The Auction

"It'll only hurt for a second, and then it'll feel amazing," he whispered, lips brushing against my ear.

Sharply inhaling, I gazed into his eyes, searching for comfort. For the promise that I didn't have to do this.

It never came.

He sighed, sensing my hesitation. "I'll make it good for you, Maeve. I promise."

Shaking, slightly terrified of the next few hours, I gave a quick, tiny nod.

He smirked. "Well, then." He smashed his mouth against mine.

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Thousands of years ago, men took over the world. They became "Master's" of women, where one man would rule a household of twenty women and however many children those women birthed for him. Living as slaves, those women served the Master in any way he wanted: in food, in laundry, in cleaning, in children, in sex.

Women lost all their rights and opinions when the Auction began. The Auction served as a way to trade and sell slaves, where men as young as sixteen and women as young as fourteen would attend. The men would buy and sell their slaves, while the women lived as the slaves that were bought and sold.

Maeve was a sixteen year old woman, and her father decided that it was time for her to attend the Auction, where she would be bought by another man who she would live with and serve for the rest of her life.

That is, unless she escaped.