masked strangers

Chapter one

Emily could feel her body become conscious as she heard the other slaves move around the room. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes as she sat up. She angrily wiped at the tears as she looked around the room as she watched the other slaves get ready for the auction, Putting on cheap makeup to make them look more desirable. For a moment she just sat there lost in thought. 'What kind of auction sold people? oh, that's right. The one that stole me right off the street at seven-teen years old' she finished the thought off.

Emily was knocked out of her thoughts as the door to the slave room came open and there stood the ring leader. Emily wasn't sure of her name, everyone around here called her that. The woman looked well put together. Her hair was blonde and curled to perfection along with her makeup. A chill ran down Emily's back as the ring master's eyes slowly ran over each girl, pointing her fingers to the ones that would be in tonight's auction then her eyes stopped on Emily's.

Emily barely held back a finch as the ringleader stepped up and cupped her cheek digging her fingernails into Emily's cheeks.

"Now Emily, I know you've been a bitch the last four auctions but today is a very important day and I need you to be on your best behavior. No doing anything stupid, okay?" The ringmaster questions as she digs her nails harder into Emily's cheeks. "Do I make myself clear?" She hissed through her gritted teeth.

Emily let out a whimper of fear and pain, nodding as the ringleader kept digging her nails in her cheeks before the ringleader let go once she was satisfied with Emily's answer. Emily watched with tears rolling down her cheeks as she left the room, her cheeks stinging with pain.

It was now hours later and Emily stood behind a curtain with nothing but a white lace bra and panties to match along with a full face of make-up. Her hair was slightly messy as she put up a fight when they tried to curl her hair. She stood there and couldn't help but wonder how her life took this much of a dramatic turn. Emily took a deep breath as she saw the large red curtain open and watched as the ring leader started calling girls up on the stage.

"Here we have our newest member Amber, She's 18 and quite feisty, but I'm sure we have a few brat tamers in here." The ringleader said into the microphone and everyone started to shout in agreement. "Starting bid on this one is 500 thousand dollars!" She continued as everyone started to bid

After a while of Emily daydreaming of the day she would finally escape this place, she finally hears her name being called to the front of the stage and snapped back to reality. She blinks slowly and begins to walk to the ringleader when two men grab her and drag her to the front where a blinding light shone in her eyes.

"Last but not least, this is Emily, she is 22 years old. She has strawberry blond hair and hazel eyes and stands at five foot three inches. She has been here for 5 years, don't let that stand in your way at bidding on this beautiful lady. She is very wild and loves to talk back but for the right master, she would be the perfect challenge for you if you have what it takes to break in a new toy. Starting bid is 700 thousand dollars!"

Emily stood there and tried to blink her tears away as she thought about the fate she could have. Her vision would slowly go blurry then straighten back up as she knew there was no sense in crying, this had become her life for the past five years no matter how many times she fought to get away. The voices of the men bidding on her broke her out of her thoughts.

"900 Thousand!" A man in the crowd shouted.

"1 million!" Another man shouted.

"5 million" two voices shouted at the same time, the sound of the voices sending shivers down her back, the good kind or the bad kind she wasn't sure.

Emily could hear gasps of shock and whispers start to come from the crowd, the whispers were of awe and fear growing louder and louder as the ringleader stood there in shock.

"Who are they?" one person whispered in fear.

"Whoever they are, do they really need to wear the mask?" Another person questioned in a whisper.

"Everyone settle down!" The ringleader said loudly over the microphone and cleared her throat before speaking again. "The slave goes to the two tall masked strangers, come up and claim your prize!" She finishes off.

Emily looked around quickly as if to find an escape, but everywhere she turned there were guards blocking all the exits. She watched as two men with face masks covering their mouth and nose walked up onto the stage. she couldn't see anything besides their eyes and hair. One had curly dark brown hair and dark brown eyes and the other one had straight dark hair and green eyes.

She watched the green eyed masked man walk across the stage to reach her, he cupped her cheek in a possessive way making her flinch as his hand made contact with the scratches the ringleader left on her face earlier.

Emily watched the man look over her makeup covered face and flinched as he made contact with her cheek. she watched as his eyes flashed with anger before he managed to hide it.

"Don't worry sweetheart, you're safe now. No one will ever hurt you again." He whispered in her ear. She watched as his eyes darted to something behind her and gave a gentle nod, if she wasn't standing in front of him she would have never known he did it.

She let out a painful moan as she felt something prick her neck before her world started to get blurry and her body started to get heavy and she started to fall backwards, a pair of arms catching her as her world went black.