I walked through the door with a strong hand on my shoulder. It was to remind me, I guessed, that I'd better not try anything. The huge man the woman had at her beck and call was still with me, his hand was large and he was scary despite clearly being in her power.

I had expected a stage and audience to be all set up but the room was empty except for one other man. He smiled at me and gestured. It was his way of indicating I should sit.

Most of the room was dark except for the chair the new fellow clearly wanted me in. I didn't want to get in that chair though. I started by instinct to back up. What stopped me was the mountain of flesh behind me, the hand on my shoulder tightened and dug painfully, warningly, into my flesh.

His body heat came off him in waves, now that I was so close to him. Maybe I was chilled too from fear. My arm grazed his mostly naked chest in my panic to get away from the chair. I pulled my arm back as if his flesh burned. I wondered in spite of myself about him. My eyes looked up into the eye slits of his hood questioningly.

Why was he so hot like that? Did he like what he was doing? How did he come to be here? I wanted to know all that and more as I stared into his dark glittering eyes. He gave me no answers merely stopped me from backing away from the chair or out of the room, and watched me with his brown jewel eyes. They were extraordinary looking in the black hood, catching the light.

Since I couldn't leave, I pulled away from his eyes and turned back toward the smaller man and the chair.

The chair had electronic looking things on it and around it. It also had binds. My fear of it was beyond control. It looked like some sort of electric chair or possibly a medieval torture device.

"No, don't be afraid. This may look scary but it's just a lie detector. We do it with all the new merchandise. Usually not this soon but it's particularly important that we do so before we auction your virginity you see?" Said the other man officiously. He took my hand gently, his hands were weak feeling and slightly damp as he lead me to the chair.

You will not get a shock in this room today, I promise." He continued as if my worries were common and stupid. He even laughed a bit. He gave me his clearly rehearsed patter about what to do and not do when he asked me questions.

My mind echoed the word "merchandise" over and over. To them, however many of them there were, I was simply merchandise? My stomach flipped as I contemplated that. There was no good facet to this revelation I could find. The little man worked on me while I sat stunned. He seemed like a mouse compared with my escort but there was something intimidating about him.

I felt he was hiding that part as well as he could, pretending to be nice to smooth things perhaps but I felt afraid of him every bit as much as the chair and electrodes. Somehow I sat there letting him work on me. Sometimes my eyes darted to my escort and begged for help but there would be no help for me. Not from him or anyone here it seemed except the elegant woman. I wanted to go back to her again. The feeling was very strong inside me it hurt to feel it.

Ten minutes later I was strapped in the terrible looking chair with all sorts of wires glued on me and I was trembling. If they had given me a glass of water then I was sure I would have spilled it rather than be able to drink much of it. I was that terrified.

"Okay you answer yes, or no, that's all I want to hear from you understand?" The little man said.

"Yes." I answered.

The machine made a scratching noise but I couldn't see what patterns it made. The sound made me start.

"Try to relax. Now our records indicate that you are 18? Are you in fact 18?"

"Yes." That was easy I thought relaxing a little. I was wondering about their records. What sort of records did they keep. What did my record say?

"Have you ever had sexual intercourse?”

"No!" I said. Why did they ask me that? They had examined me! I certainly couldn't forget that and the pictures. They knew the answer already.

"Okay, now I'm going to ask the same question and this one time I want you to lie and say yes when you should say no. Have you ever had sexual intercourse?"

"Y, yes?" I said squirming a little in my seat wondering if this was some new kind of trap.

"STAY STILL!" He boomed, I tried hard to be still but when you are answering uncomfortable question it's a harder thing to manage than you might think, after a while he continued.

"Good, now have you ever had your ass fucked?"

"No!" I said emphatically.

He made a note. It made me nervous to see him make a note. Did he think I had just lied? I hadn't!

"Have you ever performed oral sex on another?"

"N, no." I said but I noted with alarm that my voice didn't sound so certain of my answer. I was thinking about the elegant lady. Surely what I did with her didn't count as sex of any kind, right? I'm not gay or even curious, I assured myself. I never have been anyway...my thoughts drifted. I think I probably was blushing.

"You don't seem so sure. Have you ever sucked cock."

"No!"

"Have you ever licked pussy?"

"No!"

"Have you ever let someone lick your pussy?"

"No!"

"Have you ever masturbated?"

"N, uh, yes, yes I have but you see..." I started to say.

"Yes or no please. Have you ever masturbated?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever had an orgasm?"

"Yes?" I wasn't sure. I had felt a little tingle but nothing to get that worked up about. I didn't know how to answer the question and now my face was blazing, I could feel it.

"You aren't sure if you've ever had an orgasm?" He asked seeming to grasp my problem right away. It made me wonder how many others had the same doubts and ignorance as I had.

"No."

"Okay just continue sit still for a few more minutes and we'll be done." He said.

Soon I was unbound from the chair and electrodes feeling enormous relief.

I was lead to a back stage area. I could already hear an auction going on but I couldn't make out for what or perhaps I should have been thinking for whom? I felt a cold sweat settle on my body. Inanely, I looked at the mountain of a man to ask him a question that was suddenly so important to me.

"Do I look okay?" Habits are hard to break. I knows it's nuts but all I could think of at that moment was soon I would be onstage and I had to look okay or Mom and Dad would be disappointed. The worst thing in the world was when I disappointed them. Now of course my circumstances were different. They would be frantic about what had happened to me and I would never be the same to them if they knew even I were rescued right now, I would be in their eyes forever tainted.

His mouth worked, he may have smiled and started to say something but I couldn't hear it because suddenly he grabbed my arm, he moved me bodily out into the glare of the lights. I wondered faintly how he knew it was time? I was doing okay on stage until they began to talk about me.

"This piece of merchandize just came in ladies and gentlemen."

I wanted to laugh already. If there were people here bidding on other people they in no way fit the definition of ladies or gentlemen in my estimation.

"We found she clearly has her hymen intact. It looks like a thick strong one too as you can see by the pictures."

I blushed furiously turning my head toward the mountain. I was in disbelief that they could talk about a person, about me, like that! Out of the corner of my eye I saw a huge picture projected behind me. It was of a woman's private parts. I felt like I might faint. It looked like a horrible medical slide might. Why would they put such a thing up there?

The picture changed to one of me bound on that device they had put me on when they first brought me here. My face flamed as I worked through the puzzle pieces. These pictures were of me, all of them. That was a picture of my private parts and even my hymen I guessed, though I had never looked down there much.

It wasn't pretty to me. I couldn't understand why anyone would take a picture of it much less want to look at it. Mom had said never to look at it or think about it until I was married. I had managed the looking better than the thinking. I couldn't quite control all my thoughts about sex but I had tried.

"She just was given her lie detector test. I have the results here now. I think you will all find it interesting just what a virgin she really is.


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