4. Sold to the highest bidder

Sold to the highest bidder

Nomia pov

“Eunuchs first” Manfred announces as he enters the room, a new happy skip to his step. He looks up and down the rows of people like so much spoiled goods. “Then anal virgins, then vaginal virgins. Nomia last. She’s the only double.”

Two men with sticks enter the room, unchain the first eunuch they come to and lead him beyond the doors, into what I can only assume is the main auction hall. One by one, the eunuchs disappear.

Then Machteld and Gertrude enter and take the first girl through those doors - the number of girls diminishes quickly and it’s my turn before I know it.

Machteld reaches out and pinches my nipples. I flinch “Need them perky so they pay what you’re worth” Gertrude tells me, before pinching my cheeks.

As we enter the room, I see a platform in the middle - like a gallows stage. Around the stage in a semi-circle are a load of chairs; mainly empty. I count about twenty men; all of them exuding power. I can’t help my cringe away, back into Gertrude and Machteld.

“Now don’t let our last prize fool you with her looks! She has potential for a good rack and a nice ass - plus her mouth is sweet and soft - no teeth! Imagine being sucked off by this pretty face! The girl has it all - a double virgin too! Tight inexperienced holes and a soft, experienced mouth! What more could you ask for?! Let's start at 45 gold coins!”

Machteld and Gertrude march me up onto the stage as Manfred ‘praises’ me. Three men stand and make their way over to me. I assume they’re alphas as, together, their auras are suffocating. I’m held in place by Gertrude and Machteld.

One with soft brown curls and chocolate coloured eyes takes my face between his soft hands and turns my head this way and that. Then he drags my mouth open with his thumb and forefinger “Open up” he coos. I comply, shooting him a look of hatred.

The man ignores me and hums in agreement. “Yes… she does have soft gums. Her teeth might return if she gets her wolf though.”

“You could keep her weak?” Manfred shrugs. The man looks at him, but simply nods and walks away silently.

A second man steps up - he has ice blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. He copies the first man; taking my head and twisting it around so he can see me from all angles. I wish I had teeth to bite him.

He lets go and I feel momentary relief, until: “Turn around” he orders. Machteld and Gertrude spin me in place.

“Bend over” he orders. I hesitate, Gertrude huffs and drags my shoulder down. I feel this second man step up behind me and push his hips against my ass. “She’s a good height - with some heels she’d be a pretty picture… she could certainly earn her keep.” he muses out loud.

I will the tears to remain in my eyes.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any more degrading, the third man steps up. His grey eyes assess me coolly. His blonde curls spring in different directions; his aura is friendlier than the first two. He takes my face in his hands gently, and, smiling, looks into my eyes.

“45 gold pieces is a steep price for a rake of a girl with missing teeth, half an ass and only the mere promise of tits.” He lets me go “You’re aiming high today Manfred.”

“If you feed her well Alpha Zared, she’ll grow them” Manfred nods enthusiastically.

The man scoffs “You couldn’t possibly guarantee that.” he sounds bored “Some females just have… mediocre genetics.”

“Her hymen is intact and her ass is so tight we could barely get one finger in”

“Whilst I agree that’s rare these days, 45 gold is too high - I’ll give you 30.”

The second man jumps in “35!”

They each throw out numbers until I’m sold to Alpha Zared for 75 gold coins. I hope he’ll protect me for such an investment? Even I’ve heard whispers of Alpha Zared. Most say he is cruel. I can only pray for better treatment now.

“Ah, Jared. Dress her appropriately and meet me at the carriage” It’s only when Alpha Zared speaks that I notice another man has approached, carrying a leather bag. Alpha Zared leaves, presumably to make payment. For me. I swallow the excess saliva gathering in my mouth.

Jared waits until everyone else has gone. Then, he furtively opens the bag and pulls out a soft, finely woven dress. It’s beautiful, but I hesitate - I don’t want to be naked in front of this man. He oozes malice.

The man just grins at me with an evil glint in his eye and a vile grimace on his lips. “Need help getting that off?” he asks.

I shake my head quickly, and start tugging at the strings. “No sir” I whisper softly.

“You will address me as Beta Jared” he snaps, curtly. “Now hurry up - I don’t have all day!”

I start to wonder where Alpha Zared is, how far away he is, how quickly he could get back to me - I am not safe with Bets Jared.

Hastily, I rip the flimsy thing from my body, grabbing the blue dress, I pull it over my head as quickly as possible. Jared huffs a laugh as he throws slippers at my feet. I just hope I’m a little safer in this thing.

Beta Jared shoves his arm back into the bag, pulling out a collar and leash. My eyes widen in shock and horror - I’ve never seen a human being led like a horse before. Beta Jared wordlessly places the heavy leather collar around my neck “Heel” he sneers as he gives the leash a tug.

I follow him closely - I have no other choice.

Outside, a luxurious carriage with six horses awaits. The driver door opens and Beta Jared climbs in. He tugs on my leash as I hover outside.

“Jump!” he tells me, all too cheerfully.

I clamber up and wait, meekly, for his next command.

“Sit” he says, pointing to the bench opposite him. We wait for Alpha Zared.

He takes forever.

But as he finally climbs in, he takes one look at me and sighs “Jared, get that thing off her - she’s mine, not yours. If you want to play doggy you should have bought your own”

“I thought you’d appreciate it too” Jared pouts.

“I would. But there’s a difference between us sharing a whore and you touching my new, and expensive, concubine. Wouldn’t you say?” Alpha Zared’s voice is suddenly dangerous. I cringe back, away from the both of them.

Reluctantly. Beta Jared removes the collar and takes the leash away. I rub my neck.

“Come. Sit opposite me” Alpha Zared instructs me.

I shuffle over to my left, so I’m directly opposite to Alpha Zared. He leans forward, minty breath fanning my face. In a soft whisper, designed only for me he says “I don’t think anyone really knows what you really are, do they? But I don’t think you’re a plain old werewolf, are you? There’s something different about you. I saw it in your eyes. I’ll have you checked when we reach home.”

With that, he leans back and closes his eyes. Ignoring me, and Beta Jared for the whole journey.

Which takes hours by the way. I’m glad Gertrude and Machteld managed to fatten me up a little bit, or the hard seat in this carriage would have split my ass every which way.

We finally stop at an inn. The coachman opens the door, allowing Alpha Zared to exit first, followed by Beta Jared, and then me.

A round woman greets us just inside the Inn. “Good evening Alpha, Beta” she says, nodding at them both in turn and ignoring my existence completely.

“I’ve prepared your usual suite, Alpha Zared. Beta Jared, I have a room for you with an extra cot for your…charge.” She smiles at him, whilst waving her hand in my direction.

I freeze. Spending the night with Beta Jared?

“Yes” Jared says, shortly “I’m on babysitting duty.” He rolls his eyes, but the woman just hands him keys and points in the general direction of the rooms. Every step fills me with dread.

We enter and Jared turns to look at me, that malicious glint back in his eye.

“Well, little puppy” he sneers at me “I’ll give you this chance to relieve yourself and then we’ll tie you up nice and tight, eh? Wouldn’t want you to escape while I’m down at dinner. The toilet is behind that door.” he points toward a heavy door and I wonder fleetingly if I could hide behind it all night.

As I sit on the toilet, I can only pray Beta Jared doesn’t do anything - that Alpha Zared being annoyed about the collar and leash is enough to keep me safe for the night. I drink several gulps of water from my hands before heading back into the bedroom. Beta Jared is waiting for me, leather bindings in hand. He looks… excited?

“Come here” he calls and I numbly walk over to stand in front of him. “Look here; premium leather wrist and ankle bindings. Only the best for Zared’s bitch” he spits at me, as he fastens them. Then he grabs a rope “Lie on the bed - face down.” he orders. I comply and, as soon as I’ve done so, he pulls my back in an arch by tying my wrists and ankles together behind my back.

“Oh you do look beautiful in this hogtie” he whispers huskily, causing an involuntary shiver to run down my spine. I don’t respond. “I’m going to dinner with the Alpha. I’ll bring you something… but until then…” he places a blindfold over my eyes and gently strokes my hair. I release the breath I was holding as I hear him leave the room and I’m left alone with my thoughts.

After what seems like hours, I finally fall asleep despite the uncomfortable position. I hope for the disembodied voice to come comfort me but, as usual, I am left disappointed.