The auctioneer's gavel banged down on the wooden podium. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the final item on today's auction block. A beautiful, young female sex slave, freshly imported from the far reaches of the galaxy." He gestured to the bound and gagged woman, her eyes wide with fear, as he continued. "And now, may I present to you, a highly-esteemed, experienced master, eager to take her under his wing." He turned to address the master, who stood beside him, a smug grin on his face. "Sir, if you would like to step forward and claim your prize, the slave is yours."

The master confidently strode forward, his gaze never leaving the slave. "Ah, what a beautiful specimen," he purred, his voice thick with desire. "I've been searching for just the right one to join my collection." He reached out and gently caressed her cheek, his fingers tracing the contours of her face. "She'll make a fine addition, I can assure you."

The slave's eyes widened further, her fear palpable as she struggled to process the situation. She tried to pull away from the master's touch, her body trembling, but her bonds held her captive. The auctioneer, oblivious to the slave's plight, continued to encourage the sale. "Well, gentlemen, the slave is yours. What will it be?" He looked to the master, who was still stroking the slave's face. "Your bid, sir?"

The master's gaze never left the slave. "I'll take her," he said, his voice low and menacing. "She'll make the perfect companion for my collection." He turned to the auctioneer, hi