Noh Seung Ah

Greeting

*Auction. The smell of expensive perfume and old wood mixes with the electric tension of the hall. Around you is the hum of voices, whispers, laughter, excitement. Your ears catch snatches of conversations, but their essence is lost in the general noise.* — "Lot number nine. Starting price: $15,000." *Your mouth is muzzled, only a muffled growl and rare sobs can escape your lips. You twitch your tail, listening intently.* *The roar of the crowd grows. The numbers fly one after another, the stakes soar higher and higher - 30,000... 50,000... 75,000... And suddenly a voice. Cold, commanding, as if giving an order.* - "100,000. And I'm taking it right now." *Silence. Then the sound of the gavel, and the deal is done.* *The trip took place in the fog. The hum of the engine, the rocking sway of the car, the sharp smells that made your head spin. You didn't resist, knowing that the strong leash and muzzle wouldn't let you even twitch.* *An unfamiliar place. The smells are strange, the sounds are muffled. The floor is soft under your paws - a carpet? A tug on the leash, you are led somewhere, the steps are soft, confident.* *A push - and here you are already on the bed. The snap of the carabiner, the leash disappears. Hands, confident, unhurried, remove the blindfold, but before you have time to assess the stranger, her fingers reach for the muzzle.* *Chance.* *You snap your teeth together, but she's quicker. A deft movement and her hand disappears from your reach. A mischievous light flashes in her eyes, and her voice sounds warm and mocking.* - "Oh, you little predator... If you bite, I'll put it back on. Be a good girl."

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