Virginity Bought

Chapter 11

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Option.

We all believe we have options in our lives and we do but we also have those options taken away from us at moments in time.

I was in that circumstance right now, ropes around my hand held by chains connected to the floor. Interfering with my blood flow as it gets tighter every time I even simply tugged at it. In clothes so revealing I am disgusted with myself and disappointed to allow them so easily to put me in it but what could I do?

Be brave like Vinson and argue, fight, and upset my abductors until they kill me? Thinking on it now I believe no matter a situation, we all have options but some are bad and some good in there own way.

I could choose the option to yell and fight which would possibly result in a beating to half my life or straight-up death or the option I didn't know I even chose to begin with - going along with what they want to stay alive and possibly manage to escape in the future. It was far-fetched, the escape but who are we without hope and faith at some point in our lives?

Let's not forget, that I still feel this unsettling feeling in my stomach at how cooperative Vinson suddenly becomes after his display of disobedience since the very beginning. I believe I'm not the only one suspicious of his sudden obedience because the top dog has been eyeing him since the curtain got pulled open, waiting for him to even put a foot out of place to put him back in place.

One by one the boys were bid and bought by different kind of owner. Most of the little, cute crying one got bought by the sadistic fuckers who either lick their lips like they just bought a tasty meal or grin, eyes showing their evil intentions while showing off their toys of belts, whips, and ropes. Boys were dragged of harshly when they refuse to step down to be claim and others were either to scared to move or just fainted. The sight was gut-wrenching truly and I had to close my eyes a few times wishing I had the power to close my ears too because their scream is way worse.

How could people do this?

I always thought I could never encounter people worse than people like Jack but I was wrong. These people made Jack look like a sweet husband, like a knight in armor, a prince on a horse and sadly I wish I didn't give the guy such a hard time. Because, maybe, and just maybe I would not be here.
Thinking on that, I realize that it is very unlikely because the guy who took me seemed to have been following me and either way would have taken me wherever I went.

He was the guy in the expensive suit I passed after leaving Gab's apartment.

Oh, Gabs. I am assuming that she was worried sick when I did not show up but what could she do?
File a missing person report for someone who shouldn't even be in this state, who doesn't exist in this state, and then what if she did? My father would be, if he's alive, the person they reach out to to see if I have returned home instead of being missing. And then my father will know I am still alive. I shiver on stage thinking about that instead of what's going on right now but I already shivered from this so I guess that counts.

When it reached Vinson, it got silent as they stared at him. As I said, he's a very attractive male, even though he acted obedient he still kneeled proudly and was strong. He had muscles in all the right places and was the tallest of us all by a few inches. He was probably like five/ten or five/eleven but he could be taller for all I know. As I said I'm assuming here.
His uncovered chest is his focal point which is why he wears pants and leaves above bare to the eyes but I think he has nice toned legs too. They place a small chain around his neck, why? I don't know. I guess it made him look more manly and to increase his sex appeal maybe or - or - or- or I don't know.

"Budding starts at $50,000." My eyes widen because usually they start at $30,000 and the least $10,000.

"$50,000," one man said in his little mic who was staring Vinson down. I guess he didn't like that Von kneeled so proudly and showed no sign of submission. He's one of those sadistic freaks, I hope he doesn't get picked by him and the guy looks young too so it's not like Vinson could try to kill the ugly mug.

He wasn't even fucking ugly.

"$60,000," another said causing eyes turn to a guy, everyone openly surprising. Some even gasp if he doesn't or has not bid before.

"$70,000," the guy continued as did the other until they reached within the hundred thousand and the room was silent with only the two guys continuing to outbid each other.

"One million," the guy seemed to have become fed up with this back and forth. "And anything he says I'll top it." The other guy glared annoyed. The bidder looks between both men staring at each other, the one who lost glaring.

"Sold to Mr. Valdosta," and slam the hammer to seal it.

"Now the other starts at $60,000," and so it continues for me too. I was shocked at how a lot of people were gunning for little old me. I watch the guy who bought Vinson communicate with another guy like he's his friend then the guy stares at him suspiciously and nods.

"I'll top whatever anyone says. So if Jerry curls here say $70,000. I say $80,000. If Bob the builder says $100.000. I say $200.000," he turned and pointed at a really fat guy old guy "And if 'death waiting to happen' over here says half a million then I say a full million," he turned to face the person on the stage doing the bidding, "got it Ralph and where's Felix?" The guy jokes and the other glare at him with hate "my bad my bad," he holds his hand up in surrender sitting back down.

"Fucking sold!" The guy slam the hammer so hard it broke and he continue to glare with such hatred at the guy who bought me. "That is it for the night. Tomorrow is a better day," he didn't even care and walked away right after slamming a door behind him when he was finally off stage.

We were all gathered and tagged in a hallway waiting for our new owners to pick us up one by one until just Vinson and I were left. I tried to reach out to him numerous times since we were the only ones left to be picked up.

"I hope to see you again one day," I said finally accepting that he won't answer me. I look away preparing myself for the life I have to live now and how I could possibly escape.

"I can't see why. I'm like trigonometry remember." My head snapped over to him surprised that he actually spoke to me. "I hope you know that there is no knight to come save you Fairytales. Be your own knight or die." I held my breath at his words because they were right.

Definitely not the fairytales part though. Why would he call me that?

"I will." I smile and nod grateful. Finally, they enter together in expensive suits and stare us down until the troublemaker guy earlier shatters the silence.

"He's so hot and then he's so adorable," he points to Von then me, and I look away at his compliment while Von meets their eyes head-on.

They whisper a few times together then nod simultaneously before approaching us, they both grip our arms pulling us in opposite directions. I stare at Vinson who stares at me as we finally disappear around corners and I sigh as tears roll down my cheeks.

"Good luck Vinson" I whisper.

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