Saved By My Slave Mate

Rude Introduction

Rude Introduction

Four: Lyra

I was grabbed out of the back of the rolling cell and pulled out by Star. I kept my head up as everyone was staring at me as we passed by. I would not let them think that they can break me. I am not the one to be broken easily if at all. I think this is why people were spitting at me as I walked by. I didn’t even look at them. Anyone who could condone this type of treatment of others are not worth my time. I was pushed into a huge building. The room is huge and I notice they are separating us by gender. I also noticed that the children were taken somewhere else unless you are a developed teen. While men were being shoved to the right of this wide-open space the women where being shoved to the left.

I see a very tall muscular women walked in from a door from the back, Star right by her side. She walks down one side of the room looking at the men. She is picking some out and moving them to the end of the line. Then I watch as both of them come over to the women’s side. The same thing is done with some of the women being pulled out to go to the end of the line. I’m at the back as I was the last one to enter the building. She stops in front of me with Star having a wicked looking grin plastered on her face. “So, you are the one my daughter wants for the ring?” The woman that looks like she could be a man says to me. I don’t say anything just stare her in her eyes. Unlike all the others with their heads down staring at the ground.

After a few moments of me staring at the woman she smirks at me. “We will have to do something about your refusal for not showing you’re betters proper respect.” I wanted to smile at her but I held it in. If only you knew who I truly am is all I could think of. “Master, Master!” I hear a male in his early twenties come running to the huge woman. Master, I think, well someone has a big head. She raises her hand to stop the man in his spot not saying anything. She roughly pulls me by my arm and pushes me to the back of the line. She walks away with the male into the next room leaving Star in charge of us. She looks around the room and then comes to me last. With a wide smile on her face and a wicked gleam in her eye she says one word that freezes me to my spot. “Strip!”

I about choke on my spit when I see everyone stripping out of their garments, throwing them in the middle of the aisle. Star just stares at me when a guard steps towards me. Star takes a couple of steps towards me. “I will not say it again. Strip!” I look at her in defiance not moving. All of a sudden, I feel my arms being held down as they rip my clothes from my body. Unlike the popular belief having your clothes ripped off your body hurts. Make your skin feel like it is being ripped off as well. When all my clothes are gone the guards let me go, I fall to the ground. I see feet stop right in front of me. I look up and see Star standing right in front of me. “Next time you don’t follow directions you will be properly punished.”

“Now stand with your arm out at your sides.” She tells us while she is walking back to the middle of the aisle. I watch as a guard walks in holding a thick hose that has a lever at the side of the nozzles head. We are all standing with our arms out just waiting for the next set of directions. All of a sudden, I’m hit with a spray of slimy liquid. Rubbing my eyes, trying to get the g**k off of my face so I could open my eyes. I manage to open them and they start stinging. I sniff my hands. I think this is soap. Why in the world would she have us sprayed with soap? Then I get the answer to my question when the man holding the hose switches the lever and again spray me with water. The spay hurt and stung my skin as it made contact with me. I turn a couple of time to try and make sure all the soap gets off of me. He continues to spray down the line.

When all was said and done, I watched as the men and women who were not pulled out of the line were taken away. Then it what just us chosen that were left over. Star stayed with our group and just stared at us. “Follow me.” She starts walking and leads us down some stairs. I hear a cell door open and a guard counting out to fifteen and I hear the door slam shut. We came to another cell and at that time I felt and hand on my butt causing me to jump forward. I look behind me and see a guard staring at me with lust in his eyes. I turn and smile at him causing him to step forward. I knee him hard in his balls before turning back around to fall back in line.

I notice as I walk that there are cells on each side of the hallway. The men were still on the left side and the women on the right side. When I came to the last cell the guard counted to fourteen. I tried to walk inside but was stopped by Star. She grabs me by my arm roughly. I just know I will have bruises on my skin from them. She leads me to a dark corner away from everyone. She opens the cell door and pushes me in slamming the door behind me. I stand in a cell that is six by six with a cot on one side and a bucket on the other.

I just stand there not knowing what to do. There are no blankets or sheets on the bed for me to cover my naked body with. I shiver from the cold as I’m still dripping wet. I start to shake and tears start to roll down my face as I feel sorrow engulfing me. I know what my mother would say. “If you don’t like your situation then change it.” Well mom, I think to myself. I don’t think I can do anything right now to change my current circumstances. I sit on the cot and put my face into my hands as I bawl my eyes out.

I start to run out of tears when I hear voices coming my way. “Did you see the blond male in the other cell. I think I’m going to bid on him. Maybe he will give my daughter some pretty daughters.” I watch as the woman speaking comes into view. She stops in front of my cell and looks at me. “Don’t you look me in the eye and stand up so we can see what you got.” My eyes widen as I just sit there and stare at her. All of a sudden, I feel a jolt of electricity as a guard touches me with a rod. I jump squeaking. Staring at the guard while rubbing my side that he stung me in. Then this woman has the balls to say the most demeaning statement I have ever heard. “She is going to be a ring fighter. She has no muscles and she is short. She isn’t going to make it passed the first round of her first fight.” The lady laughs as she walks away from my cell.

I am stunned with what I just heard. Are all of us on display for everyone to come and look at naked? What the hell kind of place was I dropped in. It makes no sense how we are being treated, it’s inhumane. This goes on for about and hour. I’m not allowed to sit back down on my cot as the guard keeps stinging me with the rod he is holding. I give him a dirty look as I’m rocking from side to side on my bare feet. I hear a moan as I look to the front of my cell. A high-end man dressed in finery is rubbing his crotch and mumbling into his lady’s ear loudly. “To bad she is not for sale. She would make a great toy for us. Maybe I can talk the Master into letting us buy her.” The woman giggles nodding her head staring at my body. I feel so dirty in this moment that I want to crawl into a hole and hid.

The very last person to walk by my cell is a woman with a crown on top of her head. She doesn’t bother to look at me as she passes by with armed guards in front and behind her. A shiver runs through me feeling the power coming off of her. I cannot pinpoint what she is but she is very old and strong even if she only looks to be in her late twenties. I step to the back of my cell not wanting anything to due with the aura surrounding her.