((I understand. I'll be gone till after Christmas too. Hope you enjoy yourself! ^^))

Ashely wanted to say something had he toyed with her breasts, but she didn't dare cross him, and, as much as she hated to admit it, it did feel rather nice. When he left her chest, both her nipples were hard, aching for more attention, much to her embarrassment. Seems he was right. She was enjoying this, though she still tried to deny it to herself, believing that she couldn't help herself so it didn't count.

She watched and whimpered as he drug Chloe off the floor. "Please don't hurt her," Ashley pleaded quietly, not sure if Eric even heard her. Instead, he sent the poor slave girl away and ordered Ashley cleaned up. It was the first good thing she'd heard since she left work today. She felt disgusting and wanted nothing more than a hot shower to wash away the day's indiscretions. She was curious about the 'offers' she was supposed to attract. As she feared, it seemed she was going to be sold, but to who and how? She shuddered and imagined pictures and videos floating across the internet, a seemingly innocent porn video who's true purpose would be to sell the poor girl to those who knew how to buy her. The only other thing she could imagine was being dragged, naked and in chains, up to an auction block. Forced to stand and be sold like a piece of furniture, with fast talking caller and faceless audience bidding on her very life.

The remark about her name sent shivers down her spine, but she remembered what Eric had said before about language so she lowered her eyes and said, "yes, S-S...sir. Thank you." She could barely bring herself to say the words, and it clearly showed.