Malia plods along after the guard who held her leash.  Deciding that playing along for the moment was the best policy.  Well, as good as could be for the time being.  It wasn't like there were to many options at the moment, tied up like she was.  Naked, her body was on display to anyone in the city who cared to look, and it seemed that everyone wanted to leer at the captives.  Her hands secured tightly behind her back.  More rope crisscrossed her breasts, showing them off.  Rope also went between her legs, along her bare crotch, rubbing at her with each step that she was forced to make.  And the leash made sure she kept pace with the guard.<br/><br/>For now, Malia would play nice.  They had demonstrated the collar on her once, and she was not about to try it her luck unless there was a chance that she might get free.  Not just annoy the guard.  She marched along, every so often a soft whimper being muffled by the gag that stuffed her mouth.  She glanced over at the other prisoner, wondering who she might be?  An ally?  For now at least?<br/><br/>For the thousandth time, she cursed her luck.  Malia had been sure that the merchant wasn't going to be home for some time.  More than enough time for her to slip in, grab a few valuables, get out.  Easy money.  Then he had to return home with several of his guards.  She had put up a struggle, but outnumbered, it was over quickly.  They had tortured her, and she had to give up her cache, the money she had saved up to get out of this stinking city.<br/><br/>Now, it looked as if Malia might get her wish.  Not in any way she would have wanted, to be sold into slavery.  There would be a chance, she would have to wait, and seize the chance when it came.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/506181264013787149/551135518591680512/unknown.png?width=236&amp;height=469)<br/>Malia the Dark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=297512.msg14726477#msg14726477)<br/>Human Rogue 3<br/></div></div><br/><br/><br/>