Lil description- every year there is an international day called "auction day" where 'masters' auction off there slaves. Toni is 19 and has been in this system for two years. Cheryl Blossom is a very successful, and rich woman. And only at the age of 22. Cheryl goes to the auction and takes an interest in Toni.
There won't be smut or anything like that.
THIS IS NOT SEXUALIZED
ITS NOT MEANT TO BE RACIST
THIS IS JUST TONI FINDING SAFETY IN CHERYL AFTER BEING TREATED ‼️TERRIBLY‼️
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Toni's pov:
Today's the day. Auction day. It will be my third time going through it and I am not excited, no one ever is. They sell you off to get abused, raped, and used for whatever your 'master' wants. I was taken away from my family two years ago and thrown into the system. I live in a completely different state than them now. I miss my little sister the most.
"Hurry up slut! I don't got all day" my master, David, calls out to me from the bottom stairs.
David is the worst. I just wish I could get out, but I know that's probably not happening.
"I'm ready" I whispered to him when I got downstairs.
"Great can't wait to get rid of you"
He always makes me feel bad about myself.
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I'm now backstage of the auction auditorium. All the girls had to put on a short, tight dress and heels. I hope my new master isn't as bad as David was.
Cheryl's pov:
I'm sitting in the audience of the auction auditorium, waiting. It's my first time being at one of these and I'm very excited. Not to use or hurt the 'slave' I get, but to save him or her and make sure they feels safe.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 2020 slave auction!" The man in a black suit standing at the podium says, causing everyone to applaud him.
They brought the slaves out onto the stage. There was a lot of them. They were all smiling but they were obviously forced.
About twenty minutes had passed and they were down to the last five slaves. Three girls and two boys. I was looking over them, until my eyes landed on a small, petite, and beautiful slave. She had on a tight black dress with matching heels, and she was the only one that wasn't smiling. She looked miserable to say the least.
"Antoinette Topaz!" The man in black says.
That's when she walked up to the podium.
"Starting at 5000 dollars!"
I stand up and lock eyes with her. That's when I knew for sure.
"5000!" I called out.
"5000 over here, anyone up for 6000?" He calls out.
I look around the room when I see a middle aged man stand up.
"6000" looks like I have some competition.
