Drugs had clouded my vision alI could see was light brown carpeting, My red hair hung around my shoulders I was dangling from a hook my wrist tied super tight so the hook didn't hurt, I only wore black lace underwear and a matching bra.
Staring up at three trick mirrors I blinked a couple times. I knew how this worked. Guys would bid for me and none of them wanted me. They wanted a show.
"Let's start the bidding at a hundred dollars."
I'm worth more. I thought letting my head brace against my arm.
"150."
"200"
"300"
"400"
Whoa, Four hundred? Not that much, A green light went off above a mirror
"450"
"500"
Silence. Until the automated voice began again.
"Any more bids?"
"550"
"700"
More silence, such a long deafening pause.
The lights went out around me, I almost wanted to scream looking around I saw the door open and a guy step through the opening.
"I'll not hurt you." He said a russian accent weighing heavy on his voice, throwing a bag over my head he took me off the hook and threw me over his shoulder.
"Be good girl for new master." I couldn't speak I wouldn't.
"Maddie. Answer."
"Dimitri. Don't let him take me. I don't want too." I was weak, too tired to talk.
"I no let him hurt you." He said dropping me from his shoulder, Dimitri was like my brother he always protected me.
"But you can not stay here. You go be safe. Be good." He said throwing the sack from my head. With a smile he opened the car door. A guy with inky black hair and pretty brown eyes sat in the seats.
"I'll see you some day soon Maddie." Dimitri hugged me and walked away leaving me to climb into the car with a stranger.
"Hello." He said a smile poking at his pierced lips.
"Hello." I whispered looking at him before watching Dimitri disappear. I let few tears scroll down my cheeks as the car began to roll.
"I'm-"
"Don't say sorry. Most guys do. They not sorry." I said my italian accent breaking into my speech, He looked at me confused.
"Fine. Then I'm not sorry. I'm glad to have you all to myself. My name is Chris but you are to call me Sir or Master."
Chris… Such a normal name. Like Luke or Bryan. Ugh Bryan. That's even worse.
"I'm Madilyne." (A/N: Mad-e-Line)
"Such a beautiful name." He said letting his finger caress my cheek before wrapping around my jaw. I shot him a weak smile before looking out the window.
I hated being in his car. Hated being "his" not able to be my own person.
I was nervous tired, and still very possibly doped up on whatever they gave me.
"Maddie. You can fall asleep if you need to it's a long drive back." Looking at him I nodded and relaxed in the seat. At least I tried relaxing.