I am 18 and all characters and participants must be 18

Just ten minutes. Ten minutes alone was all it took for my life to be changed forever. I had been on vacation with my family, camping by the lake. It's a touristy spot. Everyone's happy, you don't really think about being in any danger. My family had taken off a little before me just as the sun was setting. It's not too long of a drive home and I just needed to finish packing up before joining them. Nobody suspected that there'd been a group of goons that had been watching me since the day I arrived. In the movies and on TV the bad guys always seem to be so sloppy, so obvious. But in real life it doesn't quite work out that way. They were stealthy, near impossible to detect until the very moment all five of them pounced on me, easily overpowering me, tying me up and tossing me in the back of their van.

The next few days are a blur. I suspect I was under the influence of something to make me more docile, though I have no recollection of being injected or coerced into swallowing anything. Nevertheless, I was subjected to training of sorts over the next few weeks, maybe months. I couldn't tell. A group of men, and even some women, set about teaching me what would be expected of me by my new owner. Obviously I wasn't receptive to the idea of being sold, but any protest was either ignored or punished, so I learned to play along. All sorts of topics were covered, ranging from basic chores to all manner of sexual service. The latter was the most humiliating, naturally.

It's all lead up to today. The auction takes place in a high rise in New York. Only the elite and their associates have been made aware, and the bulk of those invited have turned up. They always do. It's a big event, whenever it comes around. Thousands of women have been sold here over the years but there's not once been enough supply to match the demand. The more desirable the woman, the higher the price. And all throughout training, I've been told I'm going to fetch a pretty penny.

The women are brought out onto stage one by one, each wearing a bikini and heels in matching colors. I've been assigned a black bikini to contrast my pale skin and a pair of matching, jet black 6" heels. Each of us has a collar around our neck and a leash for the announcer to hold while we strut our stuff. We've been warned strictly beforehand that a lack of enthusiasm would lead to swift, harsh punishment. And we've all seen what that looks like if we've made it this far. None of us want that. And so here we are.

"Up next is a rare beauty. Standing 5'2" and curvy as a backroad, we're excited to present Naomi for bidding."

The announcer says enthusiastically, chuckling lightly as he turns to gesture to me with one hand, the other hand holding the microphone. I'm brought out from behind the curtains on the right side of the stage, my handler leading me with the black leather leash until he hands it off to the announcer. I've got the wide smile on my pouty, full lips that I've been instructed to wear. My body language is enthusiastic as I strut across the stage, my lithe, manicured hands resting on my broad hips. I give the crowd a little twirl, displaying my plump rump along the way. My body is perky and bouncy all over, much to the visible excitement of the crowd. I can't believe this is happening. I start to tear up, struggling to hold them back. I'm brought to the edge of the stage and made to strike poses while the bid is run up.

And that's where we'll start. Hi! I'm Naomi, a 22 year old chick from the EST time zone. I'm excited to play out this story between yourself and your new, reluctant acquisition. Prepare for a bit of struggle and pushback!

Some kinks to include: blowjobs, outfit control, high heels, hair pulling, shock collar, leash, domestic servitude, slapping, choking, bondage, humiliation, degredation.

Some kinks NOT to include: Me receiving oral, scat, excessive blood, gore, vore, musk, sweat, just gross stuff.

Please be advanced literate, creative and have a personality. Kik me @ VirtualGirlfriend with your response to the prompt. Talk to you soon!