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*I had been captured two years ago. A small band of slavers had attacked my camp, killing the rest of my squad and bringing me with them back to the slave markets. It had been the worst moment in my life. Being sold for money and no longer in control of my body, having to obey whoever buys me. But, despite everything I was still me, in my own head I could still think my own thoughts, and I was stubborn. I would never obey an enemy, not until the day I died. But now that day seemed to be closer, it had been two years of humiliation. I had been forced to have sex with people that I had despised and who had been enemies of my people, and I was sold as a sex toy for those that wanted to be pleased and didn't care if they were a male or a female. It was disgusting. And, although I would never admit it, it made me wet, even now. My heart started pounding as I thought of how I was bought just moments ago, and was being lead away from the market, my hands in cuffs in front of me. I wondered how long it would take until the man that just bought me, my new master, would start to play with his new toy. He would be disappointed, I was stubborn and defiant, he would get no satisfaction from me. At least, not without force.*
"What next oh great Owner?" *I say with sarcasm in my voice.*
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