It's late at night and I want to get home quickly so I can meet me and my boyfriend can have sex. It will be my first time and he says that it will be amazing. My music blasts through my headphones, just like the cold blasts through my coat as I quicken my pace, excited. I even cleanly shaved my pussy for him and I hope he will like it.
I live in a small house surrounded by other small houses with my housemates but they're all out tonight, it is a Friday after all, making it perfect for the two of us. The street's a bit darker than the main street as there's less streetlights, so I turn on my torch on my phone, to make sure I don't trip on some random object as I walk through the darkness.
A crash interrupts my music. I pull out my headphones. What was that? Must have been a cat knocking something over, right? I shine my light in the direction of the noise. It's a small alleyway at the back of the houses, connecting the back gardens to the alleyway where all the cars go past. I start to walk away but something stops me. A noise, no a voice. A girls voice.
She comes running round the corner, crying, grabbing my coat and pulling me into the alley. I grab her shoulders and tell her to calm down.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
"No" she sobs, "It's my brother, he's collapsed. Please I need your help!"
"I'll call an ambulance."
"Please just come and check on him, I don't know what to do." She hysterically cries, tugging me further into the alley. I follow along, calling on the first aid course I took last month at work. There's a man lying face down on the ground.
"Sir?" I ask, crouching down so I'm nearer to him. "What happened to him?" I look up and ask the girl.
A jolt of electricity stabs my side and I look back to the man, who is clearly fine and is shoving a taser into my ribs. Shit that hurts. My arms, my legs, my mouth are all stuck, frozen by the electricity. I begin to get light headed, black spots consuming my vision. I fall to the ground as my legs fail me, black like the sky being all I see as I fall into unconsciousness.
I wake up, my hands tied above my head to what seems to be a water pipe. I am hanging by my hands with the worst hangover of my life. My head is pounding like a nightclub at New Years. A cold blast of water wakes me from my drowsiness. I look up to see the same man holding a hose. Brilliant. My coat has been taken off me and I am wearing my work clothes: a pair of plain trousers and a white blouse, now soaked showing my nipples through the thin blouse.
"Hello sleeping beauty. I am going to uncuff you and when I do you are going to strip and put this on while I stand outside. When you're done, knock on the door and I'll let you out. You have 60 seconds or else I'm going to come in here and lets just say you will not have a pleasant time. Oh, and if you try running I will strip you myself and you will not enjoy it. Understood?"
I nod, knowing that I need to get my bearings before I try anything to escape. He comes over and uncuffs me, getting a little too close for comfort, his hand lingering over my breast and his hot breath running down my neck. I massage my wrists as the door to the room clicks shut.
Shit. The room is a windowless box, no way out. I look down at what he has given me to wear. Well at least it suits me, it goes well with my green eyes and blonde hair. Laid out in front of me is a laced, sea green matching lingerie set, with tanga bottoms that shows off my stunning ass and a bra that cups my breasts perfectly. Terrified of what he will do to me if I take too long I quickly strip and change into the matching set.
He comes back in, smiling wickedly at me. He looks me up and down, his eyes lingering over my tits and pussy.
"Cleanly shaved" he notes, my face turning red, "I love it." He walks over to me and I back away. I keep moving away from him. I hit the wall. Shit, I'm cornered. He puts his hands either side of my head, trapping me with his body. His hot breath is all I feel, I look up into his eyes and all I see is lust.
"You are probably the most beautiful girl I have ever seen here. Shame I can't buy you myself and enjoy you. Oh well, I can do this though." He takes his hand and strokes my inner thigh, making his way up towards my pussy. A shiver of pleasure goes through me as he strokes my pussy lips, exposing how wet I am, my body betraying me.
"Oh you're loving this, wet slut". He sticks a finger up into my tight pussy, causing me to cry out. I've never had a finger this far into me and he knows it,
"Looks like we have a virgin here, well isn't this just amazing. Hot and a virgin, you are going to make me a lot of money tonight." He slips his finger out, ordering me to open my mouth and he slips the finger in. I taste my own sweet pussy juice and it makes me even wetter.
What does he mean by me taking money for him? Is he a pimp? What is he going to do to me? He tugs me out of the room, down a long corridor that smells like sex. I hear other girls moaning and crying around me, he's tugging me towards a door at the end of the dark corridor. Fuck what's will he do to me? He stops just before the door, shoving me to the ground. I'm on my hands and knees and he slaps my ass, the noise echoing off the walls. He grabs a green collar off of the wall, attaching it around my neck with a matching lead.
He opens the door and tugs me into a brightly lit room, surrounded by people, mainly men, in masks applauding. He smiles at them, announcing the selling will begin very soon. Selling? What the fuck? Great, I'm being sold as a sex slave. He brings me to the centre of the walkway, grabbing me by my neck and dragging me up so I am standing. He puts an arm around my neck, detaching the lead and pushing me forward into the bright spotlight. I look around, blinded by the light, making out some figures from the crowd.
"Tonight we have an hot young bitch, just for your pleasure. And it gets even better, she's a virgin." The crowd murmurs to each other, and you can tell they are excited about me.
"Bidding starts at £100,000!"