babydolls (h.s)

six

MACI

I wake up slowly.

My head is hurting, my arms feel weak, and I can already feel my feet cramping.

I can hear a faint noise. I try to open my eyes. I see darkness.

"Doll 812; request C, is that right, Mr. Saydon?"

I hear another deep voice. "Yes, it is."

I hear the click of a door. I see two dark figures standing in the doorway, night behind them. At this point I am completely at a lost for time.

"Here she is." The first man speaks. I open my eyes just a little to see one man approaching me.

"Great. Thank you."

"Enjoy."

At this point, I open my eyes just enough to make it noticeable I am awake. I see the door shutting, but I feel the presence of the second man. Of the Saydon man.

I hear noises. Since the door was shut, the room was almost completely black again. Only the shadows gave away the scene around us. I try to move, but feel way too weak to. I notice that the gown I had on was now off, and the heels that were once on my feet had disappeared.

Its when I feel the bed I was laid on dip to realize what was happening. My mind floods back to where I am.

The auction. I was rented.

I try to hurry up and sit up. I feel two muscular hands on my shoulders, which quickly throw me back down. I whimper, trying to kick. I feel the man above me, hovering over like a tower.

"Shh, babydoll. It'll be over soon,"

I instantly start kicking. He holds my small hands in one place and straddles my legs, his other hand feeling up and down my body. His touch felt so foreign; so nasty.

I begin to cry. I feel him trying to take my bra off. I feel exposed. I feel vulnerable. I feel sick.

"Shh, stop crying. It'll only hurt for a little while."

His voice is raspy. I feel the burning in my throat as I continue to stream tears down my face. I suddenly feel lips to mine, and I instantly bite as hard as I can.

"Fuck!" He cusses rather loudly. I feel him sit back up. He lets go of my hands and I can see him bring one up to his lip.

I try to push him off of me. He does nothing but laugh.

"Stop! You're not gonna win, baby. Just relax."

I feel my hands once again being held down. I feel his lips connect to my neck this time, feeling his warm breath on my skin.

"I knew I was taking a risk when I paid so much for you, but damn, I didn't know you were going to be so fiesty."

"Get off-" I manage to mumble. He ignores me.

I feel him leaning forward and upwards to get to the back of my neck. With this opportunity, I jolt my free leg up, making direct contact with this manhood.

He immediately jumps backwards. I am relieved to feel the pressure off of my body, and immediately regather my half naked body at the head of the bed. I curl up, scared of what was to happen next.

"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck," he repeats once again. I know it hurt. And I'm glad it did.

After a few seconds he sits back up. I expect him to do something to me, but he rather goes over to the side of the room. I see his shadow put on his underwear as he grabs his stuff.

He opens the door. I see a man on the other side, guarding it.

"I want my money back."

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After the man left, I was left alone. I had managed to gain the strength to get up and walk around.

I soon realized I was in what appeared to be a motel-like room. One bed, no furniture, and an empty bathroom with only a shower and toilet.

I hear nothing but yelling coming from the other side of the door. I can hear the man's utter anger as he cussed, letting the guard know how upset he was on his purchase.

"You can't do anything with that doll! I want my money back, right fucking now."

"Sir, we can't-"

"Can't my ass! I paid for this doll and a good time. All I got was blue balls and a busted lip. You're lucky I didn't fucking strangle her. Give me my money back, or I won't hesitate to go back in there and take care of her myself."

I inhale sharply.

After that, I don't hear anything else but the sound of footsteps getting fainter and fainter. Once I think that they are gone, I sprint towards the door. I sigh heavily once I feel no give to the locked handle.

"Shit-" I mumble, feeling the tears start to make their way back.

I lean up against the door. I slide down, putting my head in my hands. I allow the tears to run down my cheeks, because as of right now, that's the only thing that makes me feel human.

I was almost raped. I was almost forced to sleep with a guy that paid money for me. And the worst part about it is, people know. They do this for a living. Girls here get raped every single day and night and what do they care about? The income.

It isn't long that I am left alone with my thoughts; I hear footsteps coming back my way. I hear the door rattle as the lock clicks, and I hurriedly stand up. As the door swings open I see nothing but two figures. This time, they look different. Two different men.

I instantly know I am in trouble.

They say nothing as they grab my arm rather harshly. I wince and let out a little groan as the pain shoots through my arm.

"Are you fucking shitting me? We lost one of our top buyers because of you!"

I feel a sharp pain go through my cheek.

I feel myself fall back onto the bed. I grab my stinging cheek and squint my eyes.

"You cost us almost nine fucking grand!" The yelling continues. I look up and see the shadow pacing back and forth around the room.

"Z is going to absolutely kill me."

I sit there, not knowing what would come next.

"Chloroform her."

I hear shuffling and suddenly, I feel a hand on my mouth. I feel a pair of big hands cover my lower face with a rag, and I instantly try to break free from the grasp.

The last thing I see is the faint sight of green eyes glaring down on me, feeling him grip tighter as my vision became blurred.

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a/n
shit is about to hit the fan oh no