"Daddy ... Is it ... Am I bad? Am I gonna go to the hospital?" No, no squirt it's okay. Believe me, it's okay. You just ... er ... you'll be all right..." He was swallowing and I swear his eyes were looking like a caged animal. "H-here, er ... let me see."He reached out his hand and gently touched me. His eyes looked up into mine. In hindsight, I guess that he was gauging how far he could go; by that time I guess that he was feeling excited. Then his eyes moved down again and his hand moved. I tried to startle myself awake as my soft sensual dream erupted into a nightmare. "Fucking slut, you like when daddy talks to you like that, huh? WHORE!" it was yelled this time. I felt myself try to pull away. The words spewed out at me like they unfurled from the clutches of those hands. They pressed into my ears and I felt ashamed, and frightened yet aroused.I opened my eyes trying to adjust them to the darkened room, I went to sit up but couldnt. Handcuffs restrained me and a collar. She And Vin got together after she met him at Alice in Chains concert then ran into him again at a block party about a month later. The two sat and visited happily as this was the first time the two had each other alone in quite awhile. He's meeting me at a park tomorrow so that should be interesting. The two sat and visited until both had to get home. Linda had to work the next day so it cut the night a bit shorter and they had a good time. That counted the most.So, what about tomorrow? What?. All of them only had leg manacles and had much more freedom of movement than me. I had little memory of what had happened to me, but I vaguely remember being injected and I must have lost consciousness very quickly.A pretty young black girl was lying next to me who told me her name was Hetty. She started talking and she told me that we were to be auctioned at one of the illegal slave auctions. Apparently all slave auctions had been banned by law, but the Mafia type organisations that existed on.