Episode 3

Helena,

My training begins as soon as I wake up at dawn. I'm taken by the woman with the red hair to a room where there are some... some... I don't know what they call them, they look like torture things. There are some things I know what they are, like handcuffs and whips. Other things don't even have names.

Nora: - The girls are going to teach you how to use all these things, I'm going to stay in the chair and watch you. Don't worry, you won't be penetrated, your new owner will do that. Take your clothes off. - I don't, and she yells at me. Scared, I start to take them off, crying.

I look back and see two women entering the room, they are dressed in black clothes that are super-tight to their bodies. The black is very reminiscent of electrical tape. One of them, the one with the black hair, takes my hand and sits me on the bed, and the one with the blonde hair approaches with an iron in her hand, which has two bracelets on each end.

She tells me to lie down on the bed and stretch out my feathers. I do, and she puts the bracelets on each of my ankles. I pull one of my legs, and that iron opens wider, and I get scared.

"I don't want to do this." I beg, looking at the woman with the red hair.

Nora: - Keep going. - She orders in a seductive voice. I notice that her breathing is fast and she's biting the corner of her lips.

The girl holds the iron high and turns my body over, placing me face down on the bed.

Nora: - Don't turn around, stay in that position. - I look at the headboard and see the woman getting up from the chair with a whip in her hand. - Even though you're 15, you're really hot, a real whore.

I close my eyes and lower my head, sinking into the mattress. I feel something cold pass over my private area. Afraid of what's to come, I shrink my body and am hit by a lash on my ass.

"Aaaiiiii." I scream in pain and she hits me again. I notice that the more I scream, the harder she hits me. I bite the pillow and try to control my screams so that she stops hitting me.

Nora: - That's right, you're clever, you've learned faster than the others. The more you shout, the more you'll get hit. Your pain isn't significant here, so you don't have to show it to me or anyone else.

I cry silently because of the pain I'm feeling in my ass. Until I feel a warm body pressing against me, and the pain increases. I sob quietly, praying that it will end soon. But it doesn't end, she uses almost all kinds of equipment on me, and if I was curious to know what it was when I came in here, I don't want to anymore.

Nora: - A break for lunch, and then we'll come back to continue training the slave. - She leaves and tells me to follow her. I put my hand out to hide my body, which is on full display. But when she looks back, she makes me take my hand away. - You don't have to hide, you have to show everything you've got. You have to make men look at you with desire, not like a shy beast.

"I don't want any of this, please let me go..." She slaps me so hard that I fall to the floor, feeling the cold combined with the pain of the lashes on my ass.

Nora: - I've already said it, and I won't say it again. Here, your pains, desires or anything else related to you is insignificant. You're a slave and you have to obey your masters. Even though I need you in one piece for the Auction, don't provoke me, because I can be very cruel to you. Now, get up from there and go on parade, not repressed.

I swallow back my sobs and struggle to get up. She puts her hand on my chin and turns my face to see the damage she's done. Then she lets go and tells me to step in front of her, threatening me: if I hide again, I'll be kicked in the back.

I take a deep breath and get it into my head that I'm wearing my pink Adidas sweatshirt, which is what I like best. We reach the food court. I look around and see the walls with a lot of mold, especially at the top near the ceiling. In the center of the area, there's a large wooden table with some long benches so that all the girls can fit.

She pushes me and tells me to sit down. The two women who were with me in the room take a seat in front of me, and the red-haired woman enters through a side door.

Loli: — Obey her, girl; she can ruin your life in here. — The black-haired one says, and I bite my lips to keep from crying.

"I was kidnapped; I was on my way to my father's work, I didn't want to be here."

Loli: — Ninety percent of the girls here were kidnapped. And if you think someone is going to find you, forget it. I've been here for fifteen years, and I have no plans to leave.

"Fifteen? You look so young."

Loli: — I was kidnapped when I was seven; now I'm twenty-two. I suffered a lot to accept this life, but once I did, everything changed. To make it easier, come up with a name for yourself; pretend you’re acting in a play or a soap opera. But do everything Madame Nora tells you, or it will be worse for you.

Nora: — Slave, bring coffee for two; I have guests. — She says, closing the door. I ask the girls where to find the coffee, and they point me toward the kitchen.

The cook doesn’t even look at me, just puts the cups and sugar on a tray and tells me to take it. She must be used to seeing naked women and girls wandering around here; there’s no other explanation. I go to the living room, knock on the door, and as soon as I'm told to enter, I go in.

A man in a suit is sitting with his back to me, but as soon as I place the tray on the table, he looks at me, starting from my breasts and moving up to my face.

Kirill: — Is there a child here, Nora?

Nora: — She’s fifteen, but she’s still in training for the auction.

My desire to ask him for help is strong, but if he's here, he must be here to buy women too, which would only complicate my life with the red-haired woman. He stands up, takes my hand, and makes me turn around. When I face him again, he bites the corner of his mouth.

Kirill: — I will love being at your auction and will be in the front row to buy you. What’s your name? — I search for a fictitious name to give him and come across some roses in a vase on the red-haired woman's table.

"Rose." I say automatically, and he furrows his brow at my response and lets go of my hand, telling me to leave the room. I exit and return to the table to eat with the girls, not understanding what just happened in there.

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