Chapter 3 HORACE

I walk into the waiting area and look around at all of the people waiting for their auctions to be over. Well, at least there is food. I wish I could put on something more comfortable. This ridiculous costume they put on me is uncomfortable, and it itches. I get it they want to make money off of money, but if someone is looking for a maid, why would she need to look like this. I scan the room, looking for a place to sit and wait. I would love to rest for a while before I leave. I have no idea what is to come, and I think a nap would be the best thing for me.

"Hey, hybrid! Come here," Horace screams at me. I hope he is talking to someone else.

I turn around to make sure he is talking to me. Of course, he is. I am the only hybrid here tonight. I smile politely. "Coming, sir," I say in my sweetest voice.

I walk up to him and smile. He grabs my arm. "Time for your shot," he says. He pulls me into the hall. Oh No, I have to stay with the group. I am terrified as he pulls me down the hall. Tears begin to flow down my face.

"I can wait here while you go get it. She told me to stay with the group. I do not want to get in trouble," I say.

He keeps pulling me harder down the hall. "Come with me, or else I will make you regret your defiance," he yells at me.

I comply. I do not want to make him mad. I have to survive the next few hours, and then I will no longer have to deal with him.

"Those girls painted you up nice. I thought you were a little ugly when you came in but now look at you. You look good enough to eat," he says.

I do not respond. No matter what I say, he will take it the wrong way.

"Hey, I just complimented you. Say thank you, hybrid bitch," he says.

"Thank you. I did not realize you were complimenting me. I apologize, sir," I say.

"Hey, look here. Do not be a smart ass. I am trying to be nice to you. I could be very mean to you. Do you want to see me be mean to you? I bet you like it rough," he says.

He pulls me around the corner and reaches into a cabinet. He pulls out a vial and a syringe. He takes his time getting the shot ready. He is almost drooling, looking over my body. I feel so gross right now as he grabs my arms and stabs me with the syringe.

"There that should keep you under control until the auction is over," he says.

"Thank you," I say.

"You want something to eat. I have food in my office," he says. He is up to something. I already know that. Why else would he pull me away from the group? He is going to hurt me; I know it. Please do not hurt me! Somebody has to come and see what is happening to me.

"No, No, I want to get back. I am supposed to stay with my group. The lady told me to stay with my group. I do not want to get in trouble," I tell him, stuttering and almost begging for my life.

"I am not trying to get you in trouble. I just thought you might give me a taste before you leave," he says. His hand pushes my hair back away from my neck, and he licks his lips.

"A taste? What do you mean a taste?" I ask. I know what he means. He wants to fuck me.

“Do not pretend with me. You have whore written all over you. I bet you are a nasty girl. Aren't you? I bet you are a real nasty little whore," he says.

He grabs my face and tries to kiss me. I push him back, but he presses his lips to mine. I kick him in the shin, and I break free, then start running away. I have to get back to my group. "Please stop. Do not hurt me," I scream as I try to run away, but he is faster than me.

Horace tackles me and climbs on top of me. "Shh, little whore. I am going to get myself a taste of you hybrid. I am going to have some of that special tasty treat you got between your legs," he says.

He starts pulling at me, trying to undress me. "Please stop!" I scream.

Horace manages to get my panties down. He is going to rape me, and there is nothing I can do about it. "You are going to be mine. Either shut up and take it or we can do this the hard way whore," he slaps my face.

I scream, "Help me, Please Help me!"

He is holding my arms above my head as he tries to undo his pants at the same time. "Please stop!" I scream.

I can feel him getting ready to insert his member into me. This is not how I want to lose my virginity. Not like this on a cold floor by some monster. Somebody has to help me. I close my eyes and cry out for help.

"Help ME PLEASE!!" I cry out as loud as I can scream.

I close my eyes and prepare for him to take it. I can feel his hot breath on me and his hardness at my entrance. I cannot believe this is happening to me. Why? What did I do to deserve this?

BOOM

"Get off her, you idiot. I will not miss the next time," she says. I open my eyes as Horace gets off of me. He backs away slowly and pulls up his pants.

"Thank you," I say as I get off the floor and run to her, crying.

"I told you to stay with the group," she says, scolding me.

"I know he did not give me a choice. I am sorry. Thank you," I say again.

"Go back to the waiting area. If anyone stops, you tell them you were with me, Jayne. Your auction is about to start, dear and you need to be close by in case the bidders ask for more pictures. I will deal with Horace," Jayne says.

"Thank you. I am sorry," I say.

"No need to be sorry. Now get back to the waiting area, and do not leave your group again. I might not be around next time one of these assholes tries to rape you," she demands.

"I promise I will stay with the group," I say.

I run back to the waiting area. I try to fix my clothes and wipe my face. I cannot believe what just happened to me. Thank goodness Jayne heard me scream. I do not know what would have happened if she hadn't come to help. I do know what would have happened. He would have had his way with me. He would have raped me. I would have lost my virginity on the cold floor, roughly and unwillingly.