The city lights flash by fast. Rose’s heart begins to thump hard against her chest. Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump… Her eyes skim over the bodyguards besides her. They intimidate her, make her queasy, helpless, unsafe which totally defeats their purpose. But she eyes the man in white in front of her and she feels even more helpless. Those mean, vicious yet somehow attractive features on his face make Rose uncomfortable. She’s been staring at that face for far too long for as long as she could ever since he took her two years ago. He told her that today was the day. For what, she didn’t know. She did know that it was important, though, because he ordered his servants to have her dressed up. With make up, which was rarely ever use in the year 2736. 
         “Where are we going?” asks Rose. Two years is a long time to get used to someone who kidnapped you but treated you well. Thats somehow what rose felt: Comfort around him because of the way he treated her. Always giving her what she wants, keepin her in good shape. But never letting her out of his sight for even one minute. He was always afraid she’ll run away.
         “To a club,” replies William. His icy blue eyes meet her green ones. She grimaces. Somehow she knew this was the last time she’ll ever see him. Taking a deep breath, Rose sat up and took a seat next to him. 
        “Will I ever go home?” asks Rose. She skims for any sign of emotion on his face. There is none. 
       Sighing, William lets his hand wander up her leg and then down again. He para it lightly. This was an enticing touch for her. She’s been feeling this intense level of LONGING inside of her every time he touched her for the past couple of days. She blushed, feeling his strong grip on her leg. His fingers snake up higher and higher until she starts to anticipate his touch more and more. Until she can’t handle it. Her insides were burning with passion and she knew it. Even if she was a virgin, she knew all about what it was to be turned on like the way she was just now. His fingers pressed lightly against the crotch of her already damp panties before he chuckled and the car came to a stop. 
      “Go on, I need to have some privacy.” He ordered the mutts out. They obeyed and stepped off onto the grid.
      It was happening again, Rose thought. She gracefully got in between his legs, her heart swelling. Even if he had kept her against her will for a long time now, she still felt something for him. “The usual?” asks Rose. When this had first happened, she had been disgusted by the mere thought of having to please someone by doing it with the mouth—orally. But she learned to like it. To love it as though it was just plain old routine. 
       Now she rubbed his cock in a blissful haze. There was this lost look on her face. Like she had become addicted to doing this to him. Like she actually enjoyed it. She unzipped his pants and reached in for his cock. But just as she was about to slip it into her mouth, he stopped her by pulling her up onto her lap. “Yes, master?” she asked, her eyes twinkling with longing. 
       “Fuck me,” he ordered. She could feel Will’s cock pressing against her crotch, turning her on. Her nipples were hard. The hair on her arms standing up to attention. She grind slightly against it, liking the hard feel of it. 
       “But I’m a virgin,” says Rose, kissing William. They both embrace each other. Still lip-locked. Not once letting go for a few minutes. 
      “I know,” says William indifferently, pulling away a bit breathless. All of a sudden, the mood in the limo changed and he pushed her off of him. She gasped in shock and looked at him.
      “Are you ok?” she asks. This has happened many times before. Some playing around will turn him on, make him want to do her, but then he’ll back track and say ‘I know’ or ‘I’m saving you for something special’ or anything like that, along those lines. The only thing he can do now is put on a serious ‘all-business’ face. He stepped out of the limousine and then helped Rose off. It seemed like nothing was under them as she got off. When her feet first touched, she felt something close to glass sustain her. A blue light went off on the square she stood. She could see more buildings below her as she looked down.Rose obediently followed William.
       “There’s a surprise waiting for you inside,” says William, still with that indifferent tone. She smiles at him. He always made her feel like some sort of queen for unknown reasons. Without waiting for him to say anything, she kept following him. There was no one around but them. The place was big, fancy, and quite oddly isolated. She frowned but thought nothing bad of it. 
       Until she was inside, at least.
       Big round tables stood around her. At the very center of the room was a mass of men she’ve never seen before—or at least that’s what she thought. Suddenly she feared the worst thing ever and clung to Will’s arm. But as she came closer to all of them, she noticed the gold masks covering their eyes and foreheads. She swallowed loudly. Before she knew it, she was being yanked away by Will’s body guards. She whimpered and tried to shake them away but they held her still. 
       “Will, what’s going on?” she gasped. But there was no reply. Instead, the bodyguards cuffed one of her hands. There, at the very center of the circle of men was a pole. The body guards cuffed her hands back around the pole and made her stay there. She didn’t complain—she didn’t want to be whipped like before when Will had just taken her in. 
       “Okay, bidders, here’s your little Lily. Now, I must say, she’s been very well trained and is worth more than any of the whores I have brought before…” started Will. His tone was all business.  Suddenly, Rose knew what was going on. Will kept going on about her innocence. How she never did anything to contradict him. How obedient she was, her skill at giving good blowjobs. Etcetera, etcetera. 
     She started to freak out and look around the room. No one she knew. No one at all. She suddenly wished to be at home, in her school, anywhere where she could be safe. She stayed quiet nonetheless. It was already horrible as it was.