The gladiator scout crossed his bare arms over his broad chest, bicep muscles rippling visibly as he scowled slightly at the prospect of having to dicker with the slavemaster over the girl before him. Not quite ready to give in yet, he pointed a thick callused finger up at Sharon, and ordered gruffly. "Crouch down, girl."
Blinking, not quite understanding, Sharon did not dare not to comply, and squatted down as best she could on her haunches, her entire body flushing with embarassment as she inadvertently exposed her vaginal slit to the two men standing at the foot of the platform.
If the gladiator scout was enticed by the sight, however, his stern features didn't seem to show it; instead, he reached forward to grip insistently at Sharon's crouched calf and thigh muscles, his strong fingers pressing hard along Sharon's legs and then shackled arm musculature as he made mental calculations over her potential future in the gladiatorial arenas.
At last the rough calloused hands pulled away and dropped to the coin purse at the man's side. "Fifteen gold for her .. she might have a little potential, but like as not she'll only draw a few more of the lusty rabble before they cut her down. Fifteen, no more."
Sharon gulped nervously at this new development as the head slaver acceded to the scout's demands with a minimum of face-saving haggling. She had been caught up in such a whirl of confusion lately .. and now she was destined to fight out her days as a gladiator? Her disbelief was answered soon enough as the chains linking her to the platform where unhooked and handed over to the gladiator scout... with a sharp yank and without a look backwards, he strode off towards the auction plaza exits, leading Sharon behind him towards an unknown fate...
Sun Jan 19 14:53:26 2003