Mrysa took Bulma along with her into town, and later they both reached a shopping district. The crowd was focused on everyday things and no one seemed to notice the beautiful human walking with the small Arcenar child. The girls headed towards the safest place for Bulma to take off. The girl's grandmother had described it as a wasteland for the city, where few ever roam, so the chances of being seen and captured were limited. Mrysa swift on her legs knew the town like no one else. She guided Bulma through the town in fast pace, slightly before dawn, to avoid meeting the people who possessed power of any type. Only the low level workers and traders were up at this time, and the crowd look less colourful and interesting than the day before. Bulma felt a ting of guilt having to leave behind the kind girl and her kin, but she had no idea to what future she was heading herself.
They got to the edge of town, and following a wide road moved towards what seemed to be a mountain. Upon closer inspection Bulma noticed that in fact it was a mountain of trash, littering the area, full of stench and dead animals. She forced herself not to vomit and moved forward. Suddenly Mrysa grabbed her hand and pulled her behind a nearby rock. Footsteps could be heard. Two humanoid people were walking towards the town talking in some strange dialect. The two girls shook in fear, Mrysa knew exactly what could happen, and Bulma had her head full of ideas from the girl's grandmother's words. Unbeknown to the girls, both men already knew they were there. They literally could smell the fear coming from behind the rock. They pretended to walk on and kept talking, however after a few meters they split up and circled the rock to find a sight worth seeing. The Arcenar girl did not interest them one bit, but the other was delightful indeed. They immediately noticed deep blue hair, a slim figure and gorgeous blue eyes. And in their head only one idea popped out – she was seriously fuckable. Cale always had a nose for business and this was good business. He told Lettik to grab the girl, and swiftly brushed away the small Arancar who cried out loudly.
"Shut it you stupid brat" He yelled at the girl and punched her in the stomach.
"No!" Bulma yelled at him. "You can't do this! Stop you beasts from hell! Let me go you fuckface!"
"Well well quite a temper you got there..." Cale smiled to Lettik. "I know many men who would pay a fortune for just one night with you, but with that mouth of yours something has to be done." Lettik grinned widely, and with one stroke knocked the human unconscious.
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She woke up alone. It was a small room, in complete darkness. She examined herself to see if she okay, and found no damage. She still had her clothes on, her pockets and belt full of capsules. She was unharmed in any way. She wanted to yell, to call for help, but no sound came out of her mouth. She tried harder and nothing, she couldn't ever murmur or make a squeak. She was completely mute. Tears came to her eyes, she felt defeated. In a few days she lost her loved ones, her planet, and now her voice. She had no idea where she was, or what would happen to her, but she had a feeling nothing good was awaiting her. She cried herself silently to sleep.
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"Wake up you little bitch!" Someone kicked her on the leg, and her eyes opened at the pain. She saw it was one of the men that had captured here. He was glaring at her hungrily, which made the girl curl into a ball hoping he would leave her alone. Little did she know that he was smart enough not to spoil his precious merchandise by his own lust.
"Put this on!" He shouted at her and shut the door behind him.
She took a look at the alien dress on the floor next to her. It was flimsy, it was showing practically everything. It was fit for a prostitute or stripper. And it made the girl panic. Her genius brain weighed her choices, either she put it on and did as she was commanded to, or she would most probably be punished. She briefly wondered if that brute would take her by force, just hit her, or keep her locked up until she starved to death. She knew she had no choice. So when he came back a few minutes later she was dressed in the most showing dress she ever wore, with her capsule belt hidden under the dress. She had enough time to kick aside her dirty clothes and hide all her possessions in her new dress.
"So you can take orders." He grinned widely. "Well you better take order from your new owner whoever the lucky bastard will be." His words made her tremble with fear and realization. She was going to be sold; she was going to be used. But there was no way out of it, at least he hadn't raped her or hit her again.
He grabbed her by the arm and forcefully pulled her out of the room. She was lead trough narrow corridors towards an opening. As soon as she stepped on the platform she realised she had been transported to a different planet. Earth was blue with blue water and sky, Alvaber was green with a misty green sky, and this new planet was red. The sky was red, with two red suns, and ground was red, even the buildings were red or brown. She felt a strong pull on her arm, she noticed many people were walking around in a hurry, and so was her handler. She wondered where they were going, and what this strange planet was, and who these people were. They were tall, tough, all with crazy black hair, and dark eyes. Most were dressed in armour she had seen on Alvaber, but some were dressed in ragged fur clothes. She saw men leading some alien girls towards a building to the right. The girls were beautiful, each of her own type, some had dark skin, some silver hair, and two or three might have even been human just like her. Cale grabbed her forcefully and pushed her forward, inside the building there was a row of seats, and at the back there was empty space. In the front there was a stage of some type, and two doors leading to it on the sides. Her handler grabbed her and they entered into a door at the end of row of seats. Inside the small room there was a desk and a person wrote down details of what Cale told them about the girl. He had agreed on a starting bid, and a number was placed on her left shoulder. Cale smiled in excitement, for this little catch he was going to get a fortune! She couldn't understand their conversation, but she kept glancing desperately trying to guess what was going on. As soon as she was the mark on her shoulder she knew she was going to be sold. It was probably an auction of some type, and she was correct. She was pushed into a room where several other girls were kept. Some were crying while others held their heads high. Bulma was in state of shock, she understood what was going on, but she couldn't comprehend it. She kept thinking about that this was a nightmare and that she should wake any minute now. Her brain switched off, and when she was pushed onto the stage she did not hear or see anything. She was lost in the blinding light and in fear.
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The Saiyans gathered in the room for the best part of the slave season. The Whore Auction, as it was called. If someone wanted a good fuck, or long time whore this was the place to look. Some girls were used, so their prices were lower and even simple soldiers could afford such a purchase, while others more exotic and pure were considered prime merchandise. Girl after girl each found their buyer, some gathered high bids, while others were considered less valuable. Most girls cried and yelled while on stage, which was the main part of the fun. Saiyans loved competition and they loved the small of fear. The last girl pushed out however did not cry or yell. She seemed lost, as if uninterested in what was happening. The auctioneer announced the sale price, and added an important fact – this was a virgin. A rarity indeed, and considering her slender figure, blue hair and blue eyes, she was a must have. Despite the high starting price, the bid went very high, many Saiyans dreamt of virgin blood and no price seemed for them too high for the delight of fresh fuckable meat.
Suddenly a bid from a person in the front row made everyone shut up. It was common that the most important Saiyan attended many of the Whore Auctions, and generally he attended all auctions. But him bidding was the first time. Many soldiers considered making a new bid, but none would go against their ruling King.