Edgar moves in front of us, facing the bidders. “Yesterday was all about getting comfortable andmingling, but today, we want to show you that our women are top of the line. So, we have a fun littlegame planned to show you how obedient these slaves can be.”
I’m very confident this game will not be fun for any of the women, and there seems to be a consensusabout that. Soft sobs come from the group, and Edgar clenches his hand into a fist behind his back inwarning. The subtle hint works and the cries cut off at once.
Edgar then claps his hands in front of him once. “Let the game begin.”
he game is simple and sick.
One by one, the women move into the center of the semicircle and for five minutes, they mustdo whatever the crowd asks of them. The one saving grace is
