She chooses slavery

Katja tried to give herself time to come to her senses. If it had not been for her obsession with finding Missy, she wouldn't be in this situation right now. But why was she obsessed with Missy? She started soul searching, recalling Missy's sexy smile, and all the times she had seen the beautiful girl naked in the showers. Missy was indeed a looker, and it made Katja hot just to think about her. Maybe this is why she put herself in danger? Maybe she wanted to be the heroine who rescued the princess of her desires? She shook her head as if trying to shake out cobwebs.

"Got an answer for us, or not? If not, we'll give you an answer" the man with the goatee said. He menaced over her, his huge cock pulsing on her pubic mound.

"Please, can you tell me about my friend Missy first? I really need to know what you did with her. Is she sold?" Katja found the courage to ask.

Goatee man looked at her, and smiled. "You asked so nicely. I love a woman who has manners, and doesn't demand things. You know your place, and that's good. However, your friend Missy didn't know. She fought us all the way, and so we have some friends showing her the error of her ways. Erika will soon have her trained and ready for auction. So what's your choice?" For some reason, he knew he didn't have to ask, but he wanted to hear Katja say it. He could see how her face lit up as he told her about Missy.

"I want to be sold, just like Missy." Katja gulped hard, and waited. "I'd like to be sold with her, if it's possible." Maybe, just maybe they would figure out a way to escape together. That was her biggest hope now. But first she had to make sure Missy was all right. If nothing else, they would be together.

The man with the goatee laughed, and held up two fingers in a V. "I get it now." He stuck his tongue in between his open fingers and licked. He smiled down at Katja. "You don't have to say another word. We'll make sure you two are sold as a package deal." He thrust his penis back into his jeans, and zipped up. "Come on, Joe. Let's escort her to the cells. We have a reunion to witness."