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"More," Cassie said simply, having forgotten all about trying to escape. The redhead turned the page.

The woman in the picture knelt in a room with other women, all of them wearing sexy lingerie. They stared at a TV screen as something played. "The girl made friends with other girls. They had all been bad, but now they were all happy slaves."

Cassie beamed, massaging the redhead's panties. "Cassie is a happy ****."

The redhead stared into her eyes. "Rachel is a happy ****."

The blonde looked at them, and her face lit up. "Jessica is a happy ****, too."

The cute brunette blinked, her eyes still dazed. "Sandy is a happy ****?"

Cassie nodded. "Sandy is a happy ****, too."

Jessica and Sandy crawled toward them, and the four curled up together, their half-naked bodies sliding against each other as they admired the book. It was the best book in the world. Rachel turned the page.

The women posed at auction in their lingerie, while men bid on them. "The slaves were sold, and they loved and obeyed their new masters. They had never been happier. The End."

Cassie was so excited. The nice men would sell her, and she would love and obey her new master. "Read it again."

The End