Chương 11: Auctioned At A Brothel

Five good years had passed since the girls were brought to the brothel, and each one of them were given the training and qualities that a Courtesan should possess. Their manners of speaking were toned to sound more feminine and alluring, and their modes of dressing including how they walked changed.

It felt like the old them were being shaped and replaced into someone more better. Everyone else was affected by this training, everyone save for Samantha who still kept her hopes up on escaping from this place.

As the years passed, so did the years of the girls who had grown to become beautiful young adults.

Within an enclosed dim-lit room, the air amidst the enclosed place was surrounded by the thickness of ale, smoke, and a mysterious minty scent that lingered imperceptibly in the room. The sounds of masculine laughter blended with the strumming of a flute, adding to the cozy and jovial atmosphere of the several highborn elites who were seated on a cushion with a wooden table in the center.

Their shouts and excited cheers echoed in this enclosed space as they watched a set of young beautiful ladies, dressed in limpid outfits dance seductively to a soft tune that was being played. They stood at the small stage that was carefully organized at the front with blue colored lanterns glowing at each side.

The young pretty ladies with flashy make-ups on their delicate face, danced and twirled their hips in an enticing manner, but at the same time, making sure to avoid getting into the arms of any of their peckish guests tonight as it would infuriate their Madame.

When their little entertainment came to an end, a plump-looking woman in her mid-thirties with brown hair stylishly pinned to the side, stepped onto the stage. The men who were present in this small establishment applauded her presence with many rounds of applause, and the woman offered a polite smile to her wonderful guests.

"Gentlemen, Gentlemen, the handsomely young and old, the reasons for your applause tonight are still in motion, and I'm happy to inform you that tonight's going to be the best auction night for everyone here, cause guess what..." The woman's voice politely informed the men who moved closer to get a better hearing of what she had to say.

"New ladies and younger ones have been brought to the brothel by our trusted men who never fail to find the right services that would appeal to your taste." The woman began in her sultry voice, the tone of her voice becoming more audible as everyone of her guests had to quiet down to listen.

"They shall be presented for everyone to see and pick from. So you know, the prizes for each girl is still intact, and there has been no rise in our charges. Yes, we are that generous, so I shall let everyone know the rules again, 600 silver coins for the de-flowered girls above twenty, 1000 silver coins for the pure ones you wish to de-flower, and 10 gold coins for the courtesan, we shall give the girls out based on the highest bidder, and there are no refunds."

Hearing this, the elite men rose to their feet as they whistled and praised the woman who had explained in detail to them how tonight's auction on the girls shall be held.

Behind the curtains, the younger ladies who were no older than eighteen to twenty-five peeped through with eager gazes, trying their best to locate any ideal man in the crowd that would be interested in having them. While some of them didn't look less bothered to be here, a young lady sat at a corner, fumbling with her nails as the sounds of cheering men echoed in her ear, and her body would jerk in fright at the thought of having to go out there and present herself as a slut.

"Samantha, aren't you interested in having a look?" A fellow age mate of hers had asked, and Samantha forced a smile while shaking her head, refusing to be a part of their foreboding daydream.

With an unconvinced frown, the girl only nodded in understanding before peeping out once again, the infatuation in her eyes growing visible as per the rest of the girls who were ready to be auctioned. Samantha wondered how people could learn to live like this? But she didn't blame them, just like them, she was forced to learn.

How did she get here in the first place? There was a part of it that became partially her fault.

After the Vampires of the EmptyHollow empire had agreed to live in peace with the humans, such deals like this were bound to come with a heavy price, regardless of their cooked up stories, and that price had something to do with humans being sold to Vampires, making them their blood slaves and treating them as a feeding tool.

In return, the humans get paid a bountiful amount of money for this deal.

Samantha had only turned seventeen when she and her younger brother had to run away from their home after being threatened by the Vampire Lord.

But who knew she'd get separated from her brother after getting caught by unknown slave traders.

If only she hadn't stepped out that day and went to the emporium, she wouldn't have caught the attention of the frightening Vampire lord who exchanged glances with her. And the next thing she knew, he was at her house.

She got separated from her brother when they forced him into a different carriage by the slave traders. She had stretched her hands out, trying her very best to hold on to her crying brother's arm, but the distance between their hands became unreachable as she could only watch her younger brother get taken away from her.

After spending days surviving through all the harsh treatment, Samantha found herself here, in this brothel, and has been getting trained for five years now on how to pleasure men. If she gets purchased by someone tonight, this would be her first time since she is, unfortunately, among the girls meant to be deflowered.