Misconceptions of Compliance
To the casual observer the way she knelt, with no bindings would seem to indicate a willingness to participate in her own debasement.
The smooth way that she assumed the different poses, commanded by the auctioneer, would seem to indicate not just a willingness, but even eagerness to participate.
The total lack of bindings would seem to enforce this image even more, making the entire situation seem less dire and more entertainment.
It wouldn’t be until one looked very, very closely that they would begin to understand the horrifying truth.
Not unless someone was very observant and noticed the slight sheen of fear sweat that coated her entire body, or caught the briefest glimpse of the empty, resigned look in her eye, would they understand.
It was a look that said, even as she had completely surrendered to her destiny, she still remembered it was undesired.
It was a look that had to be caught and recognized quickly, before her training would reassert itself and the look would vanish.
But that briefest of glances into the shattered soul and will of this compliant sex-slave would lead to the shocking realization that the bindings which held this truly unwilling slave, while invisible, were as powerful as the finest steel and held her just as surely to the will of those who were selling her.
But even that glance, and the realization it brought, while informative, wouldn’t tell the observer the whole story.
No, such an obervation would not tell the observer that six months ago she would have never even considered complying, or cooperating, or in anyway being complicit in her own illegal sale into slavery.
But that was six months ago.
In that time she had been kidnapped, and brought to this place, far from anyone who knew her or anyone that could help her.
She had been subjected to the most painful physical abuses imaginable, without causing a single noticeable mark, beyond the piercing of her nipples, a demonstration of her new Owners’ total mastery over her body.
She had been bound and blinded so she could be violated, repeatedly, in her lower holes; raped again and again, and taken with impunity while her best efforts to resist were overcome with casual ease.
She was subjected to horrifying psychological manipulation’s, kept from sleeping for days while being required to repeat, over and over again, the different rules of her new life. Forced to perfectly assume various positions that allowed her body to be used or examined with humiliating ease.
In these trainings, she was punished repeatedly, and severely, for the slightest mistake; the most minimal of imperfections warranting horrific retribution.
She was trained to understand that nothing less than absolute obedience and perfection was acceptable, and trained to understand that even the slightest indication of unwillingness or hesitation to comply with the will of her Owners would bring a horrifying outcomes worse than death.
All designed with the sole purpose of overcoming her natural instinct for freedom and forcing her to embrace her subjugation.
A subjugation that followed her even in sleep as her training continued and she was taught that there was no freedom to be had, even in Morpheus’ Embrace.
They would come for her at night, ravaging her bound, helpless form and slipping her hallucinagenic drugs to make her nighttime experiences even more horrifying, and debasing.
The result of the repeated punishments for even the slightest infraction, or at the slightest indication of willfulness, or disobedience had resulted in her will to slowly crumbling and culminated in the end goal that made even the consideration of any resistance or escape attempt completely impossible.
To even allow such a thought to cross her mind caused her initially to shudder in crippling fear, then, slowly, her mind was so reconditioned that such a thought was simply and utterly impossible.
She had been broken.
In a short six months the finished results were as inevitable as they were obvious: a completely, pathetically obedient product ready for sale.
A slave with unbreakable bindings upon her will, her spirit, her very soul.
She would be sold to a master who would take full advantage of this training and use her in every way possible, knowing that she was absolutely obedient and submissive to his will.
After all, thanks to her intensive training, that was what she seemed to craved now…unless one looked closer.