Corrupted custom decide to sell you

You can tell from her tone that she's frantic and doesn't know what to do. You start to panic as well, realizing that you're in a foreign country, unable to communicate, and completely at the mercy of whoever has found you.

As the woman and her colleagues try to figure out what to do with you, you try to signal to them that you need help. You struggle against your restraints, hoping that someone will realize that you're not here willingly.

But it's no use. The language barrier and your bondage make it impossible to communicate. You're trapped in a foreign country, with no idea how to get back home.

As you struggle against your restraints, the woman and her colleagues seem to be discussing something in hushed tones. You can't understand what they're saying, but their tone makes you uneasy.

Suddenly, one of the men turns to you and starts to speak in broken English.

"You, ponygirl. Good price. We sell you to highest bidder."

Your heart sinks as you realize what's happening. These people have no intention of helping you. They see you as nothing more than a commodity to be sold to the highest bidder.

You try to resist, to fight back, but you're too tightly bound and gagged. The men start to examine you closely, running their hands over your latex-covered body and find out that you are futunari.

After what feels like an eternity, they seem satisfied with their inspection. The woman in uniform hands them a wad of cash, and they start to drag you away.

You struggle against them, trying to break free, but it's no use. You're completely at their mercy.