<strong>Jane - Slave #2</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=109845.msg4790056#msg4790056)<br/><br/>Jane heard the girl whispering to her left and turned her head. Her white teeth, clamped around the bit, were flashing against the darker shade of her face. Her chin was covered with her saliva and bubbles could be seen at the corners of her mouth. This was giving her an enraged air that completed well her overall look.<br/><br/>Looking at #1 ( she had no other name put on her face), she shook her head, trying to express her disagreement. But the thick bit gag was not kind to facial expressions and it could have meant anything.<br/><br/>She glared again at the crowd, and then at the other slaves. How could they be so passive, so meek? It was as if they did not care to be sold as slaves. Slaves! The status had been abolished long ago. Men and women had fought and died to erase this shameful commercial practice. And now they were going to be auctioned without any resistance? The thought brought a new bout of rage into her mind and she stomped a few times the stage, the low sound audible well above the brouhaha of the room.