When Camille Sinclair was placed back in her small 8x10 cage she sat down on the small cot where she slept, bent her head down, placed her hands over her face, and starting sobbing. Since she had been sold into servitude mere days ago she had been subjected to terrible humiliation. From being poked and prodded and examined like an animal, punished horribly i...
The police cruiser turned left on the dirt road, its tires crunching on the gravel of the unpaved driveway. Inside the cruiser, officer Miller glanced at the house number to verify she had the right address. She wiped sweat from her hairline and entered some information into the laptop suspended in front of the dashboard. When Miller's radio crackled to lif...
Chapter 1: Lacie For Sale Lacie sobbed as the metal door into her small concrete cell opened yet again. For hours, the poor, bound girl had been forced to endure the ogling eyes and exploring hands of dirty, ugly man after smelly, unwashed, lecherous man. The year was two thousand forty five. When the global economy had collapsed in two thousand fourteen, s...
CHAPTER 5 - THE SLAVE MARKET Bagoas and his body servant and protege Hamid, as told in the previous chapter, accompanied their master Governor Glaoui of Ouarzazate to Casablanca. Bagoas was a powerful person, the Overseer of the Governor's harem, and he and his servant had made the journey because the Governor intended to display his wealth and position by...
Alena always had a penchant for picking up strays. As a child she would sneak animals in from the street, nursing them back to health in the privacy of her room. Her parents had scolded her relentlessly, forcing her to turn the poor creatures back out in the elements. She resented them in her youth, though she had come to understand in her later years. It wa...
Commuting can be fun, trust me when I tell you. I have a narrow two lane road that is the only route out of my rural sub division. Because of this there are times that traffic can get backed up for a long distance if any wrecks occur. Normally this commute drives me crazy. About two weeks ago I got paid back for all the long hours I have spent in my car dri...
The two girls looked at each other as they crossed paths in the corridor, passing one another as they made their way through the crowd of students towards their own classes. Their eyes connected for a brief moment, looking at each other as if there was no one else around, before the smaller of the two looked away, clutching her books to her chest. They had n...
"That bikini looks good on you, little girl," Came a voice over the phone that echoed loudly in the empty and quiet bathroom. The young girl on the other end of it looked directly at the phone, leaning against a shampoo bottle on the counter, pointing directly towards her. "Thank you," Came a quiet reply in a girlish voice, sounding very nervous and unsure...
Her trip to South East Asia had been a blast so far. Lots of spectacular beaches, memorable snorkeling trips, friendly locals and fantastic parties. Her trusty backpack, filled with a handful of clothes, was apparently all she needed to have a great time. Except that her funds were declining fast. Lily opened her well-used travel guide. Next stop was the Lo...
"So what do you have for me, Rob?" Sammy Lightyear asked. She was currently ensconced in a comfortable overstuffed chair in front of her shipping agent's desk. She was dressed like a typical spacer chick; black leather jacket over a black tee-shirt that sported a white skull and cross bones, in her case a well worn jacket stitched with the insignia of the Im...