Potential New Slave - Chloe Camilla

Chloe Camilla stands naked under the harsh house lights. Two men circle her. They don’t smile. One checks her teeth, slaps her tits, measures the jiggle. The other hooks a finger in her ass, twists it, watches her clench. She doesn’t pull away. She learned that lesson already. They rope her wrists behind her back, stretch the cord until her shoulders burn, then march her onto the auction block. A steel plug waits on a stool. She lowers herself onto it. When the men push her down to take it all, she grunts but stays quiet. They watch her hole close around the steel, tug the base, admire the stretch. A crop snaps across her ass. She flinches, then straightens, breathing through the sting. They yank her forward by the hair and make her ride the plug, up and down, until her thighs shake and sweat streaks her face. Satisfied for now, they leave her impaled, gagged, dripping, waiting for the next test. She keeps her eyes down. She knows better than to beg.