You were perfect…
The way your thighs smoothed onto your hips…
You were Alcina’s prize possession.
You were a new girl that was brought to a brothel show, it the village a few new girls had the opportunity to be bought by a patron and so that girl wouldn’t have to work so hard to get clients…
And well…when it was your showing night it was the same night Alcina sat in the back looked at all the woman who walked into the stage.
Alcina was a picky woman…
#19?…no she was too short…
#12? Oh god no.
#4?…she didn’t look like she was the prettiest apple on the tree
But then there was you…
“And here is number 23! She is a gorgeous-“ the auction man said.
But alcina stopped listening and instantly held up her number, but someone else kept on trying to beat her.
After about 7 minutes of upping the payment, the woman already was up to $12,000
“20,000.” Alcina called out and she watched as the other person stuttered and before they could go up a few the bell went off.
The girl was hers.
Alcina watched as a man walked onto the stage and helped to lead the woman off and brought another one up.
Alcina got up and went to the door to the office to the people who had ran the brothel to retrieve her girl.