Sold For His Pleasure

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The door swings open and I'm surprise to see a women standing in the middle of the doorway. The bright light from the outside of the door makes me notice that there are two men with guns outside of the door standing guard (oh joy, more dick heads). As I return my gaze back to her I notice that she was carrying a pretty big black bag in her hand. She makes her way towards me and sits on the bed right in front of the chair I'm tied to. She places the black bag on the bed next her as she crosses her legs and places her hands on them. I start to notice her features a bit more. She's a very beautiful woman; probably around thirty give or take. Long black hair slicked back in a ponytail and dark eye shadow that makes her looks sultry (mostly intimidating if you ask me). I glaze down her body and see that her breasts are showing from the shirt underneath her tight black blazer. The pencil shirt she's wearing is even tighter and the red shoes she's wearing are extremely high. As I continue to look at her body I hear her clear her throat. I glance up at her trying not to look in her eyes, for all I know she could be just another one of many captors to me.She takes a good look at me from top to bottom, waits a few seconds then says

'I'm Nicola.'

I just stare at her for a moment or two trying to comprehend that she might be here to help me. I try to form my words but it's hard with my voice still horse, courtesy of my captures. Before I start to look mute I try to say

'I-I', Ivy,' she interrupts me. 'Ivy. Is that your name or did they give it to you?' she asks me as she starts to take the contents of the black bag out on the bed. 'M-My n-name.' I answer. She looks through the bag and stares back up at me.

'I'm here to get you ready for tonight. You need to look your best.' It was then that I realized that the more Nicola talked I good hear an accent. Polish maybe? Who knows?

'G-Get ready for what?' I asked as I continued to stutter out my words but I was making some progress, minus the pain still in my throat.

'For your bid tonight.' As she removed all the contents out of the bag I started to wonder what the hell she was talking about. Before she stood up from the bed she said that I would need a nice shower first.

'What is a bid?' I asked her as she came over to my chair. 'If I untie are you going to listen? If not, I'll let the guards outside get you ready.' I told her I wouldn't do anything stupid, I knew the outcome of that shit all too well. She untied me from the chair and grabbed both my arms to stand my up. I rubbed my wrist to try to sooth them; they were in so much pain from constantly being tied up and roped together. I had developed blisters and slight burns on them that were extremely painful. Nicola started to walk me over to the bathroom. She let me wash myself but stayed in the bathroom to hand the shampoo and conditioner.

God it felt amazing to sit under the shower and just let the hot water trickle down my sore body. It's soothed me. I can't remember the last time I got a proper shower. I mean if you called them spraying me naked with a water hose with freezing cold water, then yeah, not too long ago. When I was finish rubbing the conditioner out of my hair I grabbed the soap bar and started drubbing my body. Vigorously I scrub my body hoping that all the dirt on my body would come off. It's been there for so long that I didn't think it would ever come off. However, once I saw the dirt going down the drain I was relieved. As I started to wash away all soap left on my body, I felt a hand bind me in the shower. I gasped as I turned around scared it was a guard or something. As I turn around to my relief it's only Nicola giving me a razor.

'Shave every part of your body that has hair. Make sure to do a good job. Do you want me to do it for you?' she asked me as she grabbed some shaving cream. 'No' I reply back to her, 'I-I can do it...'