Scyla

lf from sobbing as she awaited the dreaded words to come, words that she knew would be the beginning of the end for her short, miserable life

aware of the fact that once she was shown to the man, she would not

to her than she felt any other thing could. For it was the only thing that connected her to her past life, her family, whoever they were. She knew that there was a high chance that she would never be able to find her family

gh all through the time that she waited, she must have fancied about a hundred times, how it would feel like to rip out her clothes and ruin the muck that was put on her face. However, she realized that doing so would

d alright, they bundled her up to meet the ma

at she had heard about but had never been to. She then looked around. She realized that at a side that was opposite her, Master sat with a

cage, don her with outfits of his desire, whore her out to his friends as gifts if he wanted to, and then either harm or kill h

e could feel the silent gazes of the men as they examined

o her. He leaned to her ear and g

he way that her mouth quivered at

t her as though she w

is astonishing and she can be said to be even more beautiful than a lot of the princesses that we have around here. She has supple breasts and lips that are just set out right for kissing. I assure you, there are no other elven lords that could get a slave quite like her and she has been trained to be the

, and to her utmost dismay, the most grotesque man that

She gulped in fear. The man had raised quite a high bid. If he were to get her, what on earth would he want to do with her? She could imagine that such a man would have th

think she merits and now, I shall give you the prize that I am willing to sell her for. She will be sold for nothing less than ten

or that much? Was it even possible? The most that she had heard of a sex slave/ t

happy with the amount that had been stated, it was clear that he was still go

e maiden for the prize

eant that the man was obviously rolling in money. The words of the fairy maids came to her mind again, words that they told her trying to convince her that she would be happier as the trophy sex slave of an