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Part of me wondered what the f**k I was looking at, while another part knew exactly what it was.
At the back of this large room was a stage and on this stage stood five completely naked women, each of whom were collared. There was an auctioneer taking bids on one of the women in the middle of the stage. It all looked very civilized as I saw the gentlemen in the room seated in round booths, some on their own, some with other women, some with what I assumed were business associated.
“This is Clara,” the auctioneer read from a leather-bound journal on a podium. “She is 22, a senior at NYU, and has studied ballet for the past 17 years. Turn around for us please, Clara.”
I watched as Clara did what she was told, totally mesmerized and aghast at what I was seeing and hearing. They truly we
