Chapter 1 The auction One

Scarlett's POV

People always believed that being a virgin until you found your Fated Mate was sacred, but I've always wondered why that was applicable to women only, when guys could go around having sex with as many women as they pleased. Why did women always have to be virgins and innocent? I may be a virgin, but I was far from being innocent. I've grown to know a lot about sex. Seriously? Who hasn't? We have the internet. I've fooled around a lot, but I just never got to the point of actually having sex.

I was 22 years old and still a virgin. I never met my Fated Mate, so I took the risky opportunity, which presented itself to me. Soon I would be auctioning off my virginity, which was a relatively rare item. Especially at my age and also because of what I was. An Omega... But now I'm rambling, probably for no other reason than just to take my mind off of what was about to happen. In 20 minutes my number would be called, and I would have to present and expose myself on a stage before an auction house full of people, putting each and every part of my body on full display. Thereafter the bidding would begin.

I needed the money. Not for college, since I was a federal student, and not for some sick family member, since I was an orphan as far as I knew... I wanted the money to enable myself to be free and independent, without having to put my head down and hide in the shadows. Which was what I've had to do my entire life up until now to hide and escape from my predators.

I looked myself over in the mirror. My shoulder-length black hair had scattered purple streaks along the ends and hung straight down with wavy ends. I had heterochromia, which meant that I was born with two different colored eyes. One eye was a light green and the other a bluish gray. It was a very rare condition among werewolves, but it made me more beautiful. It was another thing that I have always kept hidden by wearing contact lenses. My eyebrows and make-up were done to resemble that of a mermaid's, as the eye-shadow blended together from purple to blue and green with finely detailed scales depicted on my cheeks. My lips were done with a gradient lipstick, which varied from a deep red to a dark wine color.

Why mermaids? The answer was simple enough... they're coveted by many and are extremely rare; Not that I was one, but it's always nice to add an extra special touch and, due to my scent, it would be obvious to everyone that I'm an Omega she-wolf and not something else.

I was wearing a two-tone cloak in blue and purple. It covered me completely, revealing nothing of what was hidden underneath. Many people have told me that I was crazy for doing this, but it was a risk I was willing to take to obtain my goal. Freedom. Revealing myself to the audience would happen layer by layer. Underneath the outer cloak I wore different layers of other clothing. The first of which was a very loose fitting, wide dress also made with a gradient fabric, starting from the lightest purple at the top and ending in the darkest along the bottom. It was conveniently tailored with a zipper on the side, which I would pull down, to let the dress gently slide to the floor.

When the first layers' dress fell, it would reveal a tighter-fitting dress worn under it. This dress had a bluish hue to it. It clung to my body to reveal more of my curves. Even though this dress' zipper was tailored into the back of it, I was still able to pull it down without needing any assistance. When the second dress fell, I would basically be wearing nothing but lingerie, which consisted of a silver corset, made of leather and lace, and which covered my entire upper body, leaving my breasts and waist looking shapely, whilst I wore a pair of black stockings patterned with scales, and through which the skin beneath it could barely be seen. To finish off the look, I wore my silver high heels.

The corset opened at the front with little hooks, and once removed, my clear, blemish-free skin and breasts would finally be revealed to the audience as well. My breasts weren't big or small. They were medium-sized and perfect for me. My waist wasn't too slender and my thighs were on the heavier side. I had a body that most people would refer to as a "guitar-shaped" body, which I wasn't ashamed of in the least. I made the most of my body. I didn't go on diets, but did exercise a lot.

My breasts were covered in shiny painted scales, as was the part of my waist that descended into the V leading toward my sex, which was always completely shaved. The scales were extended down the insides of my legs and all the way down to my ankles.

This was done using a special paint that didn't come off easily, and which was used by many prostitutes and high-end escorts who enjoyed taking part in fantasy role plays. Tonight I was fully relying on it to serve its purpose and get me sold.

"Come on, your number's next." A man's voice called out from behind me.

I nodded and turned around to follow him down the corridor that led to the stage. We stopped when we reached a large, black curtain where I used the opportunity to nervously adjust my cape.

"Item 662!"

When the Auctioneer called out my number, I took a deep steadying breath and stepped through the curtain. I walked a few steps down another dark corridor with almost no lighting until I reached the entrance to the stage. It was the only area that really had any light in it. It had a round spotlight, which didn't give off any heat and which was enchanted to protect the merchandise being auctioned off. No one could simply just break onto the stage to try and steal the person or item being auctioned.

"Here we have a 22-year-old virgin Omega she-wolf. She has passed the medical examinations and her virginity has been attested to by five examiners, including our specialist in reconstructive magic. She is magic-free and a natural virgin!" The Auctioneer announced.

As the words echoed through the auction house, I could feel the air change around me and the hairs on the back of my neck bristled. I was, after all, a very rare and very highly sought after item being auctioned off. Not only because of my age and my beauty, but also because of my Omega status. It wasn't long before whispers of dissatisfaction grew louder among the bidders. Their complaint was that I was fully clothed, which they were very unhappy with.

I tried not to hide the way it affected me. There was nothing that could be done about it at the time, so I just lifted my head a little more with a wry smile forming on my lips, and made no comments.

"The winning bidder will be entitled to spend five days with this lovely lady. There are a few limits imposed as well as some rules, which you can check on the form that has already been given to you. You may peruse the terms and conditions again, at this time, if you wish."

As previously mentioned, I'm far from being an idiot. I'm not going to put my life at risk for anything, especially with no guarantees. Those who wished to bid on my services will be aware of my limits and what I would and wouldn't do. I've made it very clear, in no uncertain terms, that if you wanted to use BDSM, you would have to follow the strict guidelines of hard, medium, and soft limits. I did in depth research on the subject and was well prepared.

On discussing this with the auction staff, it led to a bit of a debate on whether I should sell myself as an innocent, who didn't know anything and who needed to be taught, or whether I should be auctioned off as this version of me, who preferred to make it clear that she knew exactly what she wanted, what she was doing and getting herself into. In the end I preferred to remain true to myself.

The organizers agreed to my requirements, which further granted me a little more security. The Auction was a very serious affair with a lot of powerful people taking part in the bidding. Alphas from all over the world would travel here to take part in these events, and when I say Alphas, I mean those who ruled their lands and territories. So there were Lycans, Werewolves, Vampires, Demons, Wizards, and many other races present.

It was for this reason, that this organization was required to to keep up its excellent level of service and unblemished reputation at all costs. This was also the reason for the registration fees being so high.. 50% of the money raised was to be retained by the house and the balance paid out to me.

The Announcer continued: "You will note that there's a table of values. As the bids reach each of the set values, the lady will remove one layer of her clothing and, little by little, reveal more and more of her body and abilities to you, the Audience, until she is on full display. You are welcome to view the preview photographs taken earlier today on our Auction App."

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