Jessie was sweeping the isles of the candy shop. She was lucky to be doing so, though her allergies begged to differ. She was unable to get a job for awhile since most of the people in the broken down town took most of the jobs.
The old man, also known as the owner was sitting on a stool behind the counter, "reading the newspaper". Jessie scoffed as she heard the old man snoring louder than the train the passed by a few minutes ago.
Jessie took this opportunity to grab some candy for her family and her. She went up and down the few isles and grabbed quite a few sweets.
Suddenly she heard the bell above the door chime, and she immediately turned around greeting the customer, but when she turned around no one was there.
She assumed that they went straight for a candy or straight to the restroom which she forgot to clean. Jessie immediately ran back to the restrooms to check them and make sure they weren't too dirty to have another complaint.
Jessie let out a sigh of relief as she saw that the bathrooms were decent. But no one was in the one person bathrooms.
Jessie slowly walked to the first isle out of three. Then the second, then the third. As soon as she got to the third one, someone from behind her placed a cloth in her mouth and hit the back of her head hard
Jessie woke up to the sound of sobs coming to the right of her. As she sat up slowly she saw a room of many girls crying.
She looked at the door because she saw it open, but it didn't make the slightest noise.
Jessie's eyes immediately closed with the sudden light on her
POV CHANGE
A few men dressed in black suits walked in and started grabbing girls. I was one of them
As they dragged us down the halls, girls would cry, scream, bite, kick, punch, but they got the harm done to them as soon as they protested.
I stayed quiet. I was too much in shock to even process that I had been kidnapped.
Soon enough we were thrown into other rooms. We were told to take everything off but our underwear.
"Hey you!"
All the girls looked up including me, but I saw the front of the gun and not a face.
"Why the fuck are you just standing there? Do you want me to rip the clothes off of you because I'll gladly do so." When he said that he had a slight smirk and his eyes were very dark and cold.
I lifted up my shirt and pulled my pants down. I had no shoes for some reason though.
Another man walked into the room and started picking out a few of the girls. I didn't know if this was a good or bad thing, but I wasn't picked.
I just stood there, not knowing what to do. All of a sudden I heard from the wall over girls screaming and sobbing. A few girls were yelling as their skin got scorched.
I sat there in panic. What if I was next. What if they burn a hole through me. What is this place?
As soon as I asked my last question to myself the door swung open, this time with a loud screech.
A few men came in and stared at us as if we were pieces of cake getting ready to be devoured. I started to feel very self conscious as one guy with light brown hair and brown eyes stared me up and down.
"Alright beautifuls, you're going to be our most selling offers. I'm going to need you guys to stand up and follow us."
One of each man went to one of the girls, and the guy who was staring at me went straight to me. As soon as he got to me he put his hand on my ass and whispered to me "if I could have you to myself, I'd ravage your entire body."
This sent shivers down my spine which made him chuckle in my ear.
I held my hands close to my chest wanting so desperately to curl up in a ball and stay there forever.
I wasn't dressed in the nicest panties so they took me and a few other girls to a room and gave us lingerie to wear. I hesitated when they handed me a very see-through two piece, but I saw a guard ready to pounce and beat the living shit out of me if I didn't. I undressed and put the fabric on. It was too skanky to even call it clothing or underwear. Might as well put stings on me and call it good
Once all the girls were finished, we were rushed back to the hallways.
Suddenly we were told to wait and they handed us numbers. Almost like a contestant's number thing.
"When you hear your number, I want you to raise your hand and I'll take you to stage. If you don't raise your hand when your number is called, you will go back with the other girls. Understood?"
None of the girls answered not shook their head which activated the man. "I SAID UNDERSTOOD?"
All the girls said "Understood" in unison except for me. I just nodded my head. My throat was too dry to even cry or whisper.
This made the man even more pissed off. He went right up to me and roughly grabbed me by my chin. "Little doll, why didn't you say understood?"
I coughed and coughed as I tried to clear up my dry throat. "I can't speak." I said barley audible.
"Quit fucking coughing and whispering. Why the FUCK didn't you answer me?!"
"I said I can't talk!" I said as I tried to yell but it would barley come out, and it cracked as many times as it could.
"God get her out there. If I see her for one more DAMN second I'm going to fuck her corpse."
This startled me because he didn't sound like there was a hint of fooling around.
I heard my number get called and I went up to the man next to the guy who was supposed to walk me out. This doesn't bother the man because he doesn't want to deal with me. The guy next to him checks his boss' face for approval then walks me out with a cold stone face.
I stood in what I think was the middle of the stage. I could barley see anything in front of me because of the bright lights shining on me.
I heard a ton of hoots and whistles in the crowd from all of the black blobs I saw through the lights.
"She is a 19 year old girl. She is a virgin. She weighs 123lbs and is very quiet. We'll start the bidding at 4 million."
I heard rapid numbers being said over the speaker. Soon the number died down but every time the auctioneer would say going twice, another million was added. This went on back and forth between two men. They started to get into arguments about how much they want me.
Then I heard a guy say "one billion." The voice of the man was stern and it sounded like it held so much power and I was very intimidated. The two men before quieted their bickering and I was sold off.
As I was guided off stage, I started praying I could become a maid for the man. Or maybe, with the slightest luck, he would set me free and I can go back to my shaggy town. Wherever the hell that is. I don't even know where I was.
