The Biding Begins (Solo)

[Katie]

Katie and the rest of the slaves were all rolled into the city, taken right past all of the slobbering men, and directly to what seemed like the center of the town. Their current master came around and opened the gate to the small trailer and said "Alright, come on out and stand in line." Each of them came out, none of them wanting to be there, and only clothed with their collars, cuffs, and thin white robes. The air was cold and terrible, the six of them stood together trying to stay warm, each of them were from a different race. There was a Kelvic Leopard, a beautiful Vantha, an Inarta, an Etheafal, and a Symenestra, then there was Katie. She didn't know why her master had such a taste for the different species, but he pulled the Symenestra aside first. He took hold of her robe, stood her on a balcony, and began taking offers, "Who here will take this wonderful writer?" She was indeed a great writer, capable of taking notes on everything you say and keeping it readable. It was so demeaning however, none of them were truly being sold for their abilities, they were being sold based on their appearance. The group fell smaller and smaller, each of them barely making a price of a thousand miza apiece. Finally Katie's turn came, eyes were all fixed on her, an introduction wasn't even made before the first man yelled out for 500 gold mizas. This was very typical, eventually her price would reach a thousand like the rest, but it would take a little time. Almost none of the men seemed like they were kind, most seemed to be looking for the same as the others. Katie's hope began to fade as she fell into a day dream, a dream of freedom, a life outside of this hell.

[Katie]

Men continued to call out, her owner displeased with all of them, not a single one making it as high as he had hoped to sell her for. So far the highest bid was around 950 golden mizas, but this wasn't even enough for Katie's master to repeat to the crowd. He walked up to her, grabbed hold of her robes, and pulled them down, revealing her entire body to the crowd. Cold air rushed across her bare body, she began to shiver from the feeling, and suddenly more and more bids were getting called out. "1,000!" "1,300!" "1,450!" More and more offers, the space between each worth continued to grow, it had been some time since she had seen this type of madness. Most masters didn't expose her like this man did, but there were still those who would to gain a huge profit. "2,500!" More men began to crowd around, each drooling like pigs awaiting their next meal. This whole site was truly sickening, were there no men with honor or respect in this world? No one willing to help a slave become free and live a life they deserve?