They track you down

The two of you shiver underneath these tree roots as the sounds of the slavers stamping around the forest continually get closer. You hear at least one man pass over the hill behind you, thankfully continuing on without turning your way.

Just when the two of you think the worst of it might have passed, however, you hear a gruff voice a few meters ahead of you. "Why 'ello there," he begins, slowly stepping towards you with a toothy grin. "I knew I seen a pretty lady earliah, but today's mah lucky day, I get two of ya." The two of you don't respond, instead just holding each other as close as ever while he creeps closer to you. Even if there was an obvious direction for you to make another break for it, the sword he has by now pulled from its scabbard freezes the two of you in fear.

He now stands over over you, a lustful glee in his eyes as he ogles your shivering, nude forms. "Over 'ere! I got 'em!" he shouts to his comrades, who you can soon hear converging on your location. "I saw ya first, I caught ya first, I get to do whatevah I want wit' ya first," he mumbles to himself.

"You can't do this, we aren't slaves!" Siora barks back at him.

"No bitch evah gon' tell me 'ow tah do mah job," he sneers at her. "At least wit'out consequences," he adds as he crouches down, almost whispering in her ear. With a hearty laugh he reaches down and gropes her small, firm breast, visibly getting glee from the uncomfortable squirming he forces out of her.

"We aren't some **** bitches you can just sell!" she spouts back, mustering all the defiance she can to try (and fail) to swat his hand away.

"Now you's a smaht 'un," he continues, giving her nipple a little pinch before straightening back up but never looking away from the two of you. "It's true dat you's dun 'ave **** paypahwork. But you's dun' 'ave anythin' sayin' you's ain't slaves eithah. We's can't sell ya, but we can keep ya." He stops dramatically and looks Siora right in the eyes before continuing. "We's professionals. We don' touch da merchandise. But you's ain't merchandise. You said so yahself."

He laughs again as he's joined by two of his comrades. "See's, I told ya's so, we's gots us two new bitches heah," he brags. "Dun' forget, I gots dibs."