Try to break free. If I don't do it now, who knows who will buy me?

I knew immediately that I had to break free, and now was probably my last chance. Beyond that door would be the end for my freedom.

Wildly shaking, I managed to shake free of my captor's grip, and I took off for the exit.

"Grab that bitch!" Screamed the smaller of the two men. There was no way they would catch up to me, though. I managed to fit a hell of a lot of exercise into my heavy courseload.

I burst through the exit... and ran into the chest of a huge man, stumbling to the ground. "oomph!"

The man picked me up by my bound arms and carried me back towards the door. My face went cold as I realized that I was about to sold. No way I would go down without a fight. I started flailing my legs madly, hoping to hit the fucker in the crotch. "Let go of me, you freaks! There's no way you'll get away with this. I know my parents are already looking for me."

But, they ignored me, and threw open the mysterious door. I could here the murmers of a large crowd, and I saw a spotlight shining on a stage. "What the fuck are you doing? LET ME GO NOW!"

The man on the stage turned towards me and spoke into his microphone.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! It looks like we have our next item for sale!" The man was clearly the emcee of this event.

"Fuck you, asshole! Help me! All of you, don't you have any sympathy?" The only response from the crowd were laughs.

My current captor attached my wrist cuffs to a hook hanging above the stage. The hook rose, leaving me ten feet in the air, gazing at the audience.