<strong>Jane - Slave #2</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=109845.msg4790056#msg4790056)<br/><br/>As the man passed in front of her and commented about her body, Jane clenched her muscles, growled and attempted to kick him. Of course, her leg was stopped short in a yank by her leg irons but still there was so much aggressivity in her move and expression that a strong trust into the effectiveness of the chains was needed not to feel in danger.<br/><br/>Bidding had begun and Jane was satisfied that nobody dared to show her number. She was unsellable, and if only all the slaves would do the same, the Auction Master would soon go bankrupt. In spite of her chains and of her nakedness she was able to keep her dignity and she felt a boost of pride at this thought.<br/><br/>The only thing that was amiss with her pride was the heavy drooling the bit gag was occasioning. There was no way she could prevent her saliva from flowing down her chin and then to her chest. For the tenth time, she rubbed her lower face against her bulging biceps but the skin was already so much covered with saliva that it only served in smearing the drool further. Growling with frustration, she tried to spit on the floor but once again found herself unable to do it.<br/><br/>As a vengeance, she turned to one of the Auction Master's assistants, a newly-hired weakling who was looking at the auction from the side of the stage. She glared at him and hissed through her pursed lips in a way that was so terrible that the young man began to tremble. A grin could be guessed at the corner of her stretched lips as she turned back to face the crowd.