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My head spins and I feel faint A million dollars? For me? There is no way I’m worth that as a sex slave Once he realizes how inexperienced I a–he’ll have buyer’s remorse, and maybe even try and returnthat no one will outbid hi, tells o ho myself over to one of these o on but a clean, sleek, black leather shoe… but he gives off a good vibe Maybe at the very least I’d be well taken care of Panic threatens to overwhelm me Breath, Soph

"She’s yours No pussy’s worth thatin his seat

My lungs fill with oxygen as I pull in amy chest cavity

"Our final object up for auction has been sold Gentleht If you would kindly h the rear door to finalize payments and collect your earlier purchases Drinks are available and some in-house entertainment if you’re in the mood"

The announcer’s voice buzzes in my head

I’ve been sold

Men rise from their chairs and I hear footsteps retreat as they exit the roo just my new master and me alone in the silent rooe I’ve been made to stand on I wantfor the first tier my own

"Come forward," he cos heavy fro I take slow strides across the rooerous animal Maybe I am What kind of es and I take another tentative step closer, stopping directly in front of his chair "Lights," he says to no one in particular and the overhead lights all flick on at once Blinking several tiht, le to adjust

Disoriented, I continue looking down, studying his shoes, which are now both resting squarely on the floor "Look at me," he says

I lift my chin and take in the man seated before me Black suit White crisp shirt Thin black tie knotted loosely at his neck

I inhale again, forcing another breath into s and finally look into the eyes of the man who has just spent one ed in heavy black lashes stare back atTall, fit, and attractive Confusion washes overhere? He could walk into any bar in Ah My stonition That can only h that he requires coirl would do Oh god, I feel like I’ to pass out I can’t let this attractivereedily

"That’s it," he says soothingly, his own posture relaxing just slightly "What should I call you?"

It’s an interesting way to phrase the question He didn’t ask ive him a fake identity And I probably would have if I’d been thinking clearly Instead I whisper, "Sophie" As soon as it’s offhi with him for six months and I don’t think I can keep up with the lie of a fake identity that entire ti tothis even more difficult onto study me "Call me Drake," he says finally I wonder if Drake is his real na tohis full height in front of ht, and he’s at least a foot taller than er back a step

"Come with me" He turns and heads toward the exit and like an obedient pet, I follow closely behind hih just thirtyas a whole different person Drake turns to facethe door "Would you like my jacket?"

I look down at myself – at my pale blue panties that now feel childish and my hands which haven’t strayed fro out of his jacket, he’s even more s to his broad shoulders and defined chest It sends a ripple of fear throughWhich ainst hi my visual inspection of his body, he places the jacket overthe first button I thought he ht demand to see me – to inspectus the hell out of here Which is fine by me

Once I’m covered by the jacket, I letout fro uselessly at rateful as I am for his jacket, I can’t mistake this first bit of kindness from him forhe’s just purchased for himself

We pass several others on the way out and I keep my eyes on Drake’s shoes as I follow hi overroom I used earlier "Are your clothes in there?"

I nod and ible reply

"Get dressed," he commands, his tone sing roo toward the o I can already see that the girl looking back at me is someone different The black suit coat ssto someone other than myself