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She seemed to wake up from an unrelenting sleep slowly. She shook her head carefully and pushed her cuffed hands against the dry, hard ground to lift the top half of her naked body up. Her eyes slowly gazed over everything happening around her, though she looked too drowsy to register anything. She attempted to stand up, but a strong hand pusher her back to the hard, dusty ground. She landed with a slight thud as dust settled around her like an old sheet. As she craned her neck and body around to see w ho had pushed her, she blinked several times to keep the dust out of her eyes. She started to ask who he was, but found she could not open her mouth. She tried to stand up again, but the hand forced her back on her stomach. ¨Yer a feisty little bitch, ain’t ya? Ya better settle down ’er sellin’ ya will be twice as ’ard, ya bein’ new an’ all.¨ She looked around again, now that she was more awake, and noticed several more naked women cuffed ont he ground around her, none moving. Several feet infront of her was a tall platform. she could hear a deep gristly voice yell out to a crowd of eager faced men. ¨I’ll take twenty gold an’ five silver fer this ’un ’ere. Hers may not be tha purdiest but hers behaves quite well, hers does.¨ He yelled out a few words she couldn’t quite make out. Men were almost clawing their way to the gristly voiced man on the platform. A few seconds later, a naked cuffed wman was escorted to a small cage on the back of a wagon. She looked around, the sudden realization hitting her full force of what was happening. She tried to speak again but a sharp pain coursed through her face. She reached both hands to touch her mouth and found it had been sewn shut. Panicked, she looked around to the other women around her and their mouths were also sewn shut. The ones she could see the faces of were awake. Every woman she laid her eyes on was physically perfect. ¨Come on,¨ the same voice that had spoken to her before grunted, ¨even untrained, yer worth more then these other bitches.¨ He roughly grabbed her arm and almost forced her into a cage. No shade from the unrelenting sun. Her throat ached and scratched as if someone was trying to light matches every time she swallowed.



(C) Elizabeth Smith June 2008.

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