“Give it a few weeks, her heat is near,” a voice spoke softly, pounding into Lana’s brain like nails being drilled into her head.
She tried to lift her hands but couldn’t. She was so tired…she tried to open her eyes but they wouldn’t open.
“She’s not a virgin, but she’ll still sell for a pretty piece in the market. Especially since a lot of the older buyers prefer older females,” another more gruffer voice spoke. “How about her reproductive system?”
“All intact. She seems to be on birth control,” the soft voice responded.
“Well, depending on the buyer, we’ll either have to severe her tubes or inject her with fertility hormones. That’s a decision for another day.”
Lana felt like she was drowning as the memories rushed back to her. She tried to move, she needed to escape.
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