Katy looked around nervously, wishing she was anywhere else but here. She had no idea what to expect as she strained at the chains binding her to the metal post. She hoped that no one bought her, but she also knew that was highly unlikely, considering there were only 5 other girls here. She was in the center of the line of girls and squeezed herself against the wall.
Shuddering, she waited for the first guests to arrive. Looking down, she was glad to have on some clothing, even if it was see-thru. It gave her courage for what was to come. At 22years, she was still a virgin, and completely turned off by dicks. She really couldn't understand what the big deal about it was. Not at all. Hunching over, straining against the shackles, her long black hair covered her small breasts and made her seem inconspicuous. Or so she hoped.
Thinking back, Katy shook her head. She couldn't believe even now that she was kidnapped and being sold somewhere in Asia. It was like a dream, a nightmare that she hoped she would soon wake up from. But that wasn't likely to happen anytime soon, if at all. The man, JP, who was selling her had told her she was now a slave to serve the whims of a Master or Mistress.
"Mistress?" she'd questioned. "No woman is gonna buy me."
"Oh, but one might," JP replied. "You are very enticing and small. One never knows who will show up to buy a girl like you."
A girl like me, she thought. What was so special about me? Even now, sitting here shackled, Katy didn't know. She was just an ordinary woman with plain, small breasts and a curvy figure. Overweight. Nothing remarkable about her at all.
Someone knocked at the door and she straightened, thinking that she would not cower before them, but meet them head-on. They wouldn't break her. No one would. She was untamable.
Shuddering, she waited for the first guests to arrive. Looking down, she was glad to have on some clothing, even if it was see-thru. It gave her courage for what was to come. At 22years, she was still a virgin, and completely turned off by dicks. She really couldn't understand what the big deal about it was. Not at all. Hunching over, straining against the shackles, her long black hair covered her small breasts and made her seem inconspicuous. Or so she hoped.
Thinking back, Katy shook her head. She couldn't believe even now that she was kidnapped and being sold somewhere in Asia. It was like a dream, a nightmare that she hoped she would soon wake up from. But that wasn't likely to happen anytime soon, if at all. The man, JP, who was selling her had told her she was now a slave to serve the whims of a Master or Mistress.
"Mistress?" she'd questioned. "No woman is gonna buy me."
"Oh, but one might," JP replied. "You are very enticing and small. One never knows who will show up to buy a girl like you."
A girl like me, she thought. What was so special about me? Even now, sitting here shackled, Katy didn't know. She was just an ordinary woman with plain, small breasts and a curvy figure. Overweight. Nothing remarkable about her at all.
Someone knocked at the door and she straightened, thinking that she would not cower before them, but meet them head-on. They wouldn't break her. No one would. She was untamable.
