A pet for the wicked dragon

"What are you doing?" Aita whimpered, never having been humiliated like this before. She tried to close her legs, but another slap landed on her thigh, stinging with force. This time, she cried, her tears a mix of anger and fear. One moment she had been free and happy; the next, she was about to be sold into slavery. Her heart pounded in her chest as the man spread her legs open and looked at her private parts.

He inspected her body, his touch invasive and cold, before declaring, "She's a virgin."

"Seems all these girls are virgins, huh?" The woman chuckled, turning her gaze to the man. "You guys have done a wonderful job."

"Unshackle her and prepare her for auction. We're taking them to the auction house," the woman said, exiting the room.