A Pinch of Foreign Flavor (ATTN: Redemption States)

[Parina]

The small freighter pulled up to the dock in the port city of Cypriadona without fuss, the seamen calmly securing the ship to the dock and deploying a wide gangplank.

"OK, get them up and off!" The ship's captain gestured to a pair of dark Cyprians armed with shock batons and pistols, who herded a line of young girls from Redemption States onto the deck and off the boat, and onto a couple of trucks. The girls were shackled and chained together by the ankles, for they were destined to be sold as slaves in one of the semi-legal slave auctions this city was famous for.

The girls were driven to the auction house under guard and shackled. Once in the house, they were handcuffed and chained at the ankles, and dressed in matching outfits-short white cocktail dresses with a low neckline.

When all the girls were ready and lined up in order of sale, the first girl was brought out and the auction began.

[Redemption States]

Parvati looked out over the crowd. She was aware of her smooth legs and her full chest showing under her tiny white cocktail dress and of the steel of the handcuffs holding her in captivity. The girl was in her early twenties with light brown skin and long hair worn in a tight braid down her back. She was full-bodied and practically poured out of her little outfit. Her eyes were red with crying but she looked out, defiant. These people couldn't change who she was! Could they?

[Parina]

The crowd was a similar shade of skin-Cyprians were descendants of Phonecian and Turkish colonists. The auction-master, also of darker skin, had Parvati moved to the center of the stage and had her uncuffed.

"This is Parvati, our first item," he announced. "She's of Indian descent and in her early twenties. Do I hear 10,000?"

"Get her out of the dress!" One bidder called. A murmur of agreement ran through the crowd.

The auction-master gestured and a guard roughly pulled the cocktail dress off Parvati's body, leaving her in a lacy white bra and matching panties.

"15,000!" Someone began the bidding.

[Redemption States]

Parvati rubbed her wrists as she was uncuffed. Then she gasped as the dress was torn away, revealing her underthings. "I could have just taken it off, you know!" she snapped angrily at the auction-master. Her cheeks flushed and she took a step back, eyes more wary on the dangerous crowd.

[Parina]

The auction-master clucked his tongue. Then he gestured to the guards.

Two men grabbed her arms while a third gagged her with a red ballgag.

"I'm sorry about that, gentlemen," the auction-master spoke to the crowd. "Seems this one has an independent streak. For that, we'll lower the price to 8,000 starting, and," he gestured to the third guard again, who removed Parvati's bra. "Here's a better look."

The guards holding Parvati's arms shook her a bit to show off her assets, and rotated her to show off her rump.

[Redemption States]

She opened her mouth to protest again as her arms were grabbed. Then she felt the huge ball forced between her teeth. She bit down as her bra was removed and the men shook her from side to side, showing off her soft mounds of flesh. She grimaced around the gag as she was rotated, showing her meaty rump through her skimpy panties.

[Parina]

The bidders went back and forth for a while until finally Parvati was bought by a shipping magnate for 45,000 pounds.

She was still topless as they handcuffed her and two guards brought her down to the magnate. Parvati's legs were secured via handcuffs to the legs of the chair she was placed in.

The auction-master called out the next girl.

[Redemption States]

Miriam was a red-headed Jewish girl, tall and also full-bodied. She looked quietly over the crowd, swallowing.

[Parina]

The auction-master gestured to the guard, who removed Miriram's dress. More guards stood ready in case they had to restrain this girl too.

"We'll start the bidding on Miriam here at, say, 15,000 pounds," the auction-master began.

"20,000 pounds," someone offered. The bidding began anew.

[Redemption States]

Miriam tensed, setting her jaw as she looked out over the crowd. Her cheeks turned red as she heard the bids made on her.

[Parina]

The bidding went on for a while until finally a local aristocrat purchased Miriam for 55,000 pounds.

Miriam was led down and restrained in the same manner as Pavarti.


The auction-master called out the next girl, her dress removed ahead of time. She was dressed only in a lacy white bra and matching panties.

[Redemption States]

The next girl to come out was Takeru. She was an Asian girl although she had a boy's name. She was young and had long, dark hair and a slimmer figure than the other two, smaller breasts and butt but also better flesh tone.

[Parina]

The bidding started anew on Takeru, but her smaller assets meant she garnered smaller bids.

The auction-master gestured and a guard removed her bra. The bidding increased a bit, but not significantly.

Two guards turned Takeru around and pulled her panties down to just below her butt, showing off her bare rump.

The bidding was now around 30,000 pounds.

[Redemption States]

"So do you do this often?" Miriam asked the man who bought her.

Parvati looked at hers and bit down on her gag.

Takeru gasped as her bra was removed. She brought her hands up to try and cover herself before the guards turned her around. Then she brought them down to cover her exposed rump.

[Parina]

The aristocrat was a dark-skinned man in a suit, his hands on the ornate handle of a cane. "Well, my house certainly isn't going to clean itself, and I'll be damned if I'm going to pay to have someone do it."

The shipping magnate examined Parvati more closely, squeezing her breasts and butt. One hand moved to stroke her cheek. "You're quite the lovely little thing," he said. "You'll make a fine little concubine, provided you lose that annoying little temper of yours."

The guards holding Takeru forcibly removed her hands from her behind, then turned her around again to show off her chest. Eventually she was bought by a third person, a merchant, for 35,000 pounds. She was brought down and restrained in the same manner as the first two girls.

The auction-master signaled for the next girl, still in her short white dress.

[Redemption States]

"You bought me to clean your house?" Miriam asked, sounding genuinely surprised.

The next girl was Lena, an athletic Latina.

[Parina]

The aristocrat nodded. "That's right. I have a wife and children, so I certainly don't need a bed-warmer. I need a maid. I assume you know how to clean?"

Luckily for Lena, she only lost her dress before the same aristocrat who had bought Miriam bought her as well, for the tidy sum of 25,000 pounds. "Now you'll have some company," he said to Miriam.

The auction-master signaled to bring out the final girl of the auction.

[Redemption States]

"Not really," Miriam said. ""We always had a maid when I was growing up." She looked over at him with a worried frown. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that's what you were looking for."

Parvati twitched a little, shaking her head as her flesh was groped.

Lena took her seat, cuffed down to the chair. She glanced over curiously at the conversation going on.

Takeru glanced at the merchant irritably. "People here don't appreciate quality."

The last girl was Amanda, a long-legged, blond Jewess.

[Parina]

The aristocrat rolled his eyes. "Of course you don't. Well, if you can't learn you'll at least be good eye candy." He turned to Lena. "I don't suppose you know how to clean?"

The shipping magnate grabbed Parvati by the chin and forced her to look in his eyes. "Stay still, girl. If you continue to annoy me I'll be forced to beat you until you become more obeidiant." He looked like he was serious.

The merchant frowned as he cupped her small breasts in his hands. "Quality, dear? You're not exactly the most well-endowed girl here. Why are so special?"

Amanda was bought by a new buyer for 45,000 pounds.

"And that concludes todays auction," the auction-master spoke. "Come back next week for more girls."

The buyers, their girls in tow, started walking to their cars.

[Redemption States]

"What would be involved in being eye candy?" Miriam asked. She tried to speak comfortably, drawing upon her own pampered life. Still, she couldn't escape the fact that she was handcuffed as she was led away by the aristocrat.

"Of course I can clean!" Lena said, almost offended by the question.

Parvati stilled. She looked sullen as she was led away.

"Body tone!" Takeru said as though it were obvious. "Those other girls are just overweight. That's all there is to their endowment."

Amanda looked to her buyer. "Do you shop here often?"

[Parina]

The aristocrat twirled his hand as he walked. "Oh, just standing around looking pretty, preening for the guests, being a little flirt. Maybe some serving if I need it-I'm terribly low on servants." He again turned to Lena. "Ah, so you can clean, wonderful! I'll get one maid out of this."

The owner smiled as Parvati obeyed him. "There's a good girl," he said soothingly. He hustled her into his car, cuffed her hands and legs, and laid her on the floor in the back.

The merchant examined her more closely. "Well, that's fine and dandy, but the fact remains. I'm afraid you won't do very well as a concubine, so I guess a whore is the best I can do with you." This particular merchant ran a very profitable and illegal prostitution business, a business Takeru was about to enter.

The buyer was a younger man, the son of a city official. "No," he said, saying nothing more as he escorted her to his car. He put her in the passenger seat, cuffing her hands behind her and her feet together. He was silent as he got in.

[Redemption States]

"Dressed like this?" Miriam asked.

Lena nodded as she walked along, also handcuffed. "Thank you, sir. I've been told I'm quite good at it."

Parvati tried to stay quiet as she was cuffed down.

"No!" Takeru insisted. "I have great skin. It's soft and milky. I'm charming and educated and...and...You can't just toss me into a brothel!"

[Parina]

The aristocrat shook his head. "Of course not, dear. That would terribly improper. I'll have to find something suitable, for you both," he nodded to Lena. "I'm sure my wife can scrounge something up, she's got the right kind of mind for those matters..." he started to drift off, talking to himself as he got in the car and drove down the wide city roads. Miriam and Lena were seated in the back of the car, still cuffed. The road was a straight route through the red-brick town into the rolling hills and grasslands outside of Cypriadona. A cluster of white buildings could been seen in the distance, nestled among some trees.

The shipping magnate's car took an opposite route, driving towards the docks. It was a short ride, and it soon ended outside a large, gray building. "Here we are," the man said as he drove into a parking garage. "My home and office." He lifted Parvati over his shoulder and carried her from the car to his living area, adjoining a small office with a view of the ocean and the dockworks. He threw Parvati onto a bed. "Now stay there," he ordered. "I've got some business to attend to." He walked out of the bedroom and into the office, locking the bedroom door from the outside.

The merchant laughed. "I can't, dear? What's to stop me?" He walked her over to his car and opened the door, pushing her into the backseat of the car. "Accept it, girl-you're not in control of your life anymore. I am." He closed the door, got in the driver's seat, and started driving towards the merchant quarter.

[Redemption States]

Conscious of the steel binding her wrists and the tiny panties which were all she had to cover her intimate parts, Miriam doubted the propriety of any man who shopped in such a place. Still, she forced a smile. “That’s very kind of her, sir. I’m sure that your wife is a woman of great taste. Perhaps, if you don’t have another useful task for me, I could attend her. I know a great deal about cosmetics and fashion.” Miriam lurched as the car turned, her bare, white breasts bouncing about, loose as they were. Miriam gritted her teeth.

It was Lena who glanced out the window at the white buildings. “Is that where you live?” she asked. She shifted in her seat, trying to adjust her handcuffs so that she wasn’t sitting on them so painfully. She leaned forward, practically popping out of her own top. “What’s your wife like? How about your children? How many do you have? How old are they?” She sounded genuinely interested. Perhaps she was relieved that she would simply be working for a family as a maid instead of undergoing all the indignities which were possible for a woman in her situation.

Parvati settled over the man’s shoulder, her head hanging down over his back and her legs hanging down in front of him. Her brown legs twitched, her ankles testing the cuffs which held them firmly together. She bit down hard on her ballgag but it was no good. She couldn’t say a word. She fell roughly to the bed as she was thrown down. The mattress prevented serious harm but, cuffed as she was, her shoulder was aching. She looked up at him, her brown eyes wide and pleading, but he just as quickly took his leave.

“I could be a very good concubine for you is all,” Takeru said, real panic in her voice as she was placed in the back of the car. She sat on display, showing the creamy flesh of her thighs and belly and the toned outline of her body. She also showed her perky chest, smaller but not non-existent. She tossed her dark, silky hair back and smiled a coy smile that didn’t quite hide her panic. “I’d be worth an awful lot back home, you know? I was a wealthy girl from an influential family. Great things were expected of me. Now I’m humbled at your feet.”

[Parina]

The aristocrat smiled as he watched Miriam bounce around in the back through the rear-view mirror. "Well, I can't very well speak for my wife, so it'll be up to her, though I'm sure she could use a handmaiden."

"Yes, that's my home," he answered Lena. "I have a wonderful wife and two good boys, one 17 and the other 15. I'm sure they'll be glad to have the burden of house chores lifted off of their shoulders." As he finished, the car drove into the cluster and entered a small building filled with other cars. The aristocrat got out and put Miriam's bra back on, then dressed both of them in their cocktail dresses, simply letting their arms stay under the fabric and cuffed. "There," he said as he finished. "Now you're presentable." He hoisted them out of the car and they began walking towards another door a short distance away.

The shipping magnate was gone a long time, returning only to feed Parvati a small bit of turkey from his dinner and give her a sip or two of wine. It was dark out when he walked back in. He uncuffed her legs and then re-cuffed them to the bedposts, spreading her legs. "Don't worry," he said as he got on the bed. "I'll be gentle." He was anything but.

The merchant's car was moving now, driving towards the store which stood as cover for the brothel. "No no, you simply wouldn't do," he sighed. "I'm afraid your simply not my type, so it's off to the brothel with you." The car parked behind the building and the merchant picked her up and carried her into the building in his arms.

The inside of the brothel was dark, with a slight haze form cigar smoke. The merchant carried Takeru into a back room, where a woman in a short, tight dress sat behind a desk. "Another one, Andre?" She raised an eyebrow at Takeru. "Well, let's see her." The merchant, Andre, stood Takeru up and pulled her panties down to her knees. "She's no good as one of mine," he said to the woman. "I hope you can make something from her."

The woman circled Takeru, occasionally feeling her flesh. "Well, she's a pretty good looker, I suppose. I'm sure people will pay for her, but I don't know how many." She spoke to Andre as if Takeru wasn't even there.