"Ruthie finally nodded, because she wasn't able to come up with any arguments to counter Mike's logic. She hated to admit it, but she knew that he was...right ... it was easier to put in an hour at his church than it was to spend yet more weeks of evasive phone conversations with her mother and dodging Cristina. Besides, from everything he had told her, it sounded like his church was very impersonal and going there would not be a high pressure experience.For the second time in less than 24 hours. The young girl was begging her mother to help and the father to not sell her. The father was happy that he got money. The mother was crying since she lost her teenage daughter. The other man was also happy, because he got himself a slave, and possibly, a mode of making money.When he brings her home, he’ll most likely keep her somewhere, fucking her in wherever he can fuck her until she becomes pregnant, and fucks her again afterwards, so that he can have a lot of daughters to sell.To have a. " Actually, that is an old joke among slavers. "The auctioneer pointed out all my good features. He also made sure that no one noticed my big hands. He even ordered me to lay on my back and open my legs so everyone could see the virgin cunt that they were to buy." She paused as my hands moved up over her soft stomach. "The bidding was furious. My virginity was finally sold to the highest bidder. I was carried over the should by a guard and taken to a room. I was blindfolded and tied spread. ‘Emmy, can you say something? You’re never this quiet when you’re angry…’ ‘That’s cause I’m not angry, I’m just…I don’t think we ever slept apart after our first time, it’s gonna feel so weird.’ ‘I know Emmy, but maybe it’ll be kinda good for us. This might be good practice for when I have to leave for a couple days, you can’t expect to be able to come with me every time I have to travel.’ She turned around and looked at him, nodding her head in defeat, she hugged him close and buried her face.