Slave Market ( CandiedCreativity & MrBellroy )

It was almost noon, when you and other slaves were escorted from the ship's hold up on a large wooden platform in a middle of market. Guards masterfully chained each slave by their ankles to the rings attached to platform, one by one until all of you were evenly spaced out, between tracks for potential buyers.

Before letting customers in, guards started to make rounds, making sure that each specimen was well represented, giving whips or two to those who decided to sit or lie down. Once market was opened platform was flooded with people, they wanted to touch and check every one out but guards didn't let anyone to have too much and spoil the goods, after about an hour of this large, wide shouldered and muscular man with raven black hair, blocked sun for you. He gave you a large sly smile before making a step in your direction with second he stepped onto a chain that held your ankles locking you in place. "Hello there" – You heard his low voice.

Eva's lips pursed together as she watched a burly guard check her chains before he reminded her to stand straight and drew back his whip. She let out a gasp as the leather found the back of her knees. She straightened herself up so her body showed to anyone who wanted to see. She was small, standing at five feet and four inches, with a small waist that led to her curvy hips. She reached up and wiped a trail of sweat from her beneath her long brown locks.

The hands kept grabbing at her, checking her chest and grazing her ass, but she was passed up for blondes or tanned beauties. She was of mixed decent, Welch and Australian, but held neither heritage close. Her skin was lightly tanned and her mossy green eyes stood out from her dark hair and light skin. Her eyes closed for a moment until she felt hands leave her and a shadow block the warm sun. She looked up, her eyes now open, and the man that she saw made a shiver run through her.

She grunted as he forced her by the chain to stand in place as he greeted her. She said nothing back, and looked toward her chained feet.

Man sensed approach of the guard, and threw at him "Yarlik knows me, he will not object, I always buy" – guard who was supposed to control gawkers from damaging goods as much as controlling slaves stopped and scratched his head continuing his rounds.

"I said hello" – Man's voice was stern and commanding, he isn't used to repeat himself. His fingers reached for her chin and lifted her head, tilted it to look straight into her eyes. His fingers were the only part of his body that touched her, yet there was a sense of presence, like he surrounded her.

Girls and boys chained to your left, right and back shot glances at you, some fearful some pitiful some with jealousy. Some gawkers and buys stopped to look for a few moments at disobedient girl, and what will happen to her, but went on busy with something else.

Eva watched the guard as he walked away. What use were these people if the word of a strange man got them to walk away and ignore the fact that the man had her trapped and had attracted the attention of most other people on the platform.

The brunette grunted as he forced her to look into his eyes. She pursed her lips, but grudgingly opened them slightly. "Hello," she replied softly as she let her eyes stare at the man, though they floated around to take in the large man's features.

Man in front of her was muscular, he probably served in military or as a mercenary, outline of the muscles on his well framed chest could be seen through his toga, and it didn't do anything to hide his trained thighs. He looked directly into her eyes for a long moment, glimmers of lust and hunger could be seen in his gaze. – "I can relive you of this, of standing naked under the sun" – He makes a gesture at the market – "All this" – He spoke coldly, he always tried to convince them with carrot before he employs stick.

Eva's gaze faltered, going from the man to up at the sky. Of course he could purchase her and she would be saved from the sun that had begun to burn the tops of her shoulders already. "You could," she replied as her big mossy eyes found their way back to the man. "But you'll be worse, won't you?" She didn't have a choice, either way, and quieted as she stared the man in the eyes.

He shrugged – "How the fuck would I know, I was never in your position" – His answer was honest but it had notes of impatience in it, turning a little hungry as he finished that sentence his arms reached her thighs and he forced girl onto himself, pressing her against his body, moving his hands around, fingers wondered between her buttocks, – "Look me in the eyes' – He commanded her, while his fingers moved lower from her tail bone towards her cunt. He forced his knee between her thighs spreading them.

"Let's see how welcoming you are" – She heard again, when fingers of his left hand reached her slit, wondering up and down around it. His right hand clenched her thigh, holding her firmly in place.