Love Bites

Cages

A/N: Hola amigos, if you're still reading this you probably have AIDS contracted from the shitstorm that is this story...
Cheers for sticking around... quite like those AIDS you'll never remove from your brains.
The picture above is Abigail's dress. Enjoy!!

My eyes flutter open and the atmosphere I find myself in is blurred beyond recognition.

Where the fuck am I?

My head hurts so much I can't keep my eyes open for long and when I do manage to hold them open, I see purple neon lights and blurry blobs that vaguely resemble people. 

I freeze as I hear footsteps approaching me and I wince as I force my eyes open again, trying to see who's walking over to me.
I rub my eyes and the blurriness begins to drift away and I can see a far clearer than before.
The figure Is standing in front of me now; he's wearing a white suit with a pink tie and his hair a deep purple mop, falling loosely down to his chin. He flashes a grin that quite literally makes my skin crawl.

I look around to find that I'm in a rather confined cage and a wave of claustrophobia and fear rolls over my body.
Looking out, I see that I'm not alone in this dilemma as the room has cages lining the walls. The cages are all probably 7 foot tall and most of them have girls in them but a few are left opened and empty.
I look back up to the guy standing in front of me.

"Hello there, I am Harlan. I run this... Slutdrop," he pauses and smirks at his own remark before  tilting his head to the side and continuing his speech, "And as from now on You will obide by my rules and regulations. No ifs, no buts, no maybes. Now, If you do not follow your instructions there will be punishment... lots of it." He says with the same creepy grin as before.

Before I can make a snide remark he unlocks my cage and pulls me to my feet.
I grab my head, feeling dizzy and nauseous.
He obviously noticed that I was feeling this way but he decided to ignore it.
Asshole.

The neon purple lights do nothing to help my headache and I want to just curl up into a ball and die, but still, he pulls me along out of the cage room and into a... dressing room? Wait why- he shoves a pile of clothing over to me and pushes me into a change room closing the curtains behind me.

"Put them on."
I snicker at his demand.

What else would I do with them, you marshmallow looking Fuck?!

I put on the short black dress that had a sailor sort of look to it and I must admit it is cute. Like really fucking cute.

I walk through the pale, yellow curtains. My head hurts a little less but it's still throbbing.  I can't  help but to wonder what was going to happen to me;
would I be a buffet for these freaks? Most likely and if that happens I am going to kill every single one of these sons of bitches.

Harlan grabs my arm and pulls me out of the room, shoving me back into my cage before walking into the centre of the room.

"Ladies, We will be hosting a dealing later! How exciting for you new people, your first dealing! For you imbeciles who haven't a clue what the hell that is, it's a magical event  where vampires come and buy you for their own personal enjoyment! So be good. And look pretty." He exclaimed fruitfully, a smile that quite resembled the Cheshire Cat expanding across his face.

What. The. Fuck. We're being sold!

For 'personal enjoyment'?

What does that even mean!?

He left, leaving me to sit and curse him and his whole family. I wish I could actually curse people, that'd be pretty neat, but being sold! I can't be sold! How is this even legal? I look to my left and see a girl in the cage next to mine.
...
She looks happy... fucking real happy! Fucking bloodslut.
I grimace at her and look away.

Two buff guys walk in carrying a blond girl followed by Mr 'I'm-having-a-midlife-crisis-so-I-dyed-my-hair-purple'. And they quickly and swiftly shove her into her cage.
Harlan then slips them some money; about ... 12 grand?! Holy guaca-fucking-mole!and they they were on their way.
I'm pretty sure they were the two guys that threw me in here.

After a couple of hours she woke up, she looked really scared. I felt bad for her, soon Harlan would be back and he'd probably only scare her more.

"Hey, are you okay?" She looks over to me tears streaming down her face.
I Guess not.
Just as she opens her mouth to say something  Harlan walks back in and takes her from her cage.
She returns rather quickly but is now wearing a very short pink skirt and a black crop top.. classy.
she is put back into her cage and Harlan makes another announcement.
"The dealing starts in five minutes!" He smiles and walks out.
I sit in my cage, my hands shaking and my heart beating so hard I'm afraid it's going to burst into a thousand pieces.

I'm so fucked.