It's cold, so very cold. It's so cold and damp even huddled up in a ball I still can't generate any heat to keep my muscles from cramping. The pain throughout my entire body, my nose burns the smell of this place making my eyes water. Mould, blood and a all variety of bodily fluids line the floor.

It doesn't matter if you're awake or asleep, all you see here is darkness. They keep us locked up in the dark for days, once in awhile they take us all out into a clean room that's dimly lit.

There's showers in here, but certainly don't think it's a luxury It's straight cold water. There's six showers in this room and six bars of soap, we have I'd assume to be twenty or so seconds per person to shower. I've tried to count but this place becomes very disorientating very quickly, we all stand there slowly moving to get into lines so we don't trip each other.

Any sort of issues alot of us are going to be whipped so we have learned to adapt. I found myself being third in line to one of the showers, it smells in here this happens to be the only room they liked to keep clean the only reason why it smells is we are in here.

I stand there wrapping my arms around myself to keep warm while I wait. There's a girl in the shower I'm waiting for, she would he no older then seven years old. She would have been beautiful in a different world, her long raven black hair now a dirty mess of knots and debris, her body covered in filth.

I watch as the once white bar of soap turned black with the grime coming off from her body, she scrubbed as hard and fast as she could in the short time she had then rinsed off. She stepped out and grabbed the towel that was hanging next to our shower to dry herself off.

'Great by the time it's my turn that towel is going to be cold, wet and covered in filth'. I looked up into her crystal blue eyes, she really would have been beautiful. She finally finished and went to hang the towel up before trying to cover herself as much as possible heading to the door.

'I really don't know why she bothers this is our life now, I got rid of my sense of shame along time ago these monsters don't give a crap'.

By the time I pulled myself out of my thoughts it was my turn, I gritted my teeth and stepped into the shower.
I grabbed the soap and cringed at the look of it but I dipped the soap into the running water from the drains of the showers that runs between all of them. Believe me it wasn't pretty doing it, I splashed the cold dirty water onto myself and started scrubbing.
Once I was happy with my soaped up body I finally turned the water on to rinse off.

I held in a squeal as the freezing cold water hit my skin, I'd rather deal with cold water then a gaping hole on my back from there whips.

The people who get whipped don't last long, they either bleed out from there wounds or die of infection. There's no doctors here or if there was there not here for us.

I quickly rinse my body off and step out drying myself off with the cold, wet dirty arse towel. I hung it back up and walked back towards the room we came from.

As I stepped through the door the smell of bleach stung my nose, I give these monsters some sort of credit once there disgusted with the amount of filth in here they do a quick clean. It's either that or there is a buyer today.

I walked back to my cage, I could feel them watching me from the shadows. They lit the room up enough for us to find our own way to our cages, they see us as food or to be there slaves to do as they wish with.

There vile creatures, sick and twisted. I climbed back into the cage and locked my own door, once I did that I felt the eyes that where watching me vanish.

I wonder what happened to my friend all them years ago, I curled up in a ball on the floor of my cage the cold metal biting at my skin. As I lay there I found my mind wondering off thinking about my best friend.

"Hayley, why didn't you tell me you were seeing James?." I asked spring up on my bed getting right up into Hayley's face.

"Oh stop it Rose, I didn't think to we have only been going out for a week." Hayley said while shrugging her shoulders.

"Yeah but that's big news, I always thought you and James would make a great couple." I said with a big smile on my face.

"I know we do don't we". I looked at the memory of her, her big pearly white smile and stunning killer blue eyes. I miss the days where we would sit and talk about boys while doing each other's hair.

I miss her so much, her family took me in when I was a child. Apparently they found me on the verge of death laying in the snow in an ally, mum always told me she just had a feeling something was there so she went to look for what that feeling was and found me.

She thought I was injured when she dug my half buried body out of the snow but she soon found that is was just my hair mixing with the snow.

I never saw myself as different, I always said I'm just unique with my full bodied head of blood red hair, it oddly did suit me though my hair made my pure emerald green eyes pop.

My fond memory's faded as light flooded my eyes, my back smashed into the metal bars as I threw myself backwards to escape the onslaught of pain now in my eyes.

"ALRIGHT YOU DISGUSTING BLOOD BAGS LOOK SHARP THERES A BUYER COMING IN AND YOU WILL BE LINED UP OR DIE!". A nasty voice snapped at us through the massive room.

What he means is we must line up in the front of our cage to be in full view for the buyer coming in, I quickly peeled my naked body off the cold metal and made my way to the front of the cage and sat on my cold numb feet.

My back was throbbing from where it hit the mental bars but I ground my teeth together to push though the pain as I sat as straight as possible.

I started to hear voices and foot steps getting closer to where my cage was situated.

"I've only come here for one, where is she being kept?". A smooth voice said.

"But your highness, there are many other better slaves here then her". I heard another man say quickly.

"Look I went through your catalogue, I read all the blurbs and blood types of all the girls in your stock and I've picked this one so I will not ask again go bring her to me now". The other man said sternly with so much authority in his words.

I didn't even hear them approach my cage, before I was ripped out with force throwing me to the floor ripping my arm open on something on the floor.

Blood spilled out I wrapped my hand around the gash attempting to stop the bleeding not having much luck.

I squealed in shock when I was ripped up to my feet by my hair.

"Fuck you smell disgusting who the hell would want you when your blood smells that foul, follow me but keep your distance I don't want your stench on me". The man snarled at me. I kept my eyes on the floor not wanting to be seriously hurt.

We walked quietly through the building until we came to a door, the man reefed the door open and pushed me through it.

This time I managed to keep my footing barely, my body is not what it used to be my once plump curvey body is now just skin and bone. In some places my skin is pulled so tight it hurts, my once flawless lightly tanned skin is now a sickly white and marred with ugly scars. I have multi coloured bruses all over my body and now a gash in my arm. 'Guess I can add this one to more scars list' I thought to myself.

I just stood still not moving, eyes glued to the floor. I didn't want to know what my now owner looks like he's an evil leach who's going to end up killing me in the end anyway.

I can feel a set of eyes on me making me shift uneasily, fear filling every pore on my body. Anger is radiating off them in waves.

"Is everything alright your highness is this not the girl you wanted?". Another man said.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!". The other man said loudly but with venom dripping off his words like he's ready to kill.

I slowly started to shuffle backwards trying to get away from the murderous vibe that is filling the tiny room.

I heard heavy foot steps make there way over to where I stood back against the wall I managed to make it to.

My body instantly tensed and I squeezed my eyes shut wanting to just disappear.

My face was yanked up, my muscles screaming out in pain from being ripped on so forcefully. He turned my head to the side and to the other before letting go of me, I not once opened my eyes until I heard his footsteps walking away from me.

"How is it that you think I'm going to pay your full prices, when she is damaged goods?!". The man said in a deep pissed off tone

"I....I'm sorry your highness you're absolutely right, I can throw in some top of the range whips, muzzles or any other items you may want for this pet for free and put the price of this slave down to $10.000 for this horrible inconvenience of my workers damaging her". The man stumbled over his words to try and please this leach wanting to buy me.

"I'll pay $5000 and I want the royal blue collar and lead for free, I won't be needing anything else. I'm not paying for misleading advertising that's on you Jerry take better care of your goods or I will shut you down". The man said

"Y...y..yes of course your highness I'll get that all ready for you now". The leach who I now know as Jerry said while slumbering around the shop to get my collar.

"Will that be everything your highness?". Jerry asked

"Yes that will be all". I heard some rustling, I still have not moved from the wall, I leaned against like it would swollow me and save me from this fate.

I heard foot steps coming towards me again, before the sound stopped in front of me.

I could feel his presence looming over me I outright refused to open my eyes, I heard him eventually sigh. 'I wonder why?'.

I heard him fiddling with something metal before I felt his cold fingers on my neck moving my hair out the way to put my collar on. I squeezed my eyes shut harder waiting for the cold mental to be pushed into my throat, making it difficult to breath.

But instead I felt the collar pull on the back of my neck under the weight of the leash clip, I felt the brunt of the weight of the collar resting on my very exposed collar bone.

I felt the man wrap his cold fingers around my arm and he twisted it.

My eyes shot open from the pain, blood still pours from the gash on my arm. But that's not what had my attention.