Chapter 1:
It Begins
My father may not have been the richest man in our town but, we had managed to survive all these years, until my 17th birthday.
In our town, this is the age where a girl becomes...desired. That means that from the day you turn seventeen, you can be sold and bought many times.
My father, who had been waiting for this for a very long time, decided to take this opportunity and naturally sold me to the local market - for a good price of course.
The market was full of big cases filled with women just like me: young, beautiful and desired. All of them wore the same thing, a black bra and a pair of matching panties. Some of them had their hair in a strict ponytail and some had their hair loose. I was immedatly told that I would sit in my cage and do just what our possible new owner said.
Almost every day there came a new girl, as well as a girl was bought. We were given poor food and a shower/bath once a week - To keep us looking desirable and pretty.
The customers were usually men in the 40 - 50 age group. Some came just to see us do things like sticking our fingers deep in our troath and to touch ourselves. Others came to actually buy one or two or even three of us.
Somehow, I always had at least 4 men at the same time standing outside my cage, but no buyers. It made me feel bad about myself. Was I not good enough? Did I not do what they wanted? Was I too old for them?
The other girls always looked at me and even though we were not allowed to talk, I knew they felt bad for me. After all, I had been there for months and the others usually lasted one or two days before being bought.
I crawl around the small cage just as the customer has reqeusted. He claps his hands and has a big smile on his face. However after a few minutes he moves on the girl beside me. I look down at the bottom of the cage. I can hear him descussing prices with our temporary owner. He wants to buy her, not me. I can hear it.
Another customer comes and I do as I am told. I am asked to show him my mouth and I do. He puts one of his fingers in my mouth and even though it is disgusting I do not show any emotion. He asks me to smile and I do. He nods his head and looks me up and down as I stand up.
Will this be my chance? Does he like what he sees? Will he care for me? I wonder what my price will be. It probably won't be as high as the others, since I have been here for a long time. He tells me to sit down and I do, but then he leaves. I try to look after him, but I know he is not coming back for me. What did I do wrong?
The town clock rings as it turns three o'clock in the afternoon. Already I have had seven possible owners, but none of them have bought me yet.
As the clock stops to ring I can hear my present owner talking about someone, an important person. He walks in front of us all and tells us that in an hour there will come an important person who will most likely buy one of us and that we are expected to be on our perfect behaviour. Just before he leaves us to go to his office he looks me in the eyes, he has a sad look in his eyes, then he nods and leaves.
An hour later the clock rings and it is four o'clock. Everyone looks excited to know who our special guest is.
Just as the clock stops to ring a carriage comes towards the market. Everyone immediately put smiles on their faces and waits for the carriage to stop. And as it stops a young, handsome and muscular man comes out, wearing a loose white shirt and tight balck pants, and shakes hands with our owner.
The man looks over us and somehow his eyes stops at me. He takes out his arm and points at me. Our owner smiles and takes him over to get a closer look at me.
I am told to show him every inch of my body and I do. My owner tells the man all the information there is about me, about my father, about my long stay here, everything.
The man tells me to sit on my knees with my hands on my thigs as he takes my owner aside. I look at the others for a few seconds, they seem happy for me, but sad that they did not get picked.
I sit there for what seems to be an eternity before my owner and the man comes back. The man walks over to his carriage and opens the door and I am worried that he might leave and that I have to stay here forever.
I can see that he pulls out what seems to be a collar and a leash and I part of me is excited that he is not leaving, but another part is nervouse that he might have chosen another girl over me.
My owner hands the man a piece of paper and the man hands him a bag of what I assume is money for the girl he has now bought. My owner then proceeds to get a key out of his pocket and walks towards us, towards me. He unlocks the door and help me of my cage as well as he leads me towards the man.
The ground feels weird against my bare feet. It has been such a long time since I have lasted walked that I struggle a little to walk the few meters that I have to walk. My owner carefully hands me over to the man and tells me that he is now my new owner and that I have to do everything to please him. I smile and blush a little as I look at the man, now my new owner. He smiles back and puts the collar around my neck. It feels weird and at first I struggle to breath, but after a few seconds everything is back to normal.
"The name is James Hamon" The man says and attach the leash to the collar. I look down at the collar and see that in little silver letters it says "Hamon". This must mean that now I am his and only his property. He pulls the leash and begins to walk into the carrage, with me following behind.
As I enter the carriage and sit down opposite to him I realise it. Finally some picked me...