Serena's POV: 

Shirley screamed in pain.

The slave traders followed suit right after.

For some reason, the electric current that was tormenting my body disappeared without a trace.

I quickly retreated to a corner, just in case crazy Shirley would try attacking me.

"What the hell is wrong with your remote control? Why did it explode in my hand?!"

Shirley held up her bloody hand and shouted at the slave traders.

"Miss Hunter, I'm sorry, but I don't know why it would do that! That remote control had always been fine.How could it explode all of a sudden?"

The slave trader panicked and stuttered on his words.

While his injury looked less serious than Shirley's, his wound still looked horrible.

I watched them argue, just as confused as everyone else in the room.

The explosion must have had something to do with the strange force that surged in my body just now, but even I didn't know what happened exactly.

Fortunately, neither Shirley nor the slave traders suspected me of the accident.

They concluded that the remote must have had a defect of some sort.

Shirley's face was also disfigured from the shrapnel that embedded themselves into her skin.

She insisted the slave traders compensate her and take her to the hospital immediately.

Dealing with Shirley had exhausted the slave traders so much that they no longer had time to continue training me, so they just opted for locking me in a cage.

The pain in my body had permeated through my bones.

I ached all over, inside and out.

The cage they put me in was extremely low and narrow, needing only two steel bars to shut the opening.

The size of the space had forced me to stay in a kneeling awkward position.

My buttocks were held high, facing towards the outside.

A perfect view for the slave traders who would pass by.

This method was probably used to rid the slave of shame for their exposed bodies.

This way, the slave would no longer be sensitive to being vulnerable in front of men.

They would be submissive to sex and pain altogether.

punishment

lined up beside me, as far as

were all filled with she-wolves like me

start to feel

Peter's POV: 

Peter.I heard that sexy and beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this auction.What do you think of buying

while driving.Alvin was my good friend,

known to be

have slaves and such traditions.It's such a primitive and barbaric thing

tended to be very picky with her

for too long.Some things will rust

teasing me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I

saying.You're going to be Alpha soon, but

mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be quiet and leave my love

hotel was solely for

of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone else and sat

few moments later, the

on the stage, taking turns at the center.All of them were precious, and bidding prices

buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew she would like these things

were finally auctioned off, it was time for the

this, I was no longer interested

came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but not the least,

through the walls

slave, I

golden cage was moved

a stunning, delicate

thin gauze skirt, her knees

long, brown, curly

was facing down, so her face was not visible

told me that she definitely looked pure and

her curvaceous figure and revealed just

plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage

and I was starting to

in the hall felt

the girl with

of swallowing came one after the

man beside me clumsily tried to cover the bulge that

pure, but the

host didn't even need to say

after he started the bidding, several voices of men popped

purchase this beautiful sex

didn't take long for the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices

could admit that this girl was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me to buy

by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower in bloom,

was also coldness and stubbornness in her eyes, which was what

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