Chapter 5: The Darkest Transaction

The streets were always alive with activity, but at this hour, they seemed to pulse with a sinister energy. Maya's eyes scanned the surroundings, her mind racing with thoughts of escape, but her captors' grip was like a vice. They navigated through alleys and side streets, finally stopping at a nondescript warehouse on the outskirts of town. The first robber knocked twice on the door, and a low, gravelly voice responded, "Who is it?" The robber replied, "We have the merchandise. Is the buyer ready?" The door creaked open, revealing a tall, imposing figure who eyed Maya with a mixture of curiosity and lust. "Ah, she's even more beautiful than I imagined," he said, his voice dripping with entitlement. Maya's eyes widened as she took in the surroundings. The warehouse was dimly lit, with several rooms visible through open doorways. She saw a figure standing in the shadows, partially obscured by the darkness. The imposing figure gestured for the robbers to bring Maya closer. As they approached, the figure in the shadows stepped forward, revealing a young man with an arrogant smirk on his face. He couldn't have been more than 19 years old, with a mop of messy brown hair and a designer suit that seemed to be tailored to perfection. "Ah, she's perfect," he said, his eyes roving over Maya's body. "I can see why you wanted to get her for me." Maya felt a wave of revulsion wash over her as the young man's gaze lingered on her curves. She knew she was in grave danger, and her mind racing with thoughts of escape. The young man, seemingly oblivious to Maya's distress, continued to examine her, his fingers trailing over her hips and thighs. "I can see she's got the body I want," he said, his voice dripping with lust. "I want to ride her like a wild animal." The imposing figure chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm glad you're satisfied, sir. The price we agreed upon is $10,000." The young man handed over a briefcase filled with cash, and the transaction was completed. Maya felt a sense of despair wash over her as she realized she had been sold to this entitled, rich teenager. As the robbers pocketed the cash and left, the young man turned to Maya, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Let's get one thing straight," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You're going to do exactly as I say. And what I want right now is for you to get on your hands and knees and assume the cowgirl position" Maya's heart sank, her mind recoiling in horror at the thought of what was to come. She knew she was in for a night of unimaginable terror, and her body seemed to rebel against the very thought of being touched by this entitled brat.