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“Neither am I,” she smiled, “but Liam pays me for more than just the work I do for him.”
My mouth fell agape in shock, “You get paid to have sex with him?”
She nodded, giggling, “Well, that's not all.” Shuffling her feet back and forth, she blushed, “I spend time with him too, and we don't always just have sex.”
“So basically, you have a Sugar Daddy then?” Slightly amused, I snickered, but not surprised. She was more liberal than I was when it came to that stuff.
“Well, it goes deeper than that,” she murmured, internally battling telling me the entire story. “It was sort of when I needed money after I left the bar and--.”
Before she could finish her sentence, we heard a tapping sound come from the speakers. We both spun toward the stage at the back of the room. A beautiful woman was standing behind a microphone, commanding the attention of everyone in the ballroom. The music slowly faded to a dull background noise. A hush slowly dispersed through the crowd.
“Oh no,” Tanya mumbled as her eyes sympathetically found mine.
It was then I knew something was wrong. There was something she was not telling me, causing me to grow suspicious. She pulled me to the front of the crowd as her boss and the other three men gathered with us. The lady on stage called out a name. A young woman walked out on stage, standing about five feet away. She beamed with pride as she swayed back and forth, playing with the stitching on her dress.
“Lacey is from Los Angeles and has just moved here,” the woman with the microphone started an introduction. “She is looking for a great time and wanted me to make sure you men know that she is proud of her oral skills.”
There were whistles and howls from the crowd as a few of the men around the room grew excited. I am not quite sure my brain was processing what was happening until she continued.
“We will start the bidding at one thousand dollars!”
They were auctioning her off! Men started holding up numbered paddles, but they were not the standard auction paddles. They were shaped like BDSM paddles. Everything was happening so rapidly that my head began to spin.
“Sold!” the woman shouted, pointing toward the back of the room. “Seven Thousand Dollars!”
One by one, fifteen more women went up on stage before one more was called. She was visually flawless by society's standards. One of the men standing next to William started bidding on her. He would not allow anyone else to have her.
“Sold!” the woman called out once again, pointing toward William’s friend. “Five hundred thousand Dollars!”
What?! I froze while I momentarily zoned out. The amount of money these men were paying to have sex with these women, baffled me. My mouth hung agape as Tanya looked at me with an apologetic expression on her face. I realized why.
During my state of shock, I had zoned out for an unknown amount of time. She jolted me back to reality when she nudged me toward the stage. I took a few steps forward, almost stumbling. Spinning to face her, I glared in her direction, confused. That was when I heard it.
“Come on up, sweetheart,” the lady on stage was speaking to me, “it's okay.”
A spotlight fell on me and I froze. Everyone looked on as I was paralyzed. Slowly, I turned toward her with eyes the size of saucers. She nodded, gesturing with her hand toward the stairs on the side of the stage. I reluctantly approached, ascending the steps in disbelief. Sheepishly, I stopped on a piece of tape shaped like aXon the floor. I searched for Tanya, but the lights were so bright, it was hard to see her. I was able to slightly make out that she gave me a nervous thumbs up, then buried her face into William's body as he held her tight.
I felt like I would lose consciousness as the woman started her opening about me. “This is Isabelle. She is twenty-two and originally from a small town in Ohio.”
My eyes snapped toward the woman as I listened to her spill my information to the crowd.
She continued without missing a beat, “We’ve been told that Isabelle is a virgin and is ready to make some man here very lucky.”
Embarrassed, I felt heat rise within my cheeks. My eyes widened once again, darting toward Tanya, but she was not watching me. She knew I would be seething with fury over this, yelling at her the moment we were alone at our apartment. How dare she give my very personal guarded secret to a stranger, who turned it around, revealing it to a room full of masked guests.
The bidding started. I felt all the blood drain from my face as I began to panic. The figures climbed. She passed five hundred thousand, and I gulped.
“Oh,” she grinned, “I see two men who are incredibly determined to have you, honey.”
She glanced over toward me, but I was too mortified to adjust my eyes. I continued to stare at the floor, as the bids continued to pour in. When they reached seven hundred thousand, I knew that I would surely faint. I prayed that I would; anything to be away from here.
Suddenly I heard a loud voice bellow from the crowd, “One million dollars!”
I froze, snapping my eyes up toward the sea of people, searching for who shouted.Someone just bought me for one million dollars!Surely this was a joke. How was this possible? I am a human being! How could someone just purchase me like an item on a shelf in a store?
The crowd roared in celebration. These people were applauding that I was now a forcedhooker. I trudged off the stage, unsure of who bought me. I did not even care. I needed to escape as quickly as my legs would carry me. Spotting a set of large French doors to my side, I took off sprinting from the stage. I scurried over to the patio railing, facing away from the building as tears flowed down my face, under my mask.
Suddenly, a deep voice spoke behind me, “You're supposed to go backstage and check in.”
