It was a nice, warm morning outside in the city, with little clouds in the sky to speak of, and a gentle breeze blew through the air. Meanwhile, in a home in the northern part of the city, an azer known as Virgil Amatsu was gathering various beach supplies, including sunscreen, towels, lunch, and a book to read. Why? Because her good friend Telokey was hosting a beach party later in the day for his birthday, and, of course, he had invited her. And she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to go out and enjoy a day at the beach with her friends.
Soon, the azer had everything packed neatly in a tote bag with a cat on it, and took it before gazing at herself in her mirror. She looked just fine, in her opinion. Of course, the bikini she chose may have been a little more skimpy and flaunty than most would expect, but hey, mind as well turn a few heads if she would be there for a while. She went out her house, making sure the door was locked nice and tight before she began to walk. Only a few minutes into her walk, she received a call from the bat who organized the party.
“Hey, Telokey.” Virgil said as she answered the phone. “What do you need?”
“Hi, Virgil.” Telokey responded. “I was just wondering if you were already headed on over. We were thinking about starting earlier.”
“Yep.” Virgil answered. “That’s fine. I shouldn't be too long. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Telokey said farewell to his friend, and Virgil hung up before she continued walking. Of course, knowing how valuable azers were, both alive as a slave and dead for their fur and bones, she made sure no creepy guys were stalking her in search of a quick buck - or several. Soon, though, Virgil arrived at the beach, meeting up with Telokey and his friends, Chuck and Endal.
Without going into too much detail as to what kind of stuff happened down there, it was a very enjoyable experience for the four that lasted several hours, resulting in them having to stop by their favorite burger joint for dinner. When it was all said and done and the sun began to set again, Virgil said goodnight to her friends, before remembering something important she had forgotten to bring from home.
A change of clothes.
“Ah, fuck.” Virgil muttered. Sure, earlier it had been alright to flaunt her body around in the bikini, but walking back home in the same garb would prove to be quite awkward.
“What’s wrong?” Telokey asked, dense as usual.
“Forgot clothes.” She muttered in response.
“Oh.” He frowned. “Well, you can borrow mine.”
“You’re wearing them already, dumbass.” She retorted. “Besides, I’m fine. Don't worry. See ya tomorrow.”
“If you say so.” He said. “I’ll see you around. Be careful.” She nodded, and started walking back. Despite the street lights lining the road and sidewalk being on, the azer’s surroundings were still rather dark on the way home. Virgil tried to keep calm and get home, but the dark made her paranoid enough to glance behind her at every small sound.
“Okay, Virgil…calm down...you’re gonna be okay.” She told herself after the fifth glance, taking her phone out her tote bag and pulling up a map of the city. “Home’s just another block away. You’ll be alright.”
Of course, this was just before a small sack was suddenly yanked over her head from behind. Her screams were muffled by the material as her phone fell out her hand, and she desperately began kicking and elbowing behind her in her attempt to get herself away from this kidnapper. However, this in no way stopped the assailant from tightly binding her wrists and her ankles together and lifting her up. “Got ya now, Shining Azer.” A voice spoke, followed by a malicious chuckle. This sent Virgil into a further panic - not only was she being kidnapped, but the one kidnapping her knew full well just who she was...or, more dangerously, what she was.
“HLMPH!!! SMWMN!!!” She shouted, thrashing against her restraints with all her might. However, late as it was, there were none who heard her screams for help. The kidnaper huffed.
“Always gotta scream…” He muttered, before his large hand removed the hood and clamped his hand over her nose and mouth. This cut off the air flow to her, and her screaming made her last moments of air short-lived. Soon, the azer’s eyes closed, and she was sent into a black abyss of unconsciousness…
“Wake up, girly.” The male’s voice spoke, waking her up suddenly. Her eyes opened suddenly, but her vision was still black. She tried to rub her pounding head, but found her arms bound up above her. She didn't quite know it yet, but she was bound to a wooden pole, arms roped up above her to reveal her barely-covered body to all who would see her, though she was fortunately still clad in her bikini. A tight muzzle kept her mouth shut, and a blindfold tied over her eyes kept her unable to see her surroundings. “The auction’s about to start, and you’re the main event.”
“Mmctmmn…?” Virgil let out, still confused. It wasn’t until she remembered how she ended up like this that her panic returned, and she began to thrash. “Nmm!!! Lmt mm gm!!!”
“Sorry, but tha money we can get from ya’s too much ta let ya just run off on your own.” He responded. “Don't worry too much, though. Soon, ya’ll have a new home, and a new life.”
Images flickered through the captive’s head, of herself being a slave of some cruel master, forced to do everything he told her to the letter or face severe punishment...and then she thought about her future master not even wanting her alive, as azers were much more valuable dead due to their parts, and imagined herself being killed and her parts sold off to some tailor or butcher or something, with her friends having no clue where she had gone to...these thoughts quickly brought tears from under her blindfold. “Plms...m dmnt wmnnm dmm…” She let out, shaking in fear. However, the kidnapper didn't respond, and she initially thought he just ignored her until she heard his voice, more distant now.
“Hello, ladies, gentlemen, anthros!” The man announced. Where even was she? “Welcome, one and all, to the event you’ve been waiting for...the first slave auction of 2016!” Cheers erupted from an unseen audience, which made it sound much bigger than Virgil had predicted beforehand. “Now...you may all have come here for the best slave in the house, but, as they say, save the best for last...first up, we have a young male wolf, a famous writer...but now he can be your slave if you win the bid! Starting at one hundred dollars!” The wolf and some other slaves were auctioned off to various masters, and Virgil couldn't help but feel sorry for them. That was, until the end of the auction drew near. “And now, everyone...for the main piece, we have...Virgil Amatsu! The Shining Azer!” A small curtain moved and revealed her bound form to the entire audience. “One of the few azers remaining in the world, but you can get this beautiful woman under your ownership tonight, if you win the bid! Starting at one thousand dollars!”
The audience went crazy at that point, raising the bid to insane prices. Virgil squirmed, wishing none of this were happening. At the very least, she hoped her master would be a benign one and not...she shivered, listening helplessly to the growing bids with one question on her mind.
Who would win?
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This is my half of an art trade with telokey-the-bat. He wanted his character, Virgil Amatsu, kidnapped and sold at a slave auction in a skimpy outfit. So, uh, let me know if you like it ^^

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All named characters © Telokey-the-bat