Renya, now with proper spacing...hopefully.

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Chapter 1: Of being sold…

Renya couldn’t believe how things had come to this. She was sitting now in on a cot in a white room not unlike a doctor’s office. She was currently alone in the room, it’s simple unadorned white walls lacking even a single window felt somehow oppressive to her. And why wouldn’t it? She had just been bought as a slave.

She didn’t really want to remember how she has been paraded before many prospective buyers, hundreds of men and a few women too, they leered at her as she stood before them. They began shouting out amounts, each larger than the last until finally the auctioneer yelled sold. Renya had be very embarrassed and ashamed, she held back tears during the whole event, she didn’t even know who had finally ended up buying her life, that worried her greatly. There were horror stories about slave market buyers that were little more than cannibals buying slave to make into a meal. She deeply hoped that would not be the case with her.

She had be quickly transported in a windowless carriage, during the trip she continued to hit tears and her own imagination. She kept having frightening thoughts, of whips, of chains and of brutal, painful, humiliating sex. She knew that most women bought as slave ended up as sex toys, she didn’t really fear that, sex feels very good to her and if it was just normal sex, maybe with some blowjobs thrown in she could manage. But like many young woman she had heard all the stories; beatings, anal sex (the thought had always scared but aroused her but she had never tried it out of embarrassment), and of coursed the bondage. Being tied down is frightening for anyone.

The carriage stopped. She felt a sudden flash of fear and adrenaline, her heart began to beat faster. Boots feet walking on cobblestones could be heard somewhere outside, they were coming towards the single locked door. Heart beating faster and faster with which heavy booted step she began to bite back sobs of terror, this was it she had arrived at her master’s home, she would never again see the outside and it was all because of her flighty, spendthrift mother.

The door opened suddenly and there was a large, hairy, smelly man standing there looking in on her. She was crying now, tears rolling down her checks, if this man was to be her master she couldn’t take it. He had an ugly full beard with bits of food stuck in it, he was balding and he the eyes of a drunken sailor all perverted stares and quick furtive glances. He quickly reached into the carriage and took hold of Renya’s right wrist, she shrieked a little when he did, and pull her roughly from the carriage.

She saw only a metal gate with a simple of a hyena on it; it could have been any type of straggly dog however. Then she saw only blackness. A black, silk hood had been thrown over her head. She was dragged forward; she heard heavy metallic sound