Everything moved so fast from that point, a number of men came in the room, picking up individual girls and dragging them out the door mumbling tuff about a 'time limit'. A large man with a bald head approached me, I shied away from him, leaning further towards the ground than I already was. Without any effort at all he grabbed me around the wait and hauled me over his shoulder, resting his hand on my upper thigh which was still exposed from my dress I was wearing last night which I now regretted at he could near see everything if he wanted to.
He plopped me down on a chair in a small room that was equipped with a mirror and a desk that had various hair and makeup tools covering it. I noticed a short, well rounded woman sitting in a chair next to the makeup desk, she looked at me and smiled sympathetically at me. I looked back over at the large man who was then leaving.
"Could you please take the ropes off my wrists?, they hurt". The man turned to look at me, glanced down at my reddened wrists and simply said, "No". The frown I was wearing deepened at this small word, why no? It should be obvious I wasn't going to run away with the amount of guards and locked key card doors in this place, I wouldn't have a hope of escaping.
"Come on darling we have to get you cleaning up and looking gorgeous for the auction". Her small nose crinkled at the end of her sentence like the very thought disgusted her, which I could understand why.
"What do you mean by auction?" I already had a pretty good idea what was going on but I wanted to be sure.
"Darling, the men who picked you up last night are not good men, they prey on young girls like yourself who are found alone at night, which sadly at your age is more often than it really should be". She smiled at me again, trying to lighten the mood as I shifted uneasily.
She continued,
"I'm afraid to tell you that you wont exactly have the life you did anymore, once you go into that auction room you will be given a category from the cheapest to most expensive girls, judging by what you look like now I would put you in the higher range, but its hard to tell with all that smudged make up", she kindly got a wipe and started wiping away at my face gently. When she was done wiping away the makeup he looked at me adoringly,
"Definitely the higher range, which is a good thing dear as you have a better chance of being looked after properly once you get to your knew home". My eyes watered at this. New home? No more old home, having a mum dad or little sister?. The woman pulled me into a warm hug.
"I'm so sorry honey, you'll be fine". But I could see the uncertainty in her eyes.
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While she was doing my hair and makeup we talked for a while, she treaded carefully about the topics as she didn't want to upset me any further so she mostly just informed me of what kind of people I should be looking for in this auction, how to behave and what to avoid when I get to their house. She talked about how she got involved with these people, apparently her daughter was around my age and severely ill and she needed the money to look after her hospital bills, I understood that.
After she was done applying the makeup and making sure my hair was done appropriately she gave me a once over and smiled.
"All done dear, you look absolutely beautiful".
I didn't even get to see what I looked like before I was whisked away by the large man who escorted me in their. The girls were lined up in the order they were to be going out, I searched for Avera who was currently approaching where I was before being placed two spots ahead of me, I looked at her tearful eyes which were bloodshot, although the puffiness was now covered with makeup to try and make it appear she hadn't been crying her eyes out. Also they put her in a different outfit which they hadn't done with me, she was now wearing a skin tight red dress that showed off everything she had to offer.
I looked back down at the ground waiting for everything to begin.
