Prologue

Written By: Raindrops

“Where are they taking us?”

The only white skinned girl inside the carriage asked timidly at one of the dark skinned women inside the carriage. She has short brown hair and is wearing mage attire. Her white skin makes it obvious that she is a foreigner in the desert country, Islanbul. Her cute and delicate face showed an expression of fear at the future that awaits her. Another girl replied to her innocent question.

“Stupid. It’s obvious, isn’t it? They are taking us to a Slave Market.”

The reply comes from the dark skinned girl with short black hair who is wearing nothing but a one piece rag that is poorly made and barely covers her curvy body. Her beautiful face and exotic body makes her look like a queen or princess, totally doesn’t fit her current attire. Hearing her reply makes the white skinned girl shiver. Her eyes wide open as she is unable to accept the reply coming from the other girl’s mouth.

“They’re... They’re going sell us!?”

“You’re new around here, huh? That’s right. They will sell us after doing whatever they wanted with us.”

“We must look for help!”

 “It’s futile. Slavery is legal in Islanbul, my dear. Once we are captured, no one can save us.”

The white skinned girl looked at the other girls in the carriage and confirmed that the other girl is speaking the truth from the expression of despair showed by everyone else inside the carriage. As she was about to follow suit, she noticed that the girl she is speaking to doesn’t have the same expression. In fact, she seemed like she is looking forward to it. Seeing that face sparked a flame of hope in the girl’s heart.

“Do you have a way to escape?”

“Nope. I don’t.”

“Then why you don’t look scared?”

“Because there’s nothing to be afraid of. Let me give you a piece of advice, my dear. The only way to survive the life of a sex slave is by enjoying it.”

“Huh?”

She was surprised by that response and tilted her head in confusion. Her innocent expression makes the dark skinned girl giggle. Her curiosity is stimulated as she asked the girl:

“What’s your name, my dear?”

“E-Elesia.”

“Elesia, huh? You certainly look delicious. I’ll remember that.”

“Wh-What?”

“Ah. That’s right. My name is Cleo. Nice to meet you.”

Then, the carriage stopped and the brutish men who have been escorting the carriage to its destination opened the carriage door and shouted loudly.

“Now, get out of the carriage, you bitches!”

Hearing that, Cleo smiled and licked her lips.

“Looks like we have arrived in Taballu. As I thought. They’re going to sell us there.”

“Wh-What should we do!?”

“Don’t fight back and just obey everything they say and you won’t get hurt. Oh, don’t even think about using your magic here or they will punish you.”

“You there! Stop the chatter! HURRY UP AND GET OUT!!”

The brutish man impatiently pulled the two girls out of the carriage and put them in line with other girls in central plaza of a desert city. Many people witnessed the girls came out of the carriage and all of them know they were slaves who were captured against their will but none of them felt it was weird. It was an everyday occurrence in the city. In fact, many of them gathered around the carriage to watch the girls who are about to be humiliated on this very spot.

“Inspection!”

A man wearing a turban and silk robes with curvy moustache and black beard announced as he walked closer to the long haired woman in the front line. He stared with eyes full of lust at the woman in front of him.

“Now, these will get in the way. Take them off.”

Hearing that order, two muscular men who seemed to be his henchmen approached the woman with lustful grin on their faces and ripped her clothes off. The woman screamed and pleaded for help but her pleas fall on deaf ears as nobody present will help her. In fact, all they did was watch her with the same lustful eyes the henchmen has. As she was stripped naked, her hands are bound to her back with a rope to prevent her from hiding her shameful places.

“Ooooh!!”

The crowd shouted excitedly while watching her body which is laid bare before them. As her screams and pleas were ignored, all she can do is cry and endure.

“Hoo. You’re quite the beauty.”

The man with turban then groped her left breast and massages it, enjoying the soft feeling as the woman whimpered from having a stranger touch her breast.

“S-Stop... I’m already married...”

The girl pleaded. But the man with turban responded coldly.

“Then forget about your husband. From now on, you’re a slave. Heh heh heh.”

The woman shoots a glare at him but the man merely laughed.

“Ha ha ha! This one needs intensive training indeed! I’ll be sure to mold you into a slut who will fuck anyone who isn’t your husband! Next!”

The henchmen pushed the naked woman to the side as another woman who is next in line stepped in to be “inspected”. Just like the woman from before, her clothes were ripped off on spot and her body was groped by the man with turban. As he is finished “inspecting” her, she was pushed aside and replaced by another woman who is next in line. This cycle repeated until it was Cleo’s turn.

“Ooh! What a beauty!”

The man exclaimed while Cleo pretended to be afraid. Stunned by her beauty, which is unmatched by any other slave women present except for a certain white skinned girl, the man ripped her rags himself. His eyes were opened wide as he stared at the beautiful curvy body in front of him. The crowd who is watching also shouted excitedly.

“You... Being such a beauty and yet wearing only rags. You can’t fool anyone. You’re a slut, who wants to be captured, aren’t you? You wanted to be a slave, aren’t you?”

“.....”

Cleo didn’t answer as she still maintains her innocent girl facade. The man grinned and immediately kissed her on spot while groping both her large breasts. Hi tongue invaded her mouth and mixes her saliva with his. Cleo’s muffled moans can be heard in the plaza, which further excites the crowd.

“Man, I want her.”

“She’s so sexy!”

“She’s going to be sold, right? I’m definitely buying her!”

The crowd began talking to themselves about how they wanted to own her and ravish her curvy body. Having so many men lusted after her body, Cleo can’t help but get sexually excited as clear liquid can be seen leaking from her crotch.

“Look at her crotch!”

“She’s wet!”

“She’s a fucking bitch!”

“She must have been captured on purpose!”

“What a slut!”

The crowd began insulting her after seeing her obvious aroused state. The man with turban proceeded to slide his finger on her nether regions, making her yelp slightly.

“Hyaaahn!”

“What a sweet voice! Let me hear more!”

The man slides his finger even rougher against her wet pussy, stimulating her labia and clitoris. Slightly overcame by the pleasure, Cleo exposed a lustful face as she moans loudly.

“Ha ha ha! What a slut! This will definitely be good!”

With the intention of advertising his goods to the crowds who would definitely come to the Slave Market to buy her, the man with turban pushed her to the ground and raises her butt up, putting her in the doggy style position as he took off his belt and revealed his already erect manhood and hastily inserted it to her pussy on the spot. He thrusts in and out of her wildly as she let go of her innocent facade and moaned like a slut.

“C-Cleo...!”

As she is told that she cannot do anything, Elesia can only watch as Cleo was violated in front of her. Although this is the first time she witnessed a real sex, Elesia somehow got excited as she rubbed her legs together while imagining what will happen when it is her turn.