she realizes she has a black sack over her head. She goes into survivor mode. Its pitch black and the only thing she knows is that there are three other people next to her. They are also kneeling on the floor in the same position as her. She can hear them moving around one of them whimpering as the others cry.

'Where are they taking me too? ' She asks herself.

The last memory she has is of her four month old baby girl who was in her father Wayne's arms. Her baby girl was frantically crying as Emily looked back one last time at her family before she was violently shoved into the van by the same man holding her down now on. Trying to keep her still.

Then she saw it. The exchange. Her mind keeps playing it over and over again. They handed her mother the money as her dad stood there trying to hush her daughter quiet. Neither one of them looking twice at Emily. How dare they do this to her.

Then all of a sudden Emily hears a female voice. Snapping her out of her thoughts. She almost stops breathing out of fright.

"We want to present to you the last pair of slaves this evening." The voice says in a cheerful voice into a microphone and suddenly there is a bright spot light directed on her and the other three girls. The sacks are taken off their heads right before the curtain rises and the people on the other side began to applause.

She looks around like a deer caught in headlights. Too scared to move or even breath. Her hand slightly trembling but she's trying to keep them as still as possible as the man holding her tightens his grip. She looks around and sees a room full of people dressed up in gowns and tuxes. They all look so very wealthy and high class as they enjoy cocktails and eat expensive appetizers. All of them smiling and laughing enjoying the show as they chatter like this is a normal social event for them. She sees some of them pointing at her and the other girls. They are talking and looking them up and down with judgmental eyes.

Then the female announcer, she heard before speaks up again.

"This last group of girls have to be the best. Let's being with number one. You, yes you. Go to the front of the stage. Let's start the biting at $10,000." Emily then realizes she's number four as she releases a deep breath she was holding. Internally happy that she's wasn't number one and guessing she's number four by the position she's standing on the stage. She looks around at the people who are bidding and her eyes land on a family. In awe and disbelieve with what is going on.

A very handsome man raises his hand and make an offer of $15,000. Next to him is his wife and who Emily assumes is his two daughters and a son. She can't help but gulp as one of the daughter is looking straight at her. More than just looking. She's straight out staring at her and she can't help the blush that creeps on her face. Is that the royal family?

That girl, the same girl then pats her father's arms gently. Turning his attention from her to Emily.

"I want her." Alison says to her dad as she looks at Emily.

Alison is captivated by her beauty. She has never seen such a gorgeous woman in her whole life. Oh... the things she could do to her body so sex- "Uhm..." Alison clears her throat and is shaken from her thought as she corrects her thinking. Yes, she would be good for house cleaning, yep perfect. Alison thinks to herself with a mischievous glint in her eye as she continues to stare at Emily.

"Are you sure?" Her father asks annoyed as he stops the bidding on number one at Alison's instruction.

"Yes daddy, bid on number four and don't stop till we have her."

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The three women before her were all sold for around $30,000 and now it was her turn. The bidding started the same at $10,000. Emily then notices a man who immediately raises his hand. He looks familiar... She's seen him on TV before. Yes, he's an actor his name is Noel Kahn.

Then instantly after Noel starts off the bidding the man from earlier who was at the table with the blonde who kept staring, raises his hand. "$25,000" He says not even batting an eyelash at the cost.

Five minutes later and before Emily can even comprehend it, the bidding is at $60,000. The man now looks upset. Like he wants to stop the bidding and take his losses. After all, no slave is worth that much money. Then his daughter the blonde girl from before says something to him in his ear and he looks up and continues. Taking the $60,000 bid. Very reluctantly to make his daughter happy.

"Do I hear $65,000?" The announcer says in challenge but no one raises their hands. "Going once... going twice... ...and sold to number 164, the King for $60,000! I hope you enjoy your new purchase." The announcer slightly chuckles, extremely happy with the outcome of tonight's events.

"So this is it for tonight and I want to thank you all for coming out. Don't forget that the new owners need to head over to the desk to complete their transactions. See you, till next time." The woman's says and Emily gets grabbed by two security guys from behind as she's escorted off stage or more like dragged.

She then sees people leaving the room and the curtains close.

"Where are you taking me?" She asks looking around, hoping that someone who answer her. Seeing the people next to her being pulled away too just as roughly. All the other girls are crying and one is kicking the guards trying to get away. The guard finally getting mad, he grabs the girl by the hair and pistol whips her with his gun. Right across her face.

Emily is frozen. What the fuck is going on in here...