There's one more advance
From Create Your Own Story
"Ten million." A single voice for the far back says.
The entire crowd gives a unanimous gasp, and even the auctioneer seems shocked by the amount. You haven't heard this person bid until now, and wonder if he just got here or something.
The auctioneer clears his throat, and nervously says, "Um, the bidding stands at t-ten million. Any advances?" The crowd remains silent, and the auctioneer slams his gavel down. "Sold. Congratulations, Mr Fountesque."
With that the curtains close, and your life now belongs to someone else. It's a very surreal feeling that your life is no longer your own, and you can't help but wonder what awaits you as this Fountesque's slave.
The auctioneer comes up to you and unlocks your leash. "Well, you certainly made me more than I ever anticipated. I should be grateful, but I can't help but feel sorry for your fate."
Sweat rolls down your face, and you nervously ask, "W-what do you mean? Who bought me?"
With a tug on your leash, the auctioneer leads you through the auction house. "Fountesque is merely a servant to his lord. Who no one has ever seen before. He's purchased many women before you, and no one hears of them again. It's like they vanish. Who knows what that really means, but if some of the rumors are to be believed, it's none too pleasant."
An apple seems lodged in your throat, and you find it difficult to find the words. You dwell on it for so long that before you know it, you're outside and see Fountesque beside a black carriage, patiently waiting for you. He's a good looking human, with well kept short brown hair and a fancy suit.
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny, female orc, slave | Equipment:
collar, leash, wrist binds |
| Experience | Virgin | |
| HP | 100 | |
