The Chosen

"Twenty five thousand." Dominic stated crossing his arms over his chest.

"Twenty six." The man said once more. Demi could see by his features that he could not afford to go much higher. Inside her felt like jello. Dominic could not be as so rude to bid higher than the old man.

"Twenty seven thousand." Dominic said glancing at the old man. No one would be taking what is rightfully his from him.

The old man looked at Demetria with sad eyes and sat back down in defeated.

Demi sighed and jumped off the stage and went hug the man tightly. Though he was a creature of the night and probably a hard master, he was always sweet to her when he visited. She started to cry, and felt his breath near her ear.

"I'm sorry child, but I can not afford you. But be strong and keep your faith. You will need it." He then pulled out a letter from his pocket and handed it to her.

Dominic went towards the two and smirked some. "Well come along pet."

She slid the letter into the pocket of her dress and then looked at Dominic before spitting in his face.

"Go to hell." She then bolted out of the room and ran down the hall to the front doors. She knew if she went home with Dominic, she would never be free.

Dominic growled and ran after her. He was going to have so much fun breaking her in.

Demi got to the large metal doors and pulled only to find them locked. Her eyes opened in panic knowing all the other doors out would only be accessed if she went back the way she came. She rested her head on the cold door and sighed in pity...to herself.

Dominic spotted her and stalked up to her. "Well look at this my pretty pet is stuck."

She gritted her teeth.

"I am not yours, I don't want to be yours, and no matter how much you spent, I wont submit. Maybe all those other barbie's back there will but I wont. I actually have standards that you don't seen to possess."

"Oh is that so?"

"No, I just said that for my health." She rolled her eyes and tried to move pass him.

He pushed her back against the door and nuzzled her neck. "Oh you aren't going anywhere."

She bit her lip and tired to move away from him. "I rather you don't touch me."

"Oh I'll touch you. I own you now."

She looked at him and sighed. "Can't you have me as a kitchen slave. That way you still own me, but I don't have to sleep with you."

"Where is the fun in that?" He asked looking at her.

"I'm sure you can find a whore to screw. It would be the same thing just with her you have the lucky chance of catching something."

Dominic laughed. "Oh you are fun. Go get your things."

She bit her lip and headed to her room. She was not planning on packing, but locking her door and hiding was what she planned to do.

Dominic waited humming some to himself.

She went into her room and locked the door before getting into her bed and closing her eyes. She was hoping to wake up and find that all this was a dream.

Dominic looked at his watch with a sigh.

She had not slept a wink, her whole mind focusing on what was to come for her. Finally becoming the one thing she was groomed her whole life for. To be someone else's possession.

Dominic walked to her room and knocked on the door. "Open up Pet it's time to go."