It wasn't till much later in the auction that Adonis arrived with the men that had been assigned as his escort. He was not the typical slave that were auctioned off at these events, no he was something far more special then the women that would grace these cages. He was rare beyond measure, a true one of a kind trophy as valuable as a holy relic yet far more useful. The guards lead him to one of the cages andhe sat down, looking out at the gathered crowd, taking faces into their memory as he listened to the bidding war echo in the background.<br/><br/>As he sat there he reached up and removed the majority of his clothing, wrapping himself ina single white sheet before he laid  onto the cage's makeshift bed. He wanted them all to see him, to come and get to know him, and hopefully tonight would be the first night that he served a true master rather then some shadowy corporation.<br/><br/>"I wish they had given me something to read..." he whispered softly as his legs curled and pointed up toward the cielling. It was boring, and the worst part was due to his incompetent escort they were late and the bidding still seemed to be nowhere close to being done.  It was true that some of the patrons might come up to the cage to speak with him or admire him, and he would have appreciated that. Yet it seemed far to late in the auction for people to be making their rounds.<br/><br/><em>There was nothing to do but sit there and wait...</em>