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.
'Auction!?' My eyes widened and my breathing quickened as I realized that today was the day that I was being prepared for my whole life. The day I have been dreading since I was first told my future tasking as a Red Girl. A whimper escaped my mouth, muffled by the gag of course.
There were guys all around, most of them stopped and looked at me as I was wheeled further into the building. A chip reader scanned my cage and the guy pulled my cage off the dolly.A jingle of keys later and the cage door was opened. Another man walked over holding a chain leash, which he clipped to my collar and led me out of the cage.
'This is hard, climbing out with my hands cuffed behind my back,' I grumbled in my head as I stumbled and wobbled off my knees and out of the cage. The new man then proceeded to drag me over to a poll that had attachments hanging above for my wrists. Which he promptly secured. Since I was short it caused me to lean upwards on my tip toes. With a click, my leash was released and my collar attached to the pole with a hook. I was officially awaiting check in into an Auction House.
"Now, let's see here, 'Vixen Claire', this is your name?' The man asked me, his piercing golden eyes watching me as he awaited my response. I had no choice but to nod my answer as I was still gagged. With a smirk on his face, he turned to a computer he had pulled over. He then began to type away at the keys and produced a hand scanner and reached over for my tag on my collar. A beep later and my SLV# was entered into the system.