Yes, she tells them what happened.

Ashley took a deep breath, readying herself for what she was about to tell them. "Mom, dad. I need to tell you something that happened today."

"What is it dear?" Her mother asked. Ashley could hear the worry in her voice. It wasn't often that Ashley began conversations in this manner, so they must have known that something was wrong. Her mother took her hands in her own. Ashley proceeded to explain what had happened earlier that day. How she, and Theodore had spent the whole afternoon trying to find a way out of this, but that they could not find any way out. Tomorrow it was very likely that she would no longer be a free woman.

"So there is nothing we can do to stop this?" Her father asked. He had turned off the TV when he had realized the gravity of what his daughter was telling them.

"It doesn't seem that way." Ashley answered, her voice cracking. "I'm scared dad, Bruce is not a nice boy."

"You are sure there is no way out of this?" He asked again.

"No. Like I told you, we looked at everything. Can we please not talk about that?"

"I'm sorry dear. I just wanted to make sure we have turned every stone."

He stood up, and started to walk away. Mumbling under his breath while doing so.

"Where are you going honey?" Ashley's mother asked him.

"I... I need to do something." He said, begrudingly.

"Can't it wait? Our daughter needs us now. Whatever you think you need to do, she needs us more right now."

"I'm sorry, but it. It can't wait. I need to do this right now." He said as he left the room for the small room where they had the family computer.

"What was that about?" Ashley asked her mother, her sadness enveloping her as her father left her after hearing her tell them both that she was about to lose her freedom forever. She hugged her mother tightly, feeling her embrace tighten around herself Ashley cried onto her mother's shoulder. They stayed like this for so long that Ashley began to lose the track of time. She wanted to stay in her mother's embrace forever. Feeling exhausted Ashley lied down on the couch, placing her head in her mother's lap while she stroked her hair. The warm safetey of her mother made her relax, forget about what was to come the day after. Eventually Ashley fell asleep.

Ashley's eyes opened, looking up onto the familiar roof of her own room. I must have fallen asleep, she thought. She rolled out of bed, still wearing her jeans, and t-shirt from yesterday. Opening her door, she could hear voices from downstairs, glacning at her alarmclock she saw that the time was around quarter to 7, who would visit at this hour? she thought. Not bothering to change her clothes from yesterday she went downstairs to where the voices came from. Following the voices she entered the kitchen where she saw both her parents sitting at the table. Across from them sat an old man with a receding white hairline that she had never seen before. Who's that? She thought.

"Good morning." Ashley said sceptically.

She recieved no answer from this most basic greeting, and she could feel that there was an odd energy in the room.

"This is the girl?" The unknown man asked her father.

"Yes, this is our daughter Ashley."

"She is very pretty." The man said as he stood up. Ashley got a better look at the strange man's physique. He was of average height, had broad arms, and a bit of a beer gut.

"What's going on?" Ashley asked. "Who is this man?"

"This is Mr. Adam Wright. He is your owner, and you will be leaving with him." Her father said, not looking at her.

"What do you mean? I don't understand... Mom?" Ashley asked, now panicing. What have they done?

"He means just what he said, I own you now girl. Your dad just sold you to me." The old man chuckled.

"What?! You. You sold me. To him?" Ashley shouted at them."

"Please don't raise your voice Ashley." Her mother asked. "We had a talk last night when you fell asleep, and your father made a point that since there was no way out of your enslavement we had to act fast to get something out of it. Mr. Wright agreed to a fast deal without inspecting you first, and we had to take it."

"Look at him, he's old enough to be my father. No, he's old enough to yours." Ashley continued to yell.

"Please Ashley, it's not like you left us much choice. It was Mr. Wright's offer or nothing." Her father interveened.

"Please don't do this." Ashley begged them.

"It's already done, the money has been transferred, and the papers are signed. I own you now." the old man said, waving the paper that proved his ownership of her body.

Ashley stared blankly out into nothing. I was just beginning to come to terms with becoming Bruce's ****, and now this. At least Bruce has a good body.

"And now I want to see what I bought. Take of your clothes girl." Mr. Wright continued.

"No, please. Mom." Ashley looked at her parents for support.

"David, say something." Ashley's mother told her husband.

"We shouldn't interfere. Mr. Wright is in his full right to command his **** to undress. Ashley, I think you should do as your owner commands you." Ashley's father answered.

"Fuck you." Ashley told them off, she had never felt this kind of rage against her father before.

"You will take your clothes off now girl, or I will take them off for you." Mr. Wright said sternly.