Chapter 1: Sold

Freda's POV

"Thank you Mrs. Saints." I smiled taking the pay cheque she handed to me.

"You’re welcome Freda, see you tomorrow for your night shift." She smiled at me and I nodded.

"Sure," I said as I slipped the check into my bag.

"Freda, before you leave, take the trash out dear." I wanted to grumble as she said that because I was already tired from serving hungry people with no manners but I smiled and walked away from the door back to the kitchen so I could take out the trash.

I walked into the kitchen and picked up the bag of trash that was sitting inside the trash can. I tiredly dragged it out from the back of the diner and then dumped it into the smelly dumpster.

The night chill picked up making me cold, I looked up to see the full moon shining beautifully.

I washed my hand thoroughly and when I was done I strapped my bag well and got myself ready to start heading to the bus stop so I could catch the bus.

Working three jobs meant that I was always going to take the night shift on one of them. I just didn’t like the week when it was with Mrs. Saints.

Her cafe was in a very secluded area just before you entered the bustling of the city. A lot of people would drop by to get some early morning bite or something to eat for the night from here.

And so, despite being used to staying out late, the loneliness on this street made me a little uneasy.

I got to the front but I didn't see anyone there. I got more scared when I saw that two hefty men were already standing by my side. I flinched.

When did they get here?

"Follow us and don't say a word." They came out of nowhere and ordered me to follow them.

"Why?" I had said it that people in this town are so creepy, how would they think I would just follow them.

"What does 'follow you 'mean?" I'm so tense right now but I dare not show it.

I want to walk away but the other man who had several scars on his face and thick black hair pulls me by my hand.

Both men were in black and their looks alone made me want to run but their grip on both sides of my arms was rock tight.

"What do you want from me!" I screamed, a car was driving along the road and I saw it as an opportunity to call out for help.

"Help!" I yelled and I didn't see them trying to stop me, the car pulled up in front of me and the other man with a straight face and sharp jawline, tensed muscles, and dirty look pulled the door open and they dragged me in.

My whole body quivered in fear as I began to scream for help.

"Shut the fuck up!" The man with the scars hit me on my face and I groaned.

"Just let me go," I yelled one more time and he gave me a punch on my face and the other one covered my mouth with a handkerchief, making me sniff whatever the fuck was on it.

"I have no money." I tried to say but my words came out as a mumble and I saw nothing but darkness.

What is really happening?

The loud screaming, laughter, and loud music disturbed my eardrums. The smell of alcohol mixed with perfumes and people's body odor filled my nose, I made a grunt as I tried to open my eyes, everything was blurry so I blinked several times until my eyes opened properly and I was lying on the floor of something that looked like a cage,  l snapped my head around to see women half naked and some fully naked.

Everything looked disgusting, it was a bit dark in there and the little lighting barely made any difference.

It looked like a club but a strip club where people could just fuck themselves because I was seeing a girl ride a man's dick and people were cheering her.

I cringed at it and almost threw up out of irritation.

I looked to my side and also saw that some girls were in cages too. I gawked around and noticed that I was on something like a stage.

"What the fuck is happening here?" I asked myself but I didn't get any answer because it was way too loud in here for someone to have heard what I said.

I looked down at myself and I'm almost bare, just in my underwear, I tried to cover myself from the cold and from the eyes of everyone.

I tried my best not to cry even when I noticed that it was a done situation and I could never get away from there.

"Psst." A girl in the cage by my right called me and I turned to look at her.

"They kidnapped you as well?" She asked and I shrugged

"Obviously."

"You'll be auctioned soon, the highest bidder gets you on his bed and as a slave.

"Huh, what the fuck are you saying..?" As I said this, a lady wearing just a bra and pants walked up the stage.

"It's time for the auction of number 10." She said and I cringed at her irritating voice.

"That's you." The lady in the cage said. I wanted to scream but I kept shut for a while. My eyes were still roaming around the place, trying to get as much information as I could.

"As usual, the highest bidder will get to take her home, and she's going at 3,000.000” the lady uttered with a wide smile and I shuddered. "My God! These people are inhumane."

"Let me go!" I yelled and the girl beside me stared at me, alarmed.

"I'd rather you'd not scream. You don't know what they would do to you." As she said this I got more scared.

"$4,000.000" Someone from the crowd of ugly-looking men gave his bid.

"Going for $4,000.000”  the woman who looked like a low-life bitch informed.

"$4,800,000,” another man said from the crowd.

"Is that all the money you have on you? " another crooked man said and everyone burst out laughing.

”slave number 10 going for $4,800,000” the woman in charge of the auction yelled.

What in the name of fuck was really happening here, how could they take me from my workplace and come here to auction me, I've not only been kidnapped, and now I'm being sold.

"Oh, good Lord!" I whimpered, finally letting tears fall.

"I'm done for."

"$5,000,000," the first man said.

"Can I get $10,000,000?" The woman asked and everywhere became silent.

"$200,000,000,” a man from the crowd yelled. I was in shock that someone was willing to pay such an amount for me and the whole place was full of gaps and silence after that.

"Anyone 200,000, 000?" The place is dead silent as no one said a thing.

"Slave number ten going for $200,000.000,” she said.

"Going, going, gone! Congratulations No X, Come claim your slave."