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the
men were big and strong like my rescuer was. The man who had chosen
her gave her a few swats on her behind before he pulled her away with
him. I was surprised when one man chose the woman who had spat at
him. He pulled a very meek woman behind him. After every man had
chosen and left, my rescuer set me down and looked at me
questionably.
    I felt
like all the blood had left my face. I was very weak. I had finally
stopped crying but I started in again when he looked at me so
tenderly. He took my hand again. My hand was so tiny in his. He
turned to the two women left. He said something to them and he turned
back to me. I had no idea what he was saying. I just looked into his
eyes. They were dark purple, almost black. That wasn't possible. I
had never heard of anyone having eyes that color. Why was I just
noticing that now. I had clearly been traumatized.
    I
looked at him even more closely. He was so strongly built that it was
hard to look past that to see that he well tanned and had a reddish
brown hair, supporting my devil theory. His face was hairless. It
wasn't shaved off. It had never grown there. He was wearing clothes
that screamed outdoors. I think they were out of leather. They had
been soft as I laid over his knees. They were pulled tight over his
muscles. He was bare foot.
    I
looked at him confused. He gave me a similar look back. More men were
coming in again. He pushed me to the side and raised his hand like he
was going to strike me. He didn't. Instead he pointed to the floor
and raised his hand again. The meaning could only be – stay put or
I will hit you again.
    I
nodded at him. That made him smile. He went over to the other men and
explained this and that. He pointed at the two women a lot. Six men
and two women how was he going to settle that. That was when I
realized that I wasn't to be fought ever. My rescuer didn't look like
the kind to share.
    I was
surprised when three of the men just left. They had looked at the two
women and shook their heads. My rescuer grabbed one woman by her
upper arm and pulled her forward. One of the men stepped forward. He
grabbed her by the hand and took her out.
    My
rescuer grabbed the last woman and pulled her forward. The two men
argued over her. My rescuer shoved her towards one of the men and he
took off with her. The other man turned and looked at me for a
second. My rescuer barked something at him and he bowed to me and
left.
    I
looked at my rescuer. What would happen now? He turned and looked at
me. He looked me up and down. Just like the machine had done. He
reached out and touched my face again. He said something that I
didn't understand.
    I
wanted to cry again. I was afraid that he would beat me again. Well,
after watching that poor woman get whipped I had to turn down what
had happened to me by a couple of knots. I had gotten a spanking like
a child would. Is that what my rescuer wanted from me, a child to
spank? The other men had played with the breasts of the other women.
    He
hadn't. Instead he had washed me before but he hadn't done it in a
way that would lead to anything else. He took me by my hand and
walked slowly through the halls. We were going someplace new. My
heart was beating like crazy. He took me into a room that had tables
set up in a U-form. He sat down in the very middle of the 'U' and
pulled me onto his lap again. I cried at the pain of sitting but I
didn't twist around this time. I wanted to learn out of my mistakes.
    A
moment later a naked woman came in with a goblet for him to drink out
of. He didn't look at her but he raised his hand that she should
stay. She bowed her head and waited as he wanted. He pushed the
goblet at me, wanting me to take it. He spoke the entire time as he
held it out to me.
    I took
it reluctantly and sniffed at it. It smelt like vinegar, burning my
nose.
    He
took the goblet and held it out to the woman. She took it and left
again. He smiled at me. He wasn't mad. His fingers moved to my head.
He played with my hair