"How much for these two females!" asked a tall and bulky man.
"200 stones for these two," replied another voice.
For the past two days I've been in a cage with another girl named, Eurelle. She was quiet and reserved. She never spoke much but would cry often-which I could understand- she had a curvy body with black curly hair and brown eyes. Chains were shackled onto our hands, feet, and neck. In the background we could hear other girls screaming and crying. They kidnapped us from our old home to be sold as slaves.
"hmm, they'll make for a nice midnight snack," retorted the man.
And with that we were forced out of the cage and to walk to our new "home" as the man called it... Naked. Strangers laughed at us and harassed us as we were pulled and tugged through the village. Men gropped us, women threw rotten food at us and cursed us out, while children watched wide-eyed. When we finally got there the man chained us up on his bed. A fire was lit to keep the room warm. There was an awkward silence for awhile till the man finally said something.
" You two will call me Master. If I hear anything else I will make u sleep outside," he stated in a deep and stern tone as he smacked Eurelle upside the head, for looking away. As a response she whimpered and started to cry. I tried to her reassure her that everything will be alright, by hugging her and cradling her in my arms. But our master wouldn't allow it. He pulled me away from her and asked, "you, girl, what's your name?"
Frightened, I managed to stutter out in a low tone, "C-c-cinder."
"WHAT! Girl. Speak up," his scream felt like fire scorching down my back. He raised his hand high in the air to demonstrate I'd be next if I don't do as I'm told.
"Cinder! My name is Cinder," I yell out. Covering my face hoping itll help block his blow. But no blow came instead a chuckle came as a response
"Good girl," master said as he started to coress my nipples and pinching them. I whimpered, frightened from what he might do next I attempt to squirm away. "and your friend, Cinder? What's her name?" as he asked he pinched my nipple harder till it started to turn purple I screamed and instinctively yelled out, " Eurelle." he let go of my nipple.
"Good girl," master whispered and grabbed both our faces and pulled us close to his ruff brown beard, "from now on you girls will have no names. You will only be called slaves." with that he grabbed my brown curly hair and turned me around forcing me to bend over and reveal my crotch to him. I could feel his eyes running over my pussy. A chuckle came out as he did the same to Eurelle. She lay next to me tears running down her cheeks. All we could hear was how our master began to unzip his pants. A grunt came out as he presses his hard and warm dick onto my pussy forcing himself into me. I gasped and cry out for him to stop.