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Lilytania

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Ariadne could barely stay on her feet in her state. She was disoriented and clumsy. Her hands were chained behind her back. A cloth gag was tied around her mouth. She was blindfolded, her emerald eyes hidden. From what she could tell, all she wore was a short revealing dress. Her red hair hung in clean waves around her shoulders. She had just recently been washed. That had been an adventure all on its own, even if it was a woman, not a man, that had washed her. Apparently she couldn't be trusted to wash herself.

The eighteen-year-old's life had been turned upside down yesterday. Yesterday had been her birthday, the day she was legally supposed to have freedom. Instead, she was sold into an auction house by her own father, who was hopelessly in debt by his drug use. She had been ushered out of the house by two burly men, with nothing but the clothes on her back. Now, even those had been taken away, replaced with clothes she wouldn't be caught dead in.

The girl now was being ushered up some stairs. She could hear some excited chatter, and a few whistles. She was pretty, and looked a bit older than she was. She was trying to decide what she could do to release herself from the situation. She felt the hands on her arms leave her, giving her a bit of hope. Then, she heard a voice read off her biological details, and she began to process exactly what was going on.

"Ariadne Wilson, age eighteen, five foot six. Let's start off with the standard bid." Ariadne's heart leaped. She anxiously shifted on her feet, trying to locate an exit. She didn't hear sound to the back, on her left. She tried to turn, only to feel a hand on her arm, which stayed there to keep her in place. She could hear the auctioneer begin to point out bids on her. Who knew what would happen to her?

(I don't remember if we said what age. I can change it easily.)
 
Victoria walked into strode into the auction house with confidence and a bit of a swagger about her. The woman of twenty four knew she would be late to the auction, but that didn't matter. Lady Victoria always got what she wanted. Always. As she walked into the room, the people fell silent, many wishing that it was Victoria who was up for sale. Her well toned figure, combined with great breasts made gazes turn. Her eyes were a sharp blue and her red lips didn't smile or change at all as she strode toward the stage. Her black hair stood in stark contrast to her fair skin.

This wouldn't be the first slave that Victoria had bought. However, her others proved to be unsatisfactory and they had to be resold. The Lady was starting to get tired of failure, and needed a success. Her high heels clacked against the tile floor as her dress waved lightly with each step.

Nobody protested as she walked onto the stage to a surprised looking auctioneer, who said nothing as Victoria placed a large wad of money in his hand. He smiled and quickly left the stage, causing others to boo and leave the house. Quickly, Victoria snapped a leash down upon her new slave and brought down the blindfold. She looked into the girl's eyes and kissed her forehead. "What beautiful green eyes you have..." She forcefully tugged on the leash ash she walked off stage and to her vehicle.
 
Ariadne heard a small hush fall over the group of bidders, and even the auctioneer stopped his fast-paced words. What had happened? She waited, and in the silence she could hear the click of high heels. Someone important had entered? She waited in silence, shifting slightly on her feet, which only earned a tightened grip on her arm to make sure she didn't escape.

Ariadne heard the heels come up onto the stage, and within a few moments, she heard hisses and boos. The sound of closing doors distracted her while people left. She then felt a new pair of hands on her, pulling her blindfold down. Ariadne's wide eyes looked at him with a startled face. She tensed when the woman with the pale skin kissed her. As she was led toward the car, she fought and squirmed in the hope that she would be able to free herself before getting to the woman's car.
 
Victoria made her way to the car, resisting Ariadne's tugs. "You know, you'll be a lot better off just doing what I say. Lady Victoria treat rebels well. You don't want to turn out like the last ones I owned..." The pair finally arrived at a large parking garage filled with many cars that were present only for the auction. Many were walking away happy, tugging their new slaves in leashes, some were even caged. There were some already suited up in bondage garb.

They finally arrived at Victoria's car, a black limo with wicked red detailing. A man wearing all black and a ski mask stood outside of it. Without instruction, he opened the trunk of the vehicle and picked Ariadne up, placing her inside. Victoria walked up to the girl as the man made his way to the driver's seat. "Now let's just take these off..." She unclipped the leash and the handcuffs, then kissed Ariadne again. "Have a nice ride..." She said as she closed the trunk door and went into the car herself.

The trunk is rather spacious, for a trunk, with enough room for Ariadne to lie down and move around a little. She cannot full sit up. There is a small red light that illuminates the trunk.
 
Ariadne was half-dragged, half-led to the parking garage. She was at least more fortunate than the poor saps she saw in bondage gear, their mouths stuck open, their arms being chained tightly together. It didn't seem this woman really had any plans for her on the car ride to her new home, like some of the masters and mistresses seemed to have. For that, Ariadne was grateful.

As she was led to the car, Ariadne saw the man in the ski mask. The terrified redhead scrambled backwards and screeched as he picked her up and carried her thrashing small body to the trunk, placing her inside. Her nostrils flared in anger, and she looked up at the woman with bright green eyes when Victoria bent down to kiss her. Ariadne screamed through the gag, and began to fight with all she could as soon as the trunk was closed. She slammed her feet against the trunk and tried to break free, until she wore herself out and laid in the trunk, staring at the red light.
 
Upon arriving at Victoria's mansion, the Lady dismissed the driver. She heard Ariadne kicking and screaming, so she knew the girl would be too tired to resist, allowing Victoria to take care of the girl on her own. She went around to the trunk, opened it, and clipped the leash back on. "Have a nice ride?" she asked, knowing the gag prevented the girl from answering.

The mansion was surrounded with artfully trimmed rose bushes, some of the bushes were even shaped into various animals. The mansion itself was very Victorian, and it seemed to have been built an awfully long time ago. The porch wrapped around the dark colored manor. The two walked to the French double doors, which Victoria swung open, leading to a massive foyer, with stairs and hallways leading to other parts of the home. Leading Ariadne through winding passages, the finally arrived in the master bedroom, which was beautifully furnished in dark reds, browns and of course, black. "This is your room," she said as she led Ariadne to a large walk in closet. The room had a bed in it, which took up half of the space, the other half was bare carpet, white just like the walls.

Victoria shut the door to the closet, which was, in a sense, a small wall of thick, near shatterproof glass with a covering so Ariadne could not see out. After Ariadne was secure, she walked out of the room saying, "I'll be right back, don't you worry. Make yourself comfortable."
 
Ariadne blinked when the trunk opened. She whimpered and began to fight and squirm when she was pulled out of the trunk. She squirmed and growled, walking along. The mansion would be beautiful, if it weren't going to be her prison for who knows how long.

She looked at the roses and the bushes all around. They all looked so beautiful. But, she probably wouldn't be able to enjoy them. She was led inside the house, into the master bedroom. She squirmed and fought as she was put into a closet with a bed. She sat on the bed and looked up at the woman. She growled and pulled against the chains on her wrists.

As soon as Lady Victoria was gone, Ariadne raised her feet up and began to kick against the glass, hoping to shatter through, even though she wasn't wearing any shoes. She was exhausted, but she kept kicking with both feet.
 
Victoria entered the room and walked over to the closet to hear Ariadne throwing a little temper tantrum. She sighed and shook her head. "Now that's no way to act. Especially around a Lady, like me." She opened up door, again knowing that Ariadne was exhausted. She took of all over her restraints-the gag, the chains-everything. She then shut the door again. "Maybe you'll be a little less fussy if you can move around a bit more." She then pulled the veil down, blocking the girl's vision.

Victoria grabbed a brush and began brushing her hair. "Now I understand that this is a harsh change for you, so if you have any questions for me, feel free to ask. Be quick, as I am leaving soon." She continued to get ready and freshen up as she waited for Ariadne's questions.
 
Ariadne jumped when the door opened. She whimpered and waited as her mistress unchained her and took the gag out. She looked up at her and whimpered. She didn't like this. She squirmed and growled, trying to jump up and grab the door to get out, but she quickly shut the door on her. Ariadne sat down on the floor with her hands on her head. At least she was still clothed.

Ariadne could hear Victoria talking on the other side. She tried to look around the corner of the veil. "What are you going to do with me?" she asked. She looked around and tried to find something she could use to get out. If Victoria was leaving soon, maybe she'd have a chance. She looked around with a sigh. "And why'd you buy me, and not someone else?"
 
Victoria applied her red lipstick as she spoke, paying attention to the words Ariadne spoke. "Well dear, it's not so much what I'm doing to you, as what you're doing for me. Trust me, you'll love the games I play." She smiled as she thought of all the things she could do with Ariadne. The thoughts almost made her want to drop everything and start them right now with the girl, but she remained calm.

"Why'd I buy you? Well first off, your father sold you, so I guess I wouldn't feel as bad taking you away from him. But mostly, it's because you are just so beautiful Ariadne. So young and innocent, you remind me a bit of myself when I was younger. That wasn't too long ago, but a lot has changed since then." She looked at herself in the mirror, saw that she was presentable and prepared to depart.

"Oh and don't try to escape. Guards are everywhere. When they catch you, they'll put you in a room that is quite ghastly. Then maybe I'll get rid of you. Perhaps sell you to that old man who bid so much on you? Or maybe to that group of big black men? You see, your life isn't so bad here at all..."And with that she stepped out of the room, and would return about an hour later.
 
Ariadne tensed when Victoria mentioned how her father had sold her. She bit her lip and shook her head, though Victoria couldn't see her. She leaned her chin on her knees and sighed. She looked over at the door. She didn't want to find out what games Victoria had in store, but she was sure she would find out soon. She could almost see Victoria contemplating coming in right now, then deciding to make her wait in suspense.

Ariadne heard Victoria leave, and she immediately began to wander the small space more earnestly. She couldn't find anything. She ran her hands over her hair, trying to find the bobby pins she always had on her person, but they'd been removed at the auction house. Eventually, Ariadne collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
 
Victoria walked back into the room, carrying a small foam box. "Here, I brought you some food." Not knowing that Ariadne was asleep, she had probably just woken her up anyway. Victoria opened the door just enough and slipped the box in. "We went out to eat, so I brought you some leftover pasta. There should be a plastic fork in there too." Victoria knew the food wasn't hot, but little Ariadne would have to prove herself first before fully gaining Victoria's compassion. She slipped out of her heels and out of her dress. She then laid down on her bed.

"I know you can't see the sky, but it's very dark out and I'm going to lay down. Don't be loud enough to wake me." And with that, she shut all of the lights off. The only light remaining on in Ariadne's room was a soft glow from a light on the ceiling.

Within a few minutes, Victoria had taken her panties off and Ariadne would hear Victoria's soft moans as she rubbed herself.
 
Ariadne stirred when she heard Victoria. She rubbed her eyes and sighed. She looked up when Victoria entered the room, and she sat up. She sighed and went over to the styrofoam box and opened it up, then began to eat. She was hungry. She crossed her legs Indian-style and ate the leftovers. She continued to eat until she was done, then put the empty box on the floor.

Ariadne watched as the lights outside her room were flicked off. She sat up for a while and just listened, before she crawled under the blankets and put her pillow over her head. She didn't want to be reminded of the problems she'd have. She whimpered quietly and tried to fall asleep again. She tossed and turned for a while.
 
Victoria was awake early, long before Ariadne. She had gone about her way, eating breakfast and bathing. Finally, she had decided to wake Ariadne up. After all, she had plans for her today. She opened the door to Ariadne's room, presenting her with two reheated pancakes and a change of clothes. "Wake up sunshine. I brought you some food! I have plans with you today, so you best be ready!" Victoria shut the door and moved to another door that led out of her room, this one was a sliding glass door.

"Now after you change and have been fed, meet me outside. And again, don't mess with anything and don't try to escape." And with that, Victoria exited through the sliding glass door, which led her to a massive grassy courtyard.

The clothes are a tight fitting sleeveless white top and a red miniskirt. No underwear.
 
Ariadne looked up with bleary eyes when Victoria opened the door. She had barely slept. She yawned and slowly sat up, running her hands through her messy hair. She took the pancakes and began to eat, nodding quietly. She sighed and watched as her mistress walked away. She ate quickly, then made sure Victoria wasn't there before she changed into the clothes. She whimpered and saw that there was no underwear. She sighed and came out, coming to where Victoria had told her. She wanted to try and escape, but she decided not to, and came outside instead.
 
Victoria smiled. "Glad you came as fast as possible. We wouldn't want to waste the day away." She held a small purse in one hand and took Ariadne's in the other. She then walked the girl through the courtyard, weaving through hedges of roses, finally arriving in a small grassy clearing between several bushes. Victoria sat Ariadne down on the soft grass and then laid down on the grass near her. "Isn't this nice? To feel the breeze and have the sun shining on you? It's been a few days for you, hasn't it?" She closed her eyes and set her purse down. "Now if you're good out here, maybe I'll reward you later..."
 
Ariadne looked up at her with wide eyes and nodded quietly. "I was hungry," she said. She had eaten quickly. She sighed and let Victoria hold onto her. She bit her lip and walked along, enjoying the scenery. She could almost forget that she was practically being held captive. She shut her eyes and breathed in the clean air. She nodded. "They kept me locked in the room for several days before the next auction." She bit her lip and sighed. "What are you going to have me do?" she asked, looking up at Victoria. "I don't r-really want to be here." She tried to pull her hand away.
 
Victoria giggled a little bit. "You don't want me be here? Well, where else could you go?" She was still laying down when she looked up at Ariadne. "Why don't you lay down, hon? You should relax with me..." She said as she breathed in deeply. "I know the best way to relax." She undid the tie that held her dress on and opened it up, revealing she wasn't wearing any underwear either. "I love the sun on my skin, don't you? Besides, I need to work on my tan." She began to rub her vagina gently, her eyes still closed. She was wondering what Ariadne's reaction would be. This would be the girl's first lesson in becoming Victoria's slave. "Why don't join me, Ariadne?"
 
Ariadne looked down at the woman and slowly laid down next to her. She shifted and laid on her back, staring up at the sky with her arms crossed. She huffed and bit her lip as she listened to Victoria speak. "I don't know," she said. She had no idea where she would go. She stared up at the sky. When she heard Victoria speak again, she looked over, then stiffened when she saw her untie the dress. She bit her lip and stared back up at the sky.

Ariadne bit her lip and moved slightly away when Victoria began to rub herself. She shook her head as the woman asked her to join her. "I'm okay," she whispered. She moved away again. She kept her arms crossed. She didn't plan on doing that.
 
Victoria rubbed herself harder, not paying much attention to Ariadne. After a minute or so, she looked over and realized that Ariadne wasn't pleasuring herself. "You see Ariadne, when I asked you to, I was only being polite. It was meant to be a command." She opened up her purse and pulled out two pink dildos. She tossed one in Ariadne's direction. "Use that if you want..." She penetrated herself with the other dildo and moaned as it entered her pussy. "Toy or not, that's your choice. But you are going to please yourself. It'll be good for you, help to take away some of the stress."
 
Ariadne looked over at her and shook her head. She kept her arms crossed. She growled and squirmed away. "I don't care," she said quietly. She bit her lip, and when the dildo landed on her chest, she yelped and pushed it off, onto the grass. "No," she said. She rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up, wanting to run now. She got up and began to walk away, trying to divide out where to go to get out of the garden. She bit her lip as she stepped onto the path again with her bare feet.
 
Victoria was at first shocked when Ariadne got up, but then a smirk came across her face. She waited just a minute, knowing Ariadne wouldn't find her way to the house that quickly. She then gave chase, finding the lost girl quickly. "A little fight in you I see..." she said softly. Victoria, still naked, grabbed Ariadne from behind, her breasts pressing into Ariadne's back. "Now, now. That was not nice. I understand your concern, but you need to get fucked. So, are you going to do it yourself?" Victoria's grip was tight and she was sure Ariadne could not, or at least would not, run.
 
Ariadne kept getting turned around and taking wrong paths. She couldn't find a way back to the house. She mentally scolded herself for not paying attention when Victoria was leading her into re garden. The girl bit her lip and paused. In that small pause, Victoria caught up to her and grabbed her from behind. Ariadne gasped and squirmed in her mistress' arms. She wailed and struggled. When Victoria said she needed to be fucked, she quickly shook her head. "V-V-Virgin," she stuttered. She tried to twist away and pull out of her grasp. "Let me go!" she cried. She felt Victoria's breasts pressed against her back. "Please!"
 
Victoria kissed Ariadne's neck. No matter how much she squirmed, flailed about and yelled, the Lady's grip stayed strong. She kissed her again. "I know you're a virgin. One of the reasons I bought you. However, that doesn't exclude you from any of this. Now you have a choice. Your virginity is going to be taken today. Shall it be by you, or by me?" Victoria honestly wasn't sure what the answer was going to be and was eager to find Ariadne's answer out soon.
 
Ariadne whimpered and screamed. She kicked desperately and bit her lip. She didn't like this. She shook her head and shut her eyes. She screeched and continued to thrash, but she was holding onto her too tightly. She whimpered pathetically. The girl was too terrified to do anything. She shook her head again and opened her eyes. "I-I," she stuttered. She shook her head. "I don't want to lose my virginity." She kicked again to try and get Victoria to let go. She was wearing herself of, she knew, but she still couldn't stand feeling trapped like this. "Let me go!" she screamed.
 
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