After the final bid had been made, the auctioneer drags Kitty off of the stage and shoves her into the arms of another man.<strong>”Someone cage that little bitch,”</strong>the man says, spitting in her direction and making her frown. She hisses back at him and her hair is yanked on before she is dragged into another, dark room. Her clothes are stripped from her and she is put in a dingy tunic before being stuck in a holding cell. Still, her collar was kept on, keeping her from shifting and making her uncomfortable. The collar was on too tight.<br/><br/>Reaching up,  her hands claw at the leather and metal, trying to see if she could loosen it, but it was locked via key. Without the key, there was no taking the collar off.<strong>”Please, anyone. Where is my Master. I have to get back to Master,” </strong>she paces around the cell, low grumbles and growls sounding from her chest as she does. She’d never been left alone in an unfamiliar place. She didn’t know what to do.<br/><br/><strong>”Shut up in there. Before I come in and really make you hiss,” </strong>a man says as he comes by and bangs a clipboard against the rails loudly.<strong>”Your <em>Master</em> isn’t coming back. He left you, you idiot. You’ll be some other man’s cute, little pussy now,” </strong>he adds with a smirk, his hand sticking between the rails to try and touch her.<br/><br/>Hissing, the cat draws some attention and the man is snatched up by the back of his shirt.<strong>”You know the rules. No touching the merchandise…”</strong>the other says with a low growl before tossing the man on his way. Kitty couldn’t help but smile softly. She knew the man hadn’t stood up for her, but she could at least pretend right?<br/><br/>Pacing still, it was hours until anyone came back— an unfamiliar face.<em>Come back for me? Why would he….oh… </em>she looks her soon-to-be Master in the face, her eyes trailing over his body. He didn’t look like her Master. He was thinner and…kinder looking. Handsome even, but she knew better than to hold false hope. He was probably even nastier than her Master had been. Inching closer, she holds onto the bars and a low meow spills out of her.<strong>”Don’t leave me here, please…nononono….” </strong>she cries softly, but he is gone and she’s left alone again. Slumping down to the floor, she buries her face in her knees, the collar around her neck becoming even more uncomfortable in this position.<br/><br/>Over the course of the next few days, she asks several guards to loosen her collar but none of them oblige. One even tricks her and tightens it further. When would her new Master come? Anything would be better than this…right? She thought, her eyes shifting to the slop they slid under her cell door everyday. She had at least tried it once, but it had made her gag more than it had actually sated her hunger.<br/><br/><strong>”Awww….poor little pussy. No one come back for you?”</strong>a man says as he approaches the cage. Looking up into his face, her eyes widen and she scoots back from the door. It was the same man that had bet on her that night, she just didn’t know it.<br/><br/><strong>”W-what…who are you? I’ve never seen you,”</strong>she says, her teeth biting down into her lower lip and her ears falling.<br/><br/><strong>”Aww…don’t worry, little one. Me and my friends are going to take <em>real</em> good care of you…”</strong>he says with a sly smile, his hand reaching into his pocket for what looks like a skeleton key. Kitty had seen a key like that before in a book, but she didn’t think they actually existed. Keys that would open any door.<strong>”I was lucky I could find this key. I was afraid, your new, little Daddy would come pick you up before the three days were up. I knew he didn’t have the money. Just didn’t look it,” </strong>the man says with a snotty laugh before licking the key tauntingly.<strong>”I bet you taste divineeee…”</strong>he adds with a chuckle, sticking the key into the lock, but he doesn’t turn it. Instead, he freezes, and Kitty can see a little smoke emitting from his hand.<br/><br/>It would make sense that a place like this, one that houses magical creatures, would have some sort of magical deterrent at work. Groaning, the man collapses in front of the door, the key coming with him. It wouldn’t be long before someone came back to check on her. Quickly, she scurries towards him and uses her tail to flick the key a little closer to her. She grabs it and stuffs it in her panties…just in case.<br/><br/><strong>”What the….what did you do, beast?”</strong>the guard asks as he comes by to find the, presumably, dead man on the floor.<br/><br/><strong>”I—I didn’t. he…he tried to pick the lock. It fried him, and the pick…” </strong>she says, hoping the dumb guard would believe her little story.<br/><br/><strong>”Hmm…I guess if your stupid, little bidder doesn’t show up with the money by the end of the day, you won’t have a second bidder. You’ll be ours until the next auction. Wouldn’t that be fun?” </strong>the guard says with a devilish smirk, his hand poking inside the cage to touch her.