My Son's Father

“Please, let me go. I won’t say a word.” I have been repeating myself for hours, my voice has begun to croak, and I no-longer have the energy to fight. I wriggle my fingers a little behind my back to be met with a sharp yank to the chain that binds them, causing me to shriek in pain. “You…are going to… break my arms…”. The man chuckles, it sounds like he is in front of me now. I feel his hot breath on my cheek and shiver. “Broken arms are the least your problems little lady.” He places a sweaty palm on my leg and begins to walk them higher up my thigh. I can feel my legs physically shaking as he inches closer to my privates. “Bryce, enough. She is not yours to play with. Unless you want to deal with Cap later, I’d suggest that you take your hands off her before the auction.” A voice bellowed from across the room and while I could not see, my head shot up in the direction, this voice was not safe, but he was not dangerous. “What’s your name again girl?” “Isla.” (eye-lah). He paused for a moment, as if he were writing something down. “Last name and age?” “Miller, 16.” “Do you understand what’s going on this time?” This time? I shook my head and gulped. “Please let me go” I sobbed. His tone remained the same. “In about 30 minutes we will begin the ceremony. The auction ceremony. You and 9 other women will spend one night with your highest bidder. Tomorrow, the men will meet and discuss their experiences. Tomorrow night, the men bid again. The woman with the highest bid on her will be allowed to return home. For the rest, the game continues. In saying this, you must ensure the uttermost satisfaction for your bidder tonight.” My body began to shake uncontrollably as I began to cry out loud. “No, I don’t want to be apart of this!” “Bryce, please prepare her.” With that, I heard the man turn on his heels and exit the room. “Get up missy.” The man referred to as Bryce grabbed my entire body and pulled me to my feet. He held my waist and pulled me tightly against his body to whisper in my ear. “I’d say I’ll see you tonight, but you’re not worth my money.” He reached around and grabbed my ass cheek, before landing a hard smack on it. I winced as he pulled me along with him, leading me towards the unknown. I heard the screech of an old tap turning on and water rushing out and hitting tiles fiercely. Bryce shoved my already naked body underneath the ice-cold water and for some reason, I did not wince. The shock of the cold water was no match for the fear I felt for what was awaiting the rest of the evening. Bryce scrubbed my body as I stood helpless while he let his hands wander every inch of me, I could hear his heavy breath as his excitement grew. “You have an incredible body.” He rested his palm on my breast and rubbed is thumb in a circular motion on my n****e. “Watch out for Cap.” I spat. The next thing I felt was the pain of a hard punch straight into my breast and I dropped to the ground. “Bitch.” He pulled me up and threw a towel over me, barely drying me before pulling a dress over the top of my head and dragging me alongside him once again. He opened the door to what sounded like a large room as the cries of women. He threw me down and I hit a wall. I used my hands to try and find my way but stopped dead in my tracks on all fours when the sound of the voice I had earlier bellowed throughout the room. “Quiet, quiet. Let us begin. When you hear your name, stand up and a staff member will guide you. Delia Bratten”. The sound of a girl’s cries echoed as one of the men must have grabbed her. “Gag her.” The sound stopped. “Delia is 17 and has been with us for 1 week. Lets start with $50.” All of a sudden, multiple male voices echoed throughout the room calling out numbers. “Sold for…” I zoned out, time felt like it was stopping. I was numb. “Isla Miller.” I was yanked up and instantly gagged as I was dragged to another spot. “Isla is 16 years old. She has been with us for 1 year. Lets start with $250.” This time, time stopped completely. One year? That was impossible, I would have known what was happening or been prepared, not as afraid! “$300.” A voice bellowed. “Ahh Bobby you can’t have her every night!” “I’ll have her whenever I want dickhead. I said $300, are ya gonna challenge it?” The room was more silent for a second when all of a sudden a voice yelled “$1000.” The voices in the room gasped at this offer. “Going once, going twice, sold to the fresh gentleman by the green entrance.” The next 15 minutes were a blur, I was thrown around like a rag doll, shoved into a vehicle and finally a building. I was placed onto a couch, or it felt like a couch. I hugged my knees to my chest and lay my chin on them. I heard the sound of somebody snorting something up their nose, cocaine I’m guessing. “Want some?” The voice was deep and he didn’t sound as old as the other males from earlier. I shook my head at his offer. “C’mon it’ll make the rest of the night easier for the both of us.” I didn’t move a muscle. “f**k it, I’m in need of some fun and I’m not going to let you ruin this for me.” He grabbed my cheeks with his forefinger and thumb and forced my mouth open, I felt him throw a small pill down my throat and close my mouth shut, forcing me to swallow. “I’m not a r****t, this will make you want it.” “W-why… are you doing this?” I whimpered. “I basically just told you.” He sat beside me and put an arm around me, I still couldn’t see who this man was but I could smell his scent and I could feel the roughness of his muscles against my skin. This man was strong, I was no match for him. “Isla we’re going to have fun.” His fingers were trickling up and down my shoulder, before I knew it, he grabbed me with both hands and pulled me onto his lap. Why wasn’t I moving? I was just letting this man do this to me. He placed a soft kiss onto my breast and I felt his tongue move across from one to the other. He began to suck fiercely on my n*****s with his hands tightly gripping my ass while I straddled him. And that’s when it happened. He picked me up and threw me against a wall. The rest is blank.   ***   “Get ready to throw her out.” My mind was racing, stars were flying around in my mind and I felt nauseous. Within seconds a hard breeze hit from the opening of a door and I felt my body flying, hitting the ground hard. I blacked out again.   ***   “Isla, Isla…? Daniel! She’s waking up, quickly! Honey, I’m here. Momma’s here baby, I got you.” The warm familiar sound of my mother’s voice jerked me into consciousness, I began to scream. She held me tightly as she cried with me, soon enough, I had both my parents holding me, the 3 of us in tears and none of us knowing what to say. I couldn’t remember a thing, I didn’t know what to say, or how to act. “I’m so sorry!” I cried. “I’m so so sorry, I am disgusting I am revolting I am nothing.” I cried, as if rehearsed.  In all this time, I still hadn’t opened my eyes however felt an unfamiliar pressure less feeling on my eyes. “Baby it’s okay. Can you open your eyes? Look at me, I’m here.” I started shaking at the sound of his voice and scratching the air. “Honey, it’s your dad. It’s me.” The voice moved away from me and was now across the room. Other individuals entered the room and began talking to my Mom. “We think she has lost feeling in the top half of her face, she is unable to open her eyes, however we couldn’t find any nerve damage. It could be shock, we will give her a couple days before running more tests. On a brighter note, the baby is really healthy and strong. A little healthy boy."