"You'll be a auctioned as a labour slave, nobody wants an ugly sex toy like you." The nameless warden said as soon as Agnes stepped forward, another warden immediately dragged her roughly towards a large cell that already had over six girls in them, one thing was common to the girls in the cell, they all had scars or large birthmarks on their faces, some also had wrinkles. It was clear that beauty was an important thing to possess if any of the slaves wanted to be a sex slave.

It was the auction day and Winifred was very scared. It was the day that was going to seal her...