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Hecate Trivia
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It wasn't the fact that she was going to be auctioned off to someone. No, it was the fact that she hadn't chosen to be in this position. The succubus had been auctioned off as a sex slave before, except she had chosen to do that. All of the bidders had been human, and so it had served as a way to get nourishment.
This, however, was a different situation. She had been grabbed off the street while looking for potential prey, and as if that wasn't bad enough, it seemed the animals that ran this auction served only supernatural creatures. There was absolutely nothing redeeming about this situation.
She noted with some amusement that her kidnappers had chosen to change all of the other demons and angels', except for her. Oh no, they let her keep her rather short, tight-fitting red dress.
Alessia and her cage were rolled onto the stage, and the auctioneer immediately started speaking. "We're very lucky to have a succubus up for auction tonight! Given the scarcity of succubi on the market, let's start the bidding at…5000!"
She would have screamed and fought and snarled, but she didn't want to give anyone in the audience any sort of satisfaction. So instead, as the bids went higher, she sat in the corner of her cage looking extremely disinterested.
It wasn't the fact that she was going to be auctioned off to someone. No, it was the fact that she hadn't chosen to be in this position. The succubus had been auctioned off as a sex slave before, except she had chosen to do that. All of the bidders had been human, and so it had served as a way to get nourishment.
This, however, was a different situation. She had been grabbed off the street while looking for potential prey, and as if that wasn't bad enough, it seemed the animals that ran this auction served only supernatural creatures. There was absolutely nothing redeeming about this situation.
She noted with some amusement that her kidnappers had chosen to change all of the other demons and angels', except for her. Oh no, they let her keep her rather short, tight-fitting red dress.
Alessia and her cage were rolled onto the stage, and the auctioneer immediately started speaking. "We're very lucky to have a succubus up for auction tonight! Given the scarcity of succubi on the market, let's start the bidding at…5000!"
She would have screamed and fought and snarled, but she didn't want to give anyone in the audience any sort of satisfaction. So instead, as the bids went higher, she sat in the corner of her cage looking extremely disinterested.