'BC'ch2: Being sold CONTINUED...

"OK ALL YOU SCUM BAGS, TO THE BARS!" Bellowed out Laniterr, as he walked down the hall ordering the auction house workers which group to take.
Trunks watched the other two sit down in front of the bars, so he quickly did the same, but trying not to dirty his pants. Laniterr came over. He had a leash in his hands. "Okay this ones special" He motioned to Trunks. "Take the other two and put them with the rest. As for you, come here"
"Yes Master" He walked over to Laniterr through the now open door.
As Laniterr clipped the leash to Trunks' collar, he watched the worker chain Chris and the other together and pull them down the hall out of site. He felt a tug on the leash, snapping him into attention. He followed Laniterr, as he finished with the rest of the slaves. Then he was lead back down the hall and out the door they used to take the slaves out. Trunks had to shield his eyes. The three suns that were now above him shone brightly, and not being used to bright light anymore, it hurt his eyes. He soon adjusted to it though. He was lead down the ramp and they stopped in front of a man.
"Lovely shipment this time old pal. Lots of strong workers. They'll sell for lots. So how about 10,000 for the whole lot"
"11,000 and we have a deal"
"That would be great. Goody. Oh and who do we got here. My, he's pretty." The man put a finger under his chin to get a better look at him. "And,
oh, look at that beautiful silver tail!" He stroked it softly, making Trunks softly shiver. A soft blush crept on his face. Laniterr was chuckling at the man's reaction. "Shy too. Very nice. Tell me, what's his name?" "I don't know, never asked him"
"Well then, that won't do. That won't do at all. What's your name boy?" The man started at him expectantly.
"Trunks, sir." He was still blushing softly. He wasn't used to getting so much attention like this.
"Trunks huh? Oooo. You have such a sweet voice, lovely. He sure is a lovely boy. Your from Earth aren't you"
"Yes I am sir" A sad look entered his eyes. The man caught it.
"Long way from home. You must miss your friends and family. Got a wife, maybe a couple of kids"
"I only have my mother left, sir." He softly sighed, and broke eye contact with the strange, apparently gay, man.
"Oh, well, that's sad. May I ask you what happened"
"No offence sir, but I'd rather not talk about it"
"Still a touchy subject huh? Well maybe I'll be able to make it better Hm?" The man toke Trunks' hand an kissed it. Trunks turned a deep crimson.
"How much do you want for this beauty"
"At least 15,000"
"That's a little steep, is it not"
"Not for him. He's an 'out of breeding center raised', Saiya-jin"
"Oh really. But it's still steep for a Saiyan, Earth raised or not"
"He not just some ordinary Sayian, He's the last of the royal blood line"
"WHAT!? Are you sure"
"Positive"
"Still," he turned to Trunks. "Who was your father"
"Vegeta sir"
"Really. Human's have a long name thing, what's your FULL name"
"Trunks Vegeta Brief, sir"
"Really? I've heard of these Brief's. Rumor is, that these people are geniuses. Is that true"
"Yes, very true. My mother is the smartest woman on Earth"
"What a strong blood line you have. Are you smart too"
"Not as smart as mom, if that's what you mean"
"That's not quite what I meant. Um, what kind of math are you good at"
"Quantum mechanics, is the farthest I've gotten in my studies sir"
"Wow, your smarter then me!" He turns to Laniterr "For this beauty I'll give you 20,000. He's mighty lovely"
"20,000!? I'll take that price any day. It's more then I expected"
"Well It's done then. He can stay with me for now. The rich buyers won't be coming for another two months or so. That would be a lot of time for someone from Earth, roughly half a year, right"
"Yes, they only have 365 days a year"
"Really? Hey boy, how old are you"
"23"
"That's in Earth years right"
"Yes"
"That would make you... about... 7 years old in Pontoonian years"
He smiled at Trunks, who had strange look on his face. "You should remember that. Pontoonian and Saiyan years are about the same. Your really young. A pup almost." He noticed the look of concentration on Trunks face. "Silly,
Saiya-jins live longer then humans. Average is about..." He stopped to think.
"About, 300 in your years." Trunks eyes went wide and he let his mouth hang open.
"But,.. but,.. I'm"
"Just half Sayian, yes, yes. But that doesn't matter. You'll still live as long, maybe longer, depending on how your treated." The man pulled out a pocket book and wrote something on it. He then handed the sheet to Laniterr. "You know what to do with it." He smiled and toke the leash from Laniterr.
"Yes I do. Thanks for the business"
"Anytime." They watched Laniterr walk off. "Well come on. I have to get a little place set up for you." He gave a soft tug on the leash. Trunks followed him they walked by a large cage where all the slaves were quickly being processed. He stopped. "Hey boss." Some guy came up to them. "We're almost done sorting out all of the slaves. And we should be ready by the next auction.
"Good, good. Keep up the good work. I'm just going to go up stairs and get this guy settled, then I'll be right down"
"Alright." The man hurried off. Another soft tug and they were walking again. They went inside the building, down a short hall, then up two flights of stairs. At the top they came to a door.
"Well here we are." They went in. It was fairly large. Comfy looking and was neatly decorated. "Come on." He was lead to a bed room. "This is my room, but you can stay here till I get back. I bet your uncomfortable in that huh? A little to revealing to be casual"
"A little"
"Okay. Well if you take those off, I'll get them cleaned and ready for the auction. I'll bring something more comfortable for you to wear 'til then"
Trunks just nodded his head. He untied the sash and removed his pants. He handed them to the man.
"I'll be back soon. Oh, the bathroom is just down the hall and if you get bored there's some magazines" He pointed to a shelf. "Well bye now,
sit tight and don't do anything stupid." With that he left. Trunks laid down on the bed staring at the ceiling. He curled up and fell asleep.
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"Hey there, wake up." Trunks was shaken awake. He opened an eye to see the man sitting on the bed beside him. "Great your awake now. I made a little spot for you to sleep on the floor. Right there beside my bed. But for now,
come here"
"Yes master." He went over to where the man motioned. The man undressed and pinned Trunks to the bed.
"You got trained well it seems." He positioned himself in between Trunks' legs. Trunks turned his head to look at a wall. But his face was turned back to face the man. He tightened his grip on his face. It was hurting a little.
"Look at me. I want to see your emotions"
Trunks narrowed his eyes as the man entered him. He hadn't had this treatment in awhile, thus not used to it. He let out a breath as the man pulled out, then pushed back in, a little farther this time. The man pulled out and pushed in as far as he could. Trunks gasped in surprise when the man hit his pleasure spot, causing a rush of pleasure to run through his body. He tried to keep eye contact, but another hit to his pleasure spot made him close his eyes tight and moan softly. The man aimed to hit that spot every time making him moan and squirm beneath his touch. Knowing he wouldn't last much longer the man grabbed Trunks' painfully hard erection and pumped it, causing tears to spill down Trunks' heated cheeks. With the help of a touch to his spot and a pump from the man's fist, he released, spilling his seed all over him and the man. Who was quick to follow, releasing his seed inside Trunks. He rolled off of Trunks, then kicked him off the bed, causing the poor boy to crash to the floor with a 'WOMP', and getting tangled in the long forgotten leash that was still attached to his collar. He pulled one of the sheets from his makeshift bed to cover himself. He curled up and silently sobbed himself to sleep.
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"Wake up boy." Trunks woke up to see the man in his face. He had taken off the blanket that covered Trunks and was attempting to untangle him from the leash. Trunks moved so that he could finish untangling him. The man then hooked on the bed post. "Your cheeks are still red" He pinched Trunks' cheek. He laid down on Trunks and smiled down at him. "I'm wondering, why you reacted the way you did last night. You were crying, why"
"Um, well, I guess it was just, overwhelming"
"Overwhelming? How could it be overwhelming? Weren't you trained for that"
"Yes but it was different. They never did it for my pleasure or even thought me as anything but a tool. And besides it,... hurt"
"What hurt"
"Your sitting on it"
The man sat up and looked at Trunks' still bulging erection. "I see why." He pulled off the cock ring. Trunks yelped in pain. "You see this." Trunks nodded. "This is one of those new ones. They constantly send an electric stimulant. Your supposed to get used to it, but the thing is, it takes at least a year. And they need battery changes every so often. I'm figuring it's the battery. I'll be back." Trunks moved his hand down, and softly rubbed where the cock ring sat. It was sore, and wet. He sat up and looked at his fingers. They had blood on them. He panicked. The man quickly came back.
He saw Trunks staring at the blood on his fingers and chuckled. Trunks looked at him. "Don't worry, perfectly normal." Trunks gave him a look. He kneeled down, and let his fingers explore between his legs. Trunks gasped. "You feel that"
"Yes, uh, what is it." Trunks finger replaced the man's. It was like a little hole. "Birth canal." The man smiled.
Trunks fainted.

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"Snap out of it." Trunks woke to someone slapping his cheek. He saw his face and snapped out of his stupor. "What do you mean birth canal?" The man chuckled. "You don't know"
"I know what it is but,.... I'm a guy,.... I shouldn't"
"You're a Saiya-jin. It's part of the way you are. Like a back up system or something"
"This isn't going to happen every month is it"
"No. But every two months or so you'll go into heat. Basically twice a year for you, until you get used to the longer years of course. It's important to know 'cause I hear Saiyan male pregnancies are unpleasant. Your really lucky, most people who find Saiyans freaking out over this bash their heads in. Another week and you'll probably go into heat. Ooooo your in for some rough times kid." He slipped the cock ring back on. "That better"
"Yeah"
"Get some more rest, you'll need it"
Trunks nodded, then laid down and closed his eyes.

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Ninjablue: There you go folks! A fanfiction update. Might now be what you wanted but it's an update right?
F.Trunks: (Shivers) I'm glad I don't have to go through that.
Ninjablue: Don't we all. Anyway. This chapter is nice and long and all shall love it... Well maybe not. Remember, flame the story, it will be ignored, try to ban the story, say bye-bye. If this gets kicked of I'm not going to bother putting it back up, and you'll just have to travel to to find it, since that's really it's proper home anyho. (to those that read it on this warning doesn't ably, obviously...) Anyway review, show your happiness and love for the story.
F.Trunks: Oh brother.
Nijablue: XP Carrots and goodbye!
F.Trunks: Help me!