Mila breathed heavily as she felt someone pull her up from where she was sitting. She was blindfolded and had no idea where she was. The last thing she remembered was the men that kidnapped her dressing her. They said it was her turn to go to a highest bidder. Whatever that meant. They had drugged her and then took her here. She fought against them slightly as they pulled her onto what appeared to be a stage. She heard a few ooo's and ahh's as she heard a curtain come up. They were selling them as slaves and she didn't know what she was going to do. There was no way out. "What we have now is a young woman who needs someone who is willing to break her. She is fresh if you know what i mean." A man said, getting a chuckle from the audience. Mila winced as they pulled the blindfold from her. She fought against the guy, hearing the people starting to bid. She frowned when she heard someone get her for almost a half a million dollars. She looked over seeing the couple that got her. Mila winced when she felt a needle shoved into her neck. The room blurred as she faded and passed out.
Mila awoke in a small cage in a basement with an older man in front of her. She screamed against the gag in her mouth as she tried to move away from him, there was no room to move away though. It appeared to be the size of a dog kennel. She looked up as he spoke, "My son is going to love playing with you. He loves feisty women and now you are his." He said, laughing. Mila watched as he walked up the stair, leaving her in the dim basement. She looked around, seeing what appeared to be sex toys and torture weapons. What was happening to her. She had never even had sex and now she was being thrown into this. Mila began to cry as she thought about what was going to happen. She looked up, seeing the door open. She saw a new pair of shoes coming down the stairs. He looked like an asshole, he just had that look on his face. Tattoos covered his arms and he looked like he was going to hurt someone. She tried to move again and only found another wall of the cage.
Rory sat at his desk in his office and sighed as he looked through the internet. He had finally found a escort that he found good enough for him. He needed someone to help him right now. He had been suffering from his multiple personality disorder for years now and his other personality really needed some sexual release. He had explained to the girl what he needed. He needed a submissive that was willing to do a lot of freaky shit. He looked up from his computer, hearing his doorbell. He made his way downstairs, opening the door. The girl in front of him was gorgeous. "Victoria?" He asked. He smiled when she said that's who she was. "Come in." He said, letting her in. "I trust you remember what we had discussed earlier?" He asked. He walked with her to the living room and sat down. "I need to know that you are not going to tell anyone of this relationship. It would be bad business." He said.
He leaned back against his chair, "There is another request i must ask. I would like you to live here at all times. I'm willing to give you a room and of course a larger sum of money than we had discussed." He said as he opened the case he had on the table, revealing the money. "You must know that when we do engage in these sexual acts that you have to be ready for anything." He said.
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