Ashley “Down, beta. I don’t want anything to mark that pretty face,” the man with the clipboard cautioned him. “Now she has a reputation for being feisty. The crowd is gonna like that. You got her, Sylvester?”A man grunted behind me, and my dress was once again hiked to my armpits. “No bite marks. No stretch marks. You say she’s a virgin?”“Pure as the day she was born.”“We’ll start her at three thousand. You get sixty percent of what she goes for. Sylvester, turn her around.”Sylvester turned me as the man with the clipboard retrieved a hot poker from the fire pit.I tried to fight, but it was useless. The man swept my hair up, and torturous pain seared in the back of my neck as I was branded. A hand wrapped around my mouth as I screamed, and when I was put back on my feet, all my fight was gone.I swayed, not even sure I could walk. The man tossed the brand back in the fire, and I whimpered.“Number six,” he bellowed, and Sylvester pulled me toward the other women. In shock, I st
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