Fear.
I could feel it. My heart thumping heavily inside my chest. Sweat, dripping down my forehead. Every thought in my head rushing by a mile a minute. All these sensations mixed into one explanation: I was afraid.
There I was kneeling in a metal cage, my hands cuffed behind my back, a bit gag firmly placed in my mouth, and my red collar locked around my neck. I could feel the vehicle I was riding in moving along the road. Its tires occasionally hitting speed bumps, rocks, and other things as it speeds towards our destination. One that I have no idea where it is or what to expect from this.
I suspect that it was only a few hours ago that I was back at my Birth Master's Stable. I was safe, cuddled up to my sister slave and doing our daily duties and training sessions. Then, without warning, I was ripped from my bed and trussed up and caged before being placed in a truck.
No goodbyes, no clothing, no nothing. I was just taken. Just like that my whole world changed.
My eyes slowly fluttered open, despite it being almost completely dark in the cargo area of the truck, I looked around as best I could. Trying to see if there was anything to tell me what was going on. The truck had finally stopped moving with a lurch and the engine turned off with a creak and groan.
There was silence for a little bit before a loud thud occurred, signaling that the driver of the truck left the front cab. Loud boot steps on pavement echoed off what I'm guessing was the walls of a building and traveled into my ears. Suddenly, loud clangs started in front of me in the darkness and through some slight lighting, I could see shadows at the bottom of the door.
"All right pretty girl, let's get you checked in and ready for auction," A man with a scraggly beard and a tall, muscled figure said as he threw open the cargo door. A large metal contraption, a dolly I think they're called, was wheeled in front of me and my small, confining cage was loaded onto it.