"And we have decided two sell the two of you together. You are lot number 7. Won't this be fun? And besides, all of the proceeds go to charity."
A speechless pair of slavegirls were then led into the hall to be prepared for the auction. They were bathed and primped and pampered, but never clothed. A dozen other girls and even a few males were being similarly prepared, but this did not nearly represent all of the slaves who had been present at the Equus .
"Why aren't there more being sold today?" asked Rose as her hair was being combed out.
"Well only the winners are allowed to be sold, for one thing," explained the naked girl standing behind her. "And some of the girls aren't available to be sold because of either job or family or other commitments. You two are so lucky," she gushed as she went on. "I watched you win all kinds of awards this week. I'm sure that you will go for a king's ransom. Are you excited?"
"Sure," muttered Rose as she closed her eyes, looking for an escape from her latest humiliation. She wondered if it would be possible for someone to disown their mother.
After they were both prepared, each had a bright blue "7" painted on their rump to indicate their lot number. Then they waited in line as numbers "1" through "6" were led up and sold.
"Now we have a beautiful pair," explained the auctioneer as Rose and Laura were led onto the stage. "Get out your checkbooks and let the ink flow freely, because these two girls get sold together and I can assure you that they won't go cheap. I'm expecting a new Equus record to be set today."
"Beautiful structure and form," he went on as he turned them together so that they could be inspected from all sides.
"Quite the athletic ones, as you no doubt saw during the events from earlier this week. Medal winners in every event they were entered in."
He ran his hands down their flanks and legs as he said this.
"Skin like satin," he went on, let his fingers dance over their bellies arms and cheeks. "They will make someone or someones very happy for the next month." Laura whimpered as she tried to imagine spending a full month of slavery.
He turned the girls facing one another in profile to the audience. Then he stood between them and lifted a breast from each of them bouncing them lightly in his palms to show the audience how firm they were. "Totally matched pair, both in size and sensitivity. True wonders. Plus, this one is lactating, for those of you who like your tea lightened."
Several more comments were made and then the bidding began. Laura could see hands being raised and motions being made by those in the audience, but she could not make out the faces because of the glare of the lights and how fast the motions were. Finally, the bidding stopped at $750,000, which was more than double the previous Equus record, and the two girls had a new owner, at least for the next month.
A very dazed Rose and Laura were led from the stage to the delivery table. There, the numbers were wiped off their flanks and their hands were bound behind their backs. Laura was whimpering and resting her head on Rose's shoulder when Maggie walked up to them.
"How could you let them sell me, Mother?" asked an indignant Rose.
"Simple, baby doll," said Maggie with a smile. "You wanted to be a slave, so I'm letting you. And I wanted slaves, so I bought you."
"You bought us?!?!?!" shrieked Rose.
"Yep. I own the two of you lock stock and barrel."
"Oh god I think I'm going to die," groaned Rose.
"This can't be happening," whimpered Laura. She imagined a never ending series of extensions to her slavery, but also felt a thrill rushing through her body at the same time. "Well maybe it is happening for a reason," she thought.