Mark was sitting on his bed as he looked at the screen.
" Ash... Ah, .harder!" A girls voice filled the room.
On the screen a man was fucking into her, her legs high up in the sky as she screamed.
Mark came the same time the porn stars came. He took a tissue and wiped his hands and went to the computer .
On the screen was a game he had been playing for the last two years. He rarely left his house and always ordered take out just to eat.
He played for an hour before the screen light up white.
Congratulations on being the first to complete the game my life.
Do you want to continue to premium level.
He looked at the words, he had never heard of the premium level from those who had completed the game so he was confused.
He clicked yes.
A light came from the computer and swallowed him.
System awakening..
He heard the sound as he floated in god knows where.
Host found binding host..
He still could not find where the voice was coming from.
Binding complete.
After that sound he lost consciousness.
...
Mark was startled awake by a rattling sound and a painful headache.
" Hey wake up you slaves," someone shook the place mark was sitting. He looked around him wondering where he was. He was surprised to find himself in a cage .
Before he could even think of the situation he was in a sound came.
Ding
System activated.
A pink translucent screen appeared Infront of his eyes. He knew exactly what it was.
Sign in .
He clicked the yes button. It was the only button available.
Words appeared on the screen as though something was typing.
Welcome to the ,
EROS ASCENSION SYSTEM.
(System window open)
NAME: Mark Jones(Alaric Theron)
AGE: 18
RANK: Street level servant (LV0)
CHARM: 12
EMPATHY: 7
CONTROL: 8
INFLUENCE: 0
VITALITY: 10
SPIRITUAL: 7
SEDUCTION: 6
STAMINA: 9
REPUTATION: 0
SKILLS:
none
He looked at his stats and couldn't understand anything that was going on.
Why was his System called Eros that was very unusual and where the fuck was he.
" System where am I?" He muttered softly conscious of the other people around him. He could instinctively sense that he should not be discovered.
Words started to appear on the pink interface.
" You host have died in your world due to electrocution. Your soul bound with me while you were in the boundary of the in-between and we traveled to this world.
The world we are in is the same as earth but it is not divided into continent. It is one mass land. It has magic and Gates that awakeners go to so that they can increase their level.
Basically we are in a different modern world "
Okay that gives me a little bit of insight. He thought to himself as he tried to digest the fact that he had died right after Jacking off. So embarrassing he had not even cleaned the room.
" So who am I?"
" Your name in this world is Alaric Theron. You are now a slave about to be put up for auction. Your parents sold . If you are lucky you will be bought as a servant if not you will become a male prostitute. So pray to the Gods."
Before he could think lights flooded the cage he was sitting in. He looked Infront of him with suprise
Hundreds of people indifferent kinds of masks were sat looking at him. He looked around the room. It seemed to be built like a theater with where he was as the center stage .
Their eyes behind the mask looked at him as though he was an object scrutinizing if he was worth buying or not.
He looked next to him, towards the other cages. There seemed to be more than twenty cages on the platform.
Some of those in the cages posed as though they were peacocks waiting to be picked. Other curled to the corner of the cage shaking with fear. Priobably forced or kidnapped.
The others just sat or stood there like him resigned to their fate. The slaves were a mixture of both boys and girls but girls were a majority. There were only six boys with him included.
A man dressed in a black expensive suit passed by him and stood Infront of them. He gave them a once over his eyes filled with threats before he turned to the audience with a smile.
" Welcome to the Blacks auction. Today ourdear customers we have secured for you the best of the bunch as per your orders and preference. We will start with the best trained to the worst we don't want to keep you have all waiting." He said to the microphone.
If one were to meet him outside they would take him as normal as any middle aged man. Even his voice was pleasant.
Another man came and opened one of the cages, a girl with very white skin, blue flowing and ocean gray eyes was forcefully pulled out of the cage. She was only in a see through night dress that highlighted her body.
Even Alaric appreciated her. The girl was beautiful. Well she was the first to be picked.
The man handled her with care only using a little bit of force when she refused to move.
They made her stand Infront of all the people as she shook in fear. She looked around frantically trying to find even a savior but saviours don't come to slave auctions.
" We have a beautiful specimen here. A virgin not even a kiss. Pure as she is. Twenty years old and fully literate. Now should we start bidding. She goes for one million dollars!" The old man shouted to the whispering audience.
Even Alaric was surprised with the initial price. That was a lot. The girl on stage shook even more after hearing the price and how she had just been objectified.
" Two million," a man in the middle raised a plaque.
" Five million," a woman chimed in from the back.
" Fifteen."
" Twenty."
Alaric watched in amazement as the price skyrocketed to over a hundred million. Just how rich were this people.
" One hundred and ninety million," a voice came from what he assumed were the private rooms.
" Two hundred," another came from a different room.
" Five hundred," a deeper voice said suddenly.
The auction went quite. Alaric waited for another to add more but nothing. The man had more than doubled the price. Guess he was the richest.
" Sold, to the guest in room one," the old man said suddenly breaking the silence.
The girl was escorted out through a side door that he had not noticed earlier since he had been busy observing the area.
The second one was a guy, black short hair that fell on his face. He walked out of the cage without being asked to andstood iInfront of the buyers. He was one of the posers.
" For our second one we have male twenty two, literate and strong. Has the best stamina in the bunch and can fulfill anyones dream, starting price at eight hundred thousand," the auctioneer said.
" Ten million," a female voice came from the front.
" Twenty," another said right next to her. They turned and looked at each other.
" Twenty five."
" Thirty."
" Forty."the first woman said.
The other remained quite. Probably not wabning to spend more money.
" Sold to the beautiful lady," the auctioneer announced.
How did he even know weather she was beautiful or not. Alaric wondered.
The guy turned to glance at them and sneered before walking out. Now Alaric felt like hitting that peacock. Did he forget he was still a slave.
Alaric watched as the slaves dwindled his time approaching. He was the third last so he knew he was not goodlooking or even had anything remarkable to him.
The top ten were sold in millions but now the price range had been reduced below that. They were the throw away.
He watched as people started to leave one by one leaving only a small number , maybe twenty five or more.
This had hurt his pride but getting out of the auction house was the first step. The next one would come another day.
He watched as the guy next to him was taken out. He walked like a corpse probably having lost all hope.
" For our sixteenth one we have male twenty, partially literate but very obedient. He is very good at house chores and you can get the joy of training him however you want to. The starting price is two thousand dollars," the auctioneer said, his voice still as professional as ever.
" Twenty five hundred," a male voice came.
" Three thousand," a soft female voice came from the back.
Alaric looked at the back where a girl was sitting, she seemed younger. Probably came just to try out auctioning.
" Sold to the lady at the back."
He watched as the man approached and opened his cage after fumbling with the keyhole a little. He looked around thinking of escape but he gave up he wasn't in the mood to die that early.
He waved away the man and stood up, his legs were shaking but he walked out of the cage, ready to be sold like a piece of cabbage.
The auctioneer looked him up and down before he opened his mouth to decide his fate.