Male Human T{o}y For Sale!

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

Brandon sat in the cage, staring at the man who was selling him.
"Three hundred for this young male specimen here!" The man called out.
Brandon glared at him angrily, hatred welling up in his eyes.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

Bump..

[αяαиєα~]

Samantha walked forward. "I'll take him," she said, handing the seller 300 dollars in cash.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

Brandon struggled to get out of the grip of the men pulling him out of the cage. They dropped him in front of Samantha. He fell onto his knees and looked at the ground.
The man moved on to the next sale. "Do you like this one ma'ma?"

[αяαиєα~]

Samantha smirked. "He's great," she replied. She brushed one her light blonde curls away from her ice blue eyes.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

Brandon kept his head down, giving up.

[αяαиєα~]

"Come on, get up," Samantha said to Brandon, looking down at him.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

He got up slowly, not making any sound except for the sound the chains made when he moved.

[αяαиєα~]

Samantha walked towards her car, turning around every so often to make sure Brandon was following.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

He followed her to the car silently.

[αяαиєα~]

Samantha opened the door to the passenger seat, waiting for Brandon to enter.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

He got into the car and buckled up, still looking down.

[αяαиєα~]

Samantha walked to the other side of the car, starting it up. She glanced over at Brandon. "So, what's your name?" she asked, starting the drive.

[-- в я σ к ε η ✗]

"Brandon." He kept his eyes on the ground, not daring to look at her.

[αяαиєα~]

"Oh come on, you can look at me," Samantha said as she pulled up into the driveway of her mansion.