4 Will to Survive (18+)

Maddison couldn't take his eyes off the scene. His hands were chained to the ground, a padlock keeping them restrained to an attachment on the floor.

"Mmhh~" The elf moaned, her dick slapping against her victim's belly as she rocked her hips up and down.

Against the best of his judgment, Maddison felt something rise against his thighs, the sheer sight of the elf's butt-cheeks pumping up and down arousing him.

He had never wanted anything more than getting out of there right now. People were dying - he saw it bare, presented right in front of his eyes. But as much as he tried shaking out of his bindings, his fate wasn't within his grasp anymore.

It belonged to them - he trembled as the realization went through his core. Nowhere that he lingered the sight did he see a woman with a cock smaller than 7 inches. How many victims were sacrificed by that point? And for what? To be reduced to some mere inches of dick?

That was diabolical. Even worse, he could see it in their eyes, in their blissful smiles. To them, he was nothing but their prey - ripe for the taking. He felt terrified, and yet couldn't help but feel aroused by the wicked ritual.

It continued for some 5 long minutes, none of the man enduring more than a second when their shafts were gobbled up by the black tails. By the end of it, Maddison could see their will being broken apart, as they threw away their lives for yet more pleasure. There wasn't a single exception, even the married man surrendered himself. His wife could only writhe in the ground, her very right to plead for mercy denied by her captors.

Maddison didn't stare too much though.

Now, it was a matter of survival. His life was at stake here, at the whim of others. And if he had to play by their rules, then he would do so without hesitation. Never had anything awoken such strong feeling inside him, but the desire to survive was imprinted in every single living being for that matter.

"Now, let us start the first round of the auction." The white-haired woman said to the three mysterious ladies.

Immediately, they started going through the slaves chained to the podium. The nun, in particular, surveyed the crowd like a hawk would in search for food. Everywhere she passed, without exception, people cringed away in pure fright - which was quite pathetic looking while their arms were chained to the ground. Maddison behaved the same way though, trying not to stand out in the crowd.

Curiously, the nun was the only one who had no extra member so far, her black lingerie underlining a shaved pussy underneath. She would play with her boot, pining some men's delicate parts to the ground. Nevertheless, it seemed like she didn't find what she was looking after. If Maddison could produce any noises, then he would no doubt sigh in relief that he wasn't chosen by her. As things were though, quiet slaves were more practical for an on-going auction.

On the other side of the stage, the lady with long black hair seemed to make a beeline for the deceased man's wife, like she'd just found a jewel in the trash. Her expression was weirdly gentle as she tossed the woman's chin left and right, taking in her facial features.

"I'm buying this one." She said, thoroughly ignoring the paralyzed and grieving woman by her feet, "I'm sure her talents will be put to better use in my stead instead of mining some rocks all night-long." The comment was clearly directed at the third woman, the one with an undercut for hairstyle.

"You may take whichever you want from these-" Her eyes seemed to land on Maddison for a brief second, the faintest of smiles forming across her lips, "I'm happy with this one."

She turned her back, ignoring the gruff snort from the wild-looking elf. Then, she took out a small sapphire-colored pearl from her vest before giving it to the one who captured the woman.

"Aight', I'm buying all the males, as usual." Surprisingly, the elf with short hair had a sultry but commanding voice. She gestured to some bags lying by the side, a blue glint shining from within. The huntresses took the hint and quickly took their share from the pile of money.

To say that it surprised Maddison how orderly and civil they could be at taking their due bounty would be an understatement. After all, they didn't look like they were stealing anything more than they had a right to. Was it because that woman was too frightening to steal from, or did they act like that between each other? Well, it wasn't like he would ever know - but it was a good question to occupy his mind with and stay sane.

Nonetheless, he was grateful he was bought to be a miner. Overall, that was quite lucky considering his other, possible, prospects.

Finally, the first round of the auction was finished. Maddison and a few more men were lead towards a different path from the others, and the last thing he could see were more elves entering the chamber - probably to start another round of negotiations.

'Thank you, Lady Luck.' He prayed inside his heart, failing to perceive the implications of what being a miner warranted. He followed the other men to their new destination, probably where all the workers were men as well due to them being more suited for that type of work.

Suddenly, the briefest of an image crossed his mind, making him wonder...

'What was that about?' He thought as he remembered that elf's faint smile as she stared down at him. He felt like she knew something - like she was in for an internal joke which he wouldn't understand.

'Worries for later... as for now-'

[Name: Maddison]

[Mana - 100/100]

[Anima - Stable]

[Age: 18]

[Level: 1]

[SP (Skill Points): 0]

[AP (Attribute Points): 0]

[EP (Enhancement Points): 0]

[CHA (Charisma): 10]

[BOD (Body): 10]

[LIB (Libido): 10]

[END (Endurance): 10]

[FIN (Finesse): 10]

[MGK (Magic): 10]

'It's about time I take a look at this.'