Part One: Becoming His Property
As the strange men gripped her firmly by the elbows, Rebecca knew she had made a terrible mistake. She could not see; there was a leather hood which had been tied down around her head. It had no slits for eyes, and the dark fabric was pressed up against her face. The only opening was for her mouth, allowing her to breathe.
Other than this, she wore nothing at all. Her heart danced madly as she was escorted into the darkness. She did not know where she was going though she had a good guess. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, shackles bound her legs together so that she couldn’t move far or fast. She could feel the presence of the escorts, tough no-nonsense men who guided her forwards roughly with their hands.
The cold air brushed against her naked body, inspiring chills and visions of what was to come. Her body clinked with every step. Her bare feet slapped against the wooden floor. She was being led up. Up towards the auction block where her fate would be decided. Inside, she felt a bubbling mixture of terror, disbelief and a shameful undercurrent of anticipation.