Sam is pretty ordinary

“Come on, don’t be shy. Tell us a bit about yourself, dear”

Sam licked her lips nervously, “Umm, my name’s Sam and I’m 20 years old. There’s nothing particularly special about me, I was just about to go back to university before I ended up here…” She trailed off.

The auctioneer nodded, “I guess that’s all. Well, we have a lovely young woman who can be molded to your liking fairly easily it seems! We’ll just have our lovely accountant type up what to start your bidding at…”

“400 futa coins…”

“You heard it ladies, 400 futa coins to start!”

Sam watched bewilderedly as the women began shouting their bids, eventually settling to a bid of 1380 futa coins.

She noticed that the very rich women began to bid around the 500 futa coin mark.

“Sold for 1380 futa coins to our lovely—!”

A very short chapter, but the first two will always serve to establish the background of Sam, how much she will be sold for and to who.