Chapter 1: Abduction

NISHA

The darkness around me defined the darkness which was inside me.

As I looked around, I was in an empty dark room, lying almost naked. The cold air coming through the ac vent brushed my skin and made me shiver. My eyes were burning due to constant crying and I had no idea what would happen to me now.

I was here, in an unknown place, in an unknown room. While I was brought here, I did meet with a few people. Some seemed happy about our condition because of the assests it would bring them, while some were equally scared as me, worrying about their fate.

I have heard people say, that my fate would be in the hands of someone else after a few hours, and that person could do anything to me.

I have heard them speaking, even though the voices were feeble, I somewhat understood what they were saying, and then, it scared me. They were trafficking us. Either they would pimp us out, or they would take out our organs and sell them on the black market, and I couldn't decide what would be worse.

I was terrified, I wanted to run away from here. I couldn't even remember how did I end up here, and whatever they were saying, it made me feel more terrible. I had no idea what would happen now and I could do nothing except dreading about it.

"Aahh!"

"Don't please!"

"It's hurting!"

"Ahhh!!"

"No!"

Out of sudden, I heard the cries of a woman from a different room. Her voices were screaming pain. I immediately got up and walked towards the direction the voice was coming from, and when I reached near the walls, I placed my ears to hear what was happening, and from whatever I heard, I almost pissed in my pants.

"How did you dare to bite me?"

"No! I'm sorry!"

"You wretch!"

"Please, stop!"

"How dare you?"

"Please. I'm begging you."

I could hear a woman crying and begging for mercy, a man cursing her and whipping her. Those whips sounded loud and I was sure it would hurt like hell. I could sonehow feel the pain on my skin that she would be feeling. These people were monsters, and they would by any means make sure that we do as they please. I was now stuck with no escape.

I slowly walked towards the centre of the room and sat there. The dark room, fear of unknown and the haunting lonliness was a little too much for me to bear.

Soon enough, I heard the door of the room getting unlocked. I curled up in my sitting position, trying to cover as much as skin possible and I looked at the people entering the room with my eyes full of fear.

I gulped as they walked towards me. I wished I could run from here but they appeared much stronger than I was.

And then, out of sudden, one of the guys held my by my arms and pulled me up in a jerk making me stand up.

"Ah!" I hissed in pain, but my voice fell into deaf ears.

"She's fifth in line. We have got to clean her up and make her ready for the evening."

One guy spoke to the other about me as if I was some kind of commodity.

"What's fifth in line? Where are you people taking me to?" I cried out.

And in no time, his fingers dug in my cheek so deep that it began hurting my jaw.

"Listen you filth. We don't have enough patience to deal with your tantrums and drama. We want to get it done easily and if you want all this to be easy and painfree for you, just keep your mouth shut and let us do our job," he spoke with a threatning authority.

They almost dragged me out of the room, taking me to somewhere I had no idea about. I couldn't look straight due to the humiliation I felt. I was just looking towards the ground, trying not to cry in pain that I felt with because of their grip on me. I could feel people looking at me, whispers and chatters, speaking something about me. It was extremely humiliating.

Soon enough I was brought to a huge bath area. I looked around and it felt dreading.

"Take her, and clean her up!" One of the guy muttered and almost threw me towards a woman.

That woman held me, preventing me from falling down and took me in. I was so scared that I no more had the energy to react to whatever they were doing. I just let them.

She stripped me of the little clothing I had and started applying soap on my body. I felt disgusted, standing naked in front of two guys and two women as they were doing that to me. After that, the women shaved every inch of my body, sparing hairs on my head. They cleaned me up and wrapped me with a towel.

As the women were done, the two guys again dragged me towards a different place.

"Man! This girl is extremely hot. I wish I could have had her," one of the guys spoke.

I felt terrified by his words. Would they rape me?

"Shut up! You know that's against our policies and I have seen girls hotter than her here," the other one replied.

"Yeah! She won't be someone's personal slave. They would probably pimp her and earn hefty money from her," he replied.

I was petrified. They would pimp me? What had I gotten myself into? I wanted to go home.

Soon enough I was brought to a dressing room. I could see sultry clothes on the hanger, makeup products and huge mirrors. One woman immediately rushed towards us as if she was waiting for me.

"I will take care of the rest. You two leave," she spoke with authority as she held my hand and pulled me towards her.

The guys nodded and walked out of the room.

"These beasts. They don't know how to handle something delicate like a flower," she scoffed, looking at the mark of their fingers imprinted on my arms.

This lady sounded sweet and looked empathetic. Could she help me in running away from here? Could I ask help from her? I began to wonder.

"Come with me," she spoke as we walked towards the mirror.

She made me sit on a chair and started applying makeup on my face.

As she was making me ready, I realised no one here would dare to help me. They're doing their job, and I'm in their possession. I'm doomed.

"Listen to me very carefully. These people, they're monsters and if you don't do as they please, they won't think twice before killing you brutally. So, don't say a word, don't do anything that would piss them off," she spoke as if she was teaching me how to behave.

I was immediately reminded of the voices of that woman getting beaten. I gulped, because I knew I couldn't bear the whip.

"You look really innocent and sweet. So trust me when I say this. Look and act like you're a perfect submissive. You will go to any lengths to please your master. They will be fighting to have you and will pay a hefty amount to be with you."

Her words made me feel uncomfortable, but I had to accept this as my fate because I had no other choice.

She continued to apply makeup on my face while I looked at myself in the mirror. Even though I had access to every kind of makeup, I never liked to do it, and today I was being dolled up and prepared for something that I was scared off.

My face looked flawless and perfect, and I hated to admit, but I never looked so beautiful before. But all these were preparations before the goat was sacrificed. I was the goat, and they would sacrifice me for their monetary benefits. I would be someone's slave. Slavery, that I thought ceased to exist years ago.

As the lady was done with my makeup, she walked towards the hanger of extremely sultry clothes and pulled out something.

"Red will bloom on your body, and it would make you look appealing," she muttered as she turned and walked towards me.

In a minute, she handed over a lacey, red and transparent lingerie to me.

"Wear this, and you will be ready for the auction."

Auction!

Was I a commodity now?