Chapter 2

I took a deep breath, pulled the red velvet curtain back, and stepped on the stage.

I saw the announcer first. He was pale, outrageously pale. He had the same red eyes as the three men and the lady. I then looked out to the rest of the crowd. Each and every face was gorgeous, pale, and had red eyes.

"Misery here has a very rare AB negative blood type! My personal favorite. Quite savory, if you ask me. We'll start the bidding at, let's say, 500,000!" the announcer called out to the crowd.

My eyes nearly popped out of my skull. What the hell? Who would buy a person for that much money?! I thought.

"500,000" a male voice said calmly. I looked around, searching for the person that belonged to the voice. My eyes landed on an older looking man. Oh, God, please don't let me go to an old man! I thought frantically.

"One million," a female voice called. After that bid, they came so fast I couldn't keep track of the voices.

"One million five-thousand!"

"Two million!"

"Two million five-thousand!"

"Five million!" a male voice called out. The room fell silent. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure walk into the room.

"Five million going once, twice," the announcer began.

"Ten million!" a voice rang out from the back of the room. There were multiple gasps and murmurs throughout the crowd.

"Ten million going once, twice, sold to Mr. Winters!" the announcer exclaimed.

A guy who looked to be only a few years older than me stepped on the stage. He had a lean body that was fitted in a tux. He had black hair that hung into his eye liner rimmed, red eyes. He had his perfect pink lips pierced with snakebites. He had his finger nails painted black, something I have never seen before, but immediately liked.

"She's all yours, Mr. Winters. I'll send the bill over to your address tomorrow," said the announcer.

"Thanks, Radley," replied my buyer as he roughly grabbed the top of my arm and drug me out of the room.

He pulled me through a series of hallways without saying a word. We finally reached a door and he thrust it opened. We were now outside in the cool night, facing a forest and a long, black limousine. Standing next to the car's door was an older man wearing a chauffeur's uniform. As soon as he saw us, he opened the door without a word.

'Mr. Winters' threw me into the limousine, and then climbed in after me. The chauffeur shut the door, then went to the driver's part of the limo.

"Follow these rules carefully, slave. Address me as master and master only. Do what I tell you to do. Stay out of my way and do NOT enter my bedroom under any circumstances. Got it?" he growled.

"And what will happen if I don't follow your rules?" I asked snottily.

"This will happen," he said as he leaped on me and pinned me by my wrists to the seat. I struggled, but couldn't move. My efforts to free myself were fruitless.

He leaned his head down to my neck. I could fell his hot breath and teeth graze my skin. All of a sudden, I felt his teeth pierce my flesh and a burning sensation erupted throughout my entire body. It felt as if I were on fire. I couldn't scream. My throat was closed up.

He kept sucking until my body fell limp.

I awoke on a soft, plushy surface. I groggily opened my eyes to see that what I was laying on was a queen-sized bed. The headboard was black and very intricately carved in a pattern of swirls. The soft pillows had black pillow cases, while the down comforter was a plain emerald green.

I sat up and looked at my surroundings. Three out of the four walls were black; with the remaining one was the same shade of green as the comforter. The bedside table was black and had a modern green lamp and an alarm clock sitting on it. Hanging above the little table was a green hand clock.

Why would someone need an alarm clock and a hand clock at the same time? I asked myself, later ignoring it.

I continued to gaze around the room and saw a black desk, with the same swirl patterns carved into it as the headboard. I also spotted three white doors.

I got off the bed and walked to the door directly in front of me. I opened the door and was greeted by a small walk-in closet. I walked in and ran my hands across the many racks of clothes. Underneath the clothes were different pairs of shoes; heels, flats, running shoes, and sneakers. The clothes and shoes were mostly black, with a few splashes of dark color. On the one part of the wall that was not covered in clothes, were drawers contain jewelry, underwear, and pajamas.

As I walked out of the closet, I noticed that all the clothes and shoes were my size.

How does this guy know my size? I thought, confused. I pondered that question for a moment, but then shrugged it off as nothing.

Now out of the closet, I turned my attention to the door on the left of me. I opened it, hoping for some sort of exit out of this room. I was not so lucky. Instead I found a small bathroom containing a toilet, shower with a green shower curtain, black towels, a black rug on the tile next to the shower, a black cupboard above the sink, but no bathtub or window. I opened the cupboard and discovered shampoo, soap, toilet paper, black nail polish, makeup, "girl items," toothbrushes, toothpaste, and floss.

Having searched the entire bathroom, I walked out and made my way to the last door. I reached for the knob, grabbed it and tried to open it, but the door was locked. I sighed, really hoping for an escape, but was once again disappointed. I turned around and walked to the desk. I opened the first of the drawers and saw pens, paper, pencils, and sticky notes. In the next drawer, were CD's to all my favorite bands and artists, along with a CD player and head phones.

The last drawer contained a piece of paper that was folded in half. I picked up the paper and unfolded it. In elegant script it read:

Slave,

You did not allow me to go over all the rules. You will allow me to drink from you as I please. You are to do whatever I order you to do, the first time I order you to do it. You may go into any room you like, but do NOT enter my bedroom. You are to call me Master and Master only. In your spare time, you may do what you like, but stay out of my way. If you need anything from the market, make a list and leave it on the counter. Things such as food, toothpaste, etc. Do NOT leave this house. If you do, the consequences will be severe. In case you didn't know, the room that you are currently in is your bedroom.

Signed,

Your Master

In a rage at his rudeness, I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the black trashcan next to the desk.