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His eyes expand at the realization of what’s happened hits him. I watch the blood pour from his neck and start to dribble from his mouth. Lajos takes his hands and presses them to his neck, but it won’t help. “You fucked with me, Lajos. If you hadn’t done that, you might be able to live.” I rip my knife from his neck, wiping each side clean on his clothing before I slide it back in my holster. His hands are still on his neck, squeezing like it’ll stop the bleeding. I want to laugh, but it’s far too pathetic. Taking my hands, I push his chest with force until he topples over the side of the boat.
Peering over the side, I watch as his body comes into contact with the sea. “Well, at least that’s done with now.” I say to myself, taking a set of stairs down to another level. The sound of classical music meets my ears, signaling that I’m close to where the auction must be.
In the past I’ve been to a few of these things, always different than the rest. There’s one thing they have in common, though. They attract the weirdest people in all humanity, sometimes the most demented.
As I look down one more level, I see a small booth area where two women are sitting with tablets. A red carpet leads up to them, and it continues down to an area with tables and silk cloths over them. Men are in fitted suits walking around with champagne and appetizers. I walk down the stairwell and approach the carpet, standing behind a couple who give their name to the two women. They’re greeted professionally and then are given a paddle, and off they go down into the area where the waiters are.
“Sir, you’re next,” a beautiful brunette urges me to come forward.
Upon approaching the table, I give her my name, “Mr. Dalca. I’ve already given Lajos the funds for number four-thirty-nine.”
She stops smiling immediately, making me see that this girl does have a reputation. “Ah, I see. Would you like us to fetch her for you now so you may be on your way?”
“No, sweetheart. I’d like to stay and see the others you have to offer as well. I’d rather my prize not know about the arrangement I’ve made with your boss.”
“Of course. Here is your paddle, and feel free to mingle until the auction starts.”
I mutter off my thanks, grabbing my paddle, and head through a set of double doors. As I enter, I see a bar from my peripheral and head that way. I could use a good old scotch right about now. “Scotch, please,” I tell the bartender while my nerves take over me. I’m not the type of man who typically gets nervous, but this isn’t like any other day.
I’m about to meet the woman who I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember. Someone who can give me so much more than any other can. “Here you are, Sir.” He hands me my drink, and I take a sip back, allowing the liquor to burn down the back of my throat.
“Is it your first time?” A short blonde woman who must be in her mid-forties approaches me, giving me quite the devilish smile.
I laugh. “Quite the contrary. I’m picking up my order.”
“Oh, I see. Well, I’m Esmerelda. I don’t believe that we’ve met before. My husband, Alistair, and I are usually at every auction Lajos organizes. We offer aservicethat some new owners might be looking for.”
They don’t have to tell me what they do, because her choice words just did. They’re slave breakers. Basically, people who make your slave as boring as the rug in your hallway. Some owners want women to be like this; obedient and to lose sight of who they are. It’s not something that I want for Presley. I want her light inside her to stay alive for many years to come. She’ll be a great wife and an even better business partner when the time comes.
“You see, we take the most disobedient of slaves and turn them into whatever your heart desires. If you want a girl to suck your cock ten hours a day, by the time we’re done with her, she’ll be able to do it better than any other. If you want a beautiful maid that you can fuck over your couch while your wife is away, don’t fret, we’ll make sure her pussy is wetter than anyone you’ve been with before. Whatever your heart desires, we can do.” She’s trying so hard to sell me on her business, but I will make it clear that I want no part in it.
A bell rings, signaling that the auction is starting soon. It’s my way out of this dreadful conversation, and as I walk away towards the tables, I speak to her. “I appreciate you offering your help, but I’ll let you know if I need it.”
