The market

[Maero]

(Its for Alex, unless you want to make another character)

Lillia kissed Rose back and smiled at her. "Master, am I allowed to wear clothes?" Lillia asked, noticing how cool the air was when they had arrived, and since she had been naked for days, she thought it might be OK if she put a robe on or at lest brought some sheets. Whatever his answer she would gladly accompany her master to the city.

When Alex and Lillia arrived, the would find that their was a large commotion happening near the auctions. There was big news at the Market. A hell legionary had just brought in a truck load of Angels to the auction, all ready to sell. They had ambushed them between worlds and now they were all for sale. They would only allow three slaves to be sold that day, and then move onto the next town.

"Oh angels!" Lillia said with a hint of excitement. "I hear they are very very rare, but I dont know how hard they are to break. what do you think master? Should we at least watch?" Whether or not Alex decided to watch was up to him, but the auction was going to put the angel up for sale before continuing with their normal stock.

The first to come up was a beautiful woman, her large soft white wings tied roughly together and her wrists and ankles bound in leather. "First up on the auction tonight, we have a splendid special offer for you tonight! The Supremely gorgeous angel Grace! We will start the bidding at Five hundred!" The gorgeous angel squinted as the intense light of the stage was focused on her, and tried to shy away from it.

The next up was a Dark angel, one of the few male ones that there were. His long dark hair was the same color as his black wings, and he was bound and gagged like the angel before him. He was very slender and angular, almost like a woman, and that caught a few eyes. "Ladies, and Gentlemen, then next item on our list is the Dark Angel Karth! We will start the bidding at four hundred!" The dark winged boy grit his teeth in humiliation and pulled at his bonds, but it did little.

Lastly, the final auctioned angel was a small one, a mere angelite. She was small and as pure as he baby blue eyes. Her wings were not tied together but had weights clasped onto them so she could do little more than flap them weakly. She was gagged and bound like the others. "And lastly, we have a special item! A Young one! She can be trained, and will be easier to mold into whatever slave you like, and best of all, we only start the bid at three hundred!" The small angel shied away from the yelling and tried to pull at the ropes on her wrists, but only managed to chaff her soft skin.

If Alex found no interest in the angels at all, then the next round of slaves would come after.