2. Factory that sells girls 

*Trigger warning. Chapter recommended for 18 years old and older.

Chapter 2. Factory That Sells Girls 

Jade's POV 

"A factory?" I hushed as I watched her hand go behind her waist and grab a bunch of keys. 

She undid my cuffs and rubbed my wrists to soothe my pain. A red band had developed on my poor white skin on both wrists. It looked odd on my flesh. The way the woman gawked at my hands, it felt as if a great piece of art had been damaged during transportation. She stroked it nicely, then went for my ankles. 

I was confused about whether to be grateful to her or cry. I was confused about whether to rely on her for my life or take her as a major threat. These women were not safe for me, nor was this place. Still, I can't help my desperation, and I ask more and more questions. 

"What kind of factory is this? Are you going to botch us and sell our organs?" I wasn't aware of that question myself when I asked. It just popped out of nowhere. 

I looked ahead again. The pain and agony of injured girls filled my chest with ache. Some of the girls around me were bleeding profusely. Some had their hands broken or amputated. Some people's jaws were broken, and some had their heads shaved. The girl who had woken me up was sitting in the middle of the room with her s*x bleeding. It was obvious she was molested in the name of punishment. 

There was also a deep cut on her cleavage that she was trying to hold and tend to by using torn and dirty clothes. She was too young to be in a place like this. What made my heart bleed was her intensely flowing tears and her little trembling figure. Her tears made my eyes well up too. 

"Yes? What kind of place is this where girls are lying like cattle?" I asked as she massaged my feet. 

I was waiting for her reply when she pulled me up on my feet. I winced and sawthed in affliction, but the obese woman put my right hand around her shoulders, supporting me on my feet.

"Where are you taking me?" 

She didn't answer as she helped me walk towards the door. "Are you going to cut my hands too? Or my legs?" 

"Benny." The other woman jumped before us. 

I looked up at her astounded face and said, "Shania is dead. The high dose probably killed her." She told the obese woman, who goes by the name Benny, then looked at me. 

"What do we do now?" Both the women shared an evil smile. I didn't know what it meant, but whatever it was, it was going to be bad for me. 

"She'll replace her." The obese one said as she dragged me with her. 

The healthy one seemed way too happy: "She's finally awake. We can expect a crazy flow of cash, for she's the most beautiful one of the month. Since Shania is dead and she was going to be the last one to put up for auction today, we will make this one replace her." 

I refused to walk. Staring deep into her eyes with a defiant look, I asked, "If you want me to come with you, tell me what kind of factory this is." 

"It's a grooming factory—we groom and sell girls to eager buyers and make millions of dollars. There is more profit if the girl is virgin, like you." My face heated up at the sound of it. I never regretted being a Virgin before as much as I am doing now. 

So... I am sold. Or going to be sold. I don't know which one to accept first! 

I let my body lose weight and allowed the women to carry me outside. 

"What about those girls who are bleeding or disabled?" My fate was in front of me and I was still curious to know about the factory I woke up in. 

Both the women shared a look, and then the thin one said, "Girls who refuse to follow our orders are punished. They either lose their body parts or their lives." 

'Who will mention sexual assault and rape?' I wanted to snap that on her face but I controlled my building rage. I need to keep my sharp tongue in check if I want to get out of here. 

"Body parts happen to most of them, as the disabled ones can further be used for other bargains." So pathetic. 

Tears strolled down my eyes. I sobbed but didn't let fear shake me. 

"We cut body parts to scare the other girls." The obese one whispered to me as if she were trying to read my mind and see through my affected heart so she could find a weak nerve. "So they don't put up a fight and come quietly like yourself." 

They led me through a door and inside a bathroom. When they let go of my hands, I plummeted to the floor on my face. I watched one close the door and the other prepare a bath for me.

"Now take off your clothes and come. We need to dress you up. They are waiting to see you—our best product of the month." I closed my eyes as they both picked me up again and led me into the bathtub. 

Although tears constantly streamed out of my eyes, I didn't tremble. Not internally, at least. This is not the end for me. Because this is the beginning of a life I refuse to live. A life I don't want the other women to live either. I will help them. And I will only be able to help if I don't play dumb.

And crying and trembling and putting up a fight against them would be dumb. I will act smart and get out of here. I will get out and get others out too. 

Tbc...

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I know the chapters are hurtful but trust me, the progress will leave you with a satisfied grin. Our ML is not weak at all. You'll know that in the upcoming c hapters. 

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