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Chapter 22 by amnisac amnisac

Tomorrow

You are sold

You are awoken by the bandit leader pulling you out of bed. He leads you and Leah back downstairs, and through the now empty tavern. As you leave the inn your eyes take a moment to adjust to the orange glowing of the sunrise. You walk through the cobbled streets, your bare feet occasionally stabbed by a loose pebble. After a short walk through the winding streets you arrive at what you can assume is the market that the leader mentioned last night. A large square surrounded by tall wooden houses and all around you illegal merchants are setting up their shops, raising colored canopies to shield their goods from the sun. The bandit leader pushes you and Leah through the market, passing by stands full of knives, potions, traps, and other nefarious goods.

You eventually come up to a large crowd gathered around a raised wooden platform, and your stomach churns as you see what is on it. Several women of different races are standing with their hands bound behind their backs, and their naked bodies in full display. To their left is a hefty man wearing very colorful silk garb and holding a parchment and quill. You are **** up a small set of stairs and approach the fat slaver.

“Ah, Calder. You've arrived just in the nick of time!” The man raises his head from his parchment to greet the bandit leader who has you bound. “Just these two? You've had a slow week?”

“On the contrary, Gox, these are prime whores. I picked them up in a daemon's lair.” Calder answers with a bragging tone.

“Oh my, and what magnificent creatures they are! Do you ladies have names?”

“Leah.” She answers obediently, her mind seems far more shattered by the daemon than yours.

“I am Sister Sabine, of the Burning Rose!” You bellow, standing tall and straight.

“Oooh my!” Gox, the fat slaver bounces with glee. “What a rare find Calder, a Burning Rose paladin! It's a shame she has been deflowered by a daemon, but I'm sure she will still net you quite a pretty penny.” He hastily scribbles something onto his parchment, and motions for Calder to bring you and Leah onto the stage.

Curses. You hopped them learning you were of the Burning Rose would intimidate them, not make you even more desirable. Calder grabs onto your cuffs and attaches a chain to them, you tug on it and find it is nailed directly onto the sturdy wooden platform. He then rips off you and Leah's blanket, revealing your toned body to the crowd of **** owners. You can almost feel their eyes gazing at you, and their mouths watering.

Gox reaches behind his back and produces a large golden bell, then ecstatically rings it. The clanging of the bell echos through the market square, and the crowd around the platform quiets down, though everyone else continues about their business.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome, welcome! We have quite the selection for you this week, so let's get right to it!” Gox's voice screeches as he speaks.

Gox then begins to describe the first woman to be sold. She is a black curly haired, dark-skinned girl. Her body is about average, and her breasts are on the small side. Gox announces a starting price of 50 gold, a very small sum for a human being. The woman stares defiantly into the distance as the crowd begins to shout bids. The price only climbs up to 200 gold before Gox rings his bell, and scribbles something down on his parchment. He then continues down the line of women, each going for about the same price.

Eventually he comes to Leah. “Now, ladies and gents, these last two are a rare breed indeed. Each of these sultry young ladies have been broken in by a daemon!” The crowd shuffles and whispers to themselves as they hear this. “With that in mind, I will be starting the bid for this first young lady for one thousand gold. Do we have a bidder?”

The crowd erupts with bids, each person nearly tripping over themselves to outbid the last. Leah's price quickly rises to 7,000 gold, then to 8,000. The bids begin to slow down at this point, and Gox starts to reach for his bell to announce his winner when someone deep in the middle of the crowd shouts.

“ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND FOR THE TWO OF THEM!” Everyone in the crowd gasps and looks around trying to find the source of the bid. You also try to crane your head to find the person.

“Oh my! Unprecedented! Unimaginable! Unforeseen! Ladies and gentleman we have a winner for these two rare ladies.” Gox seems overjoyed as he writes on his parchment. “Everyone with a winning bid please come up and claim your goods!”

The crowd begins to disperse, many of them with disappointed expressions on their faces. Five others approach the platform and begin to converse with Gox, handing him satchels likely filled with gold. They then retrieve the woman they purchased, and lead them away. Only you and Leah remain, and you look over to see someone talking with Gox. The person who purchased you, and is going to use you in who knows what kinds of ways...

Who owns you now?

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