Chapter 2 You're name is now doll

Congratulations Mr Marcus, you are now the proud owner of this fine young lady." The crowd clapped, and Anna's heart sank even lower than she thought possible. She was sold, like a piece of property, to a complete stranger. She could see the sick pleasure in her step brother's face, his twisted joy at her suffering almost palpable.

The new owner, a towering handsome young man dressed in an expensive suit, approached her slowly. His lecherous gaze raked over her body, making her skin crawl. "Looks like I got quite the little prize here," he said with a leering grin. "You're going home with me now, doll."

The new owner roughly grabbed her arm, pulling her away from Lucas. "Come on, doll. Let's get out of here," he said with a sinister smile. As he pulled her towards the door, Anna's heart pounded in her chest, her legs feeling like lead. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew it was nowhere good.

Once out of the auction house, the new owner led her to a waiting car, opening the door for her to get in. "In you go, doll," he said, pushing her into the back seat. "Time to show you what your new life is going to be like."

As the car drove through the dark city streets, Anna's mind raced with fear and anxiety. She had no idea where she was being taken or what her new life would be like. All she knew was that she was now the property of a man who saw her as nothing more than a possession. The man sitting next to her, however, seemed pleased with his purchase. He couldn't help but ogle her, his lecherous gaze making her feel small and powerless.

"You're going to be a good girl for me, aren't you doll? I have big plans for you," the man said, a sinister smile playing at his lips. "You're going to learn to obey, to serve me, and to know your place."

Anna couldn't find the words to respond. She felt lost, trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed no escape. All she could do was nod silently, her mind swimming with fear and despair. She knew that whatever fate awaited her, it would be far from a pleasant one.

As the car pulled up to a luxurious mansion, Anna's heart sank. The mansion was grand and imposing, a symbol of wealth and power. But to her, it represented nothing but a prison, a place where she would be locked away from the world and forced to obey her new master. Little did she know, her nightmare was only just beginning.

As they walked through the front door, the man gestured for her to enter. "Well, doll," he said with a sinister grin, "your new life as my property begins now. Welcome home." Anna felt a shiver run through her as she stepped onto the marble floors of the mansion, her future shrouded in darkness. How would she survive this living nightmare, where she was nothing more than a plaything for a ruthless man?

As the man led her deeper into the mansion, every room seemed to mock her with its opulence and luxury. High ceilings, ornate gold fixtures and chandeliers, thick velvet drapes and marble floors - all of it seemed designed to emphasize his wealth and power. Anna found herself lost in the maze of hallways, each door leading to another opulent room. She couldn't help but feel like a caged animal, trapped in a fortress of excess. Perhaps the most disturbing aspect of it all was the eerie silence that enveloped the mansion. There was no staff, no other people, and no one to help her.

Once they reached the bedroom, Marcus pushed the door open to reveal a lavish suite of rooms that made the rest of the mansion seem tame in comparison. A massive four-poster bed sat against the far wall, its silk sheets and fine linens a stark contrast to the opulence of the other rooms. A luxurious bathroom, complete with a jacuzzi bathtub and ornate fixtures, occupied one corner, while a walk-in closet with row upon row of designer clothing filled the other.

The man led her towards the bed, his lecherous gaze never leaving her body. "Welcome to your new home, doll," he said, patting the silk bedspread. "This will be where you spend a lot of your time. You'll be at my disposal day and night, and your life will revolve around fulfilling my every desire. Is that understood?

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"Marcus voice was cold and commanding, leaving no room for argument. "I'm your Master now, so you better get used to it, doll. You're my property, and you'll do as I say, when I say it. You're lucky I'm gracious enough to provide you with a comfortable bed." He turned the bed, a smug look on his face. "You better enjoy it, because it's as good as it gets for you."

Anna couldn't help but feel a knot of dread forming in her stomach. This was it. This was her fate, to be a servant to this man for the rest of her life. She didn't dare meet his gaze, knowing that any sign of resistance would be met with harsh retribution. With a sinking feeling, she nodded her head in understanding, knowing that she had no choice but to obey his every command. "Yes, sir," she said quietly, her voice barely audible.

Marcus reached out to touch her jaw with a rough, possessive hand. "Good girl," he sneered. "You're beginning to understand your place. Your name is not Anna anymore, understood? Your name is doll, and you will respond only to that name from now on. Is that clear?"

Marcus moved closer to her, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I'm going to enjoy making you mine," he said, his eyes filled with a twisted pleasure. "You'll soon learn that your body is my property, to use as I see fit. You'll be my doll, and you'll love it. Understood?"

anna nods her head.

"Use words doll" marcus .

"yes master, i understand" anna responded as she felt shivers run down her spine