The compliment, the humiliation, the light pain, all combine to enhance my satisfaction. I have been sold. I am owned. By someone, I don't know who...yet. But this is the greatest day of my life."Your owner will be here soon," she says, and walks out. I am alone, but I don't dare move an inch. This is probably how my owner will want me, below him or her and completely vulnerable and weak.I don't know how long I am down there. I have no way of telling time. I was taught that time doesn't. Luckily it was just liquid and no chunks as I wiped my face with my handkerchief before throwing it on the pile of slop on the ground. I never did catch up to Dan but he sure as hell was waiting for me at my apartment when I finished. ‘Maybe tonight you’ll go a little easier on the sauce,’ he said finishing his bottle of water. ‘I expect your ass up and waiting for me tomorrow morning,’ Dan told me getting in his car. I would have puked again but there wasn’t anything left in my stomach and. Anornate box that sat closest to James contained his jewelry.It was hard to believe how much his life had changed, just how much hehimself had changed, in the three months since his Mother dropped himoff here. He had been a rebellious boy, but now he was a sweet girl."Jennifer dear, have you plugged in your rollers? I've got your bathready." Yes, Auntie!"James hadn't, and immediately plugged them in, not wanting to draw hisAuntie's ire. A few minutes later, she burst into his room. She. She screamed and tried to claw his face with her fingernails. What happened next made her blood cold…..he started laughing, he was actually laughing. “Go ahead, scream your head off,” he yelled, “There’s not a person on this whole block who’s gonna hear you.” He still had her by the hair and savagely dragged her into the building and onto the old fashioned crate elevator. She kicked and screamed and fought the whole time until they were on the elevator and he let her go. She got as far.