“You really did it.”  Abby’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head when I showed her the confirmation email on my phone.

“It’s a way out.”  I shrugged and put my phone in my purse.  “How can I turn that down?”

“I didn’t think you would actually go through with it.  Consider me impressed.”  Abby slammed her locker shut and threw her book bag over her shoulder.

“Now I just have to make sure I don’t accidentally lose my virginity before the auction.”  I giggled and closed my locker.

“You’ve managed that just fine for eighteen years.  I think you can handle it for another month.”  Abby put her arm around my shoulder a we walked towards class.  “I wish I was strong enough to do that.”

“You can’t—you fucked Charlie in the back of his car, remember?”  I nudged her and grinned.

“Biggest mistake of my entire freaking life.”  She shook her head as we continued walking.  “And the most expensive one, too.”

“Would you really do it if you could?”  I stopped walking when we got to Mr. Lee’s door.

“No.”  She shook her head and sighed.  “I’d probably stare at the website for days thinking about it and then chicken out.”

In a way, it was liberating to know how I was going to lose my virginity.  Most of the girls I knew had started sleeping around before they made it through Freshman year.  I had been on a few dates, but none of the guys interested me enough to go all the way with them.  My home life was such a disaster that it consumed most of my time.  College was supposed to be my escape and while it had nearly been taken from me by my father’s addictions, I was going to reclaim my future.  My virginity didn’t mean more to me than my future.  It would be a secret that only Abby knew—and whatever guy bought me.  By the time I got to college, it would be a distant memory.

“So, what kind of guy do you think will buy you?”  Abby caught up with me in the hallway once our class was done.

“Seriously, keep your voice down.  I’d prefer that this never goes further than the two of us.”  I brought my finger to my lips in a hushing motion and glared at her.

“Maybe it’ll be some hot-as-fuck billionaire like Christian Grey.  Maybe he’ll decide he wants to marry you—after he beats you, of course.”  She giggled, but she did manage to keep her voice lowered.

“I’d prefer not to get beaten.”  My eyes got wide as I considered the possibility.

“You can’t deny that scene where he spanks her right before he fucks her on the bed doesn’t turn you on—I masturbate to that at least three times week.”  She shook with glee and grinned.

“You’ve heard of too much information, right?”  I walked up to my locker, which was below Abby’s, and knelt so I could dial my combination in the lock.

“We can talk about this sort of thing now.  You’re about to lose your virginity!”  Her voice raised as she started opening her locker.

“Shut the fuck up!”  I punched her in her thigh.  “The next one will be higher.”

“Sorry, I’m just so excited.”  She quickly changed out her books and slammed the locker shut.

It seemed that my virginity was the only thing Madison could focus on.  She brought it up after every class, suggesting new guys that the person who bought me could be like.  I was ready to just go and get it over with at that point, because her constant references were making me get nervous about something I had previously come to terms with.  I followed her towards the parking lot once school was over and she was still talking about it, even stopping to mention something new that popped in her head.  I felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out.

“Hello?”  It was a number I didn’t recognize.

“Is this Madison Quinn?”  The female voice on the other end of the phone spoke in perfect English, but the accent was Russian.

“Yes.”  I stopped in my tracks and held up my hand to get Abby to stop talking.

“My name is Tatiana.  I’m going to email you a date, time and address.  Do not be late.”  The line immediately went silent.

“Hello?”  I pulled my phone back from my ear and saw that the call had ended.

“Was that them?”  Abby practically vibrated with excitement.

“It was...”  I nodded and put my phone back in my purse.

“Awesome, so when do you do this thing?”  She hit the button on her key to unlock her car doors.

“I don’t know yet.”  I sighed and opened the passenger door.

I stared out the window while Abby drove and rambled on about my virginity.  She started describing her encounter with Charlie in gross detail, telling me about the pain, how it felt to have her hymen broken, and lots of other things I really didn’t want to hear.  I did my best to just tune her out because I felt like I was going to throw up before she ever got me home.  When she finally did drop me off, I rushed to the bathroom and emptied the awful lunchroom food into the toilet.  My phone buzzed and I dug it out of my purse to see a notification that I had a new email.

***

“MADISON QUINN, RIGHT this way, please.”  A large, brutish woman motioned for me to follow her.

“Okay.”  I nodded and trailed behind her, listening to her heels echo each time they hit the stone floor below our feet.

My nerves were already shot.  The entire ordeal had felt sinister up to that point and it wasn’t feeling any better as she led me down a hallway that resembled a dungeon from a medieval castle.  I had arrived at the address they gave me, which turned out to be a park.  A nice man in a suit picked me up in a limousine, but that ride didn’t last long.  He took me to a parking lot in a shady part of town and I was put in a large black van by two guys that didn’t look very nice at all.  They talked in Russian the entire trip.  I would have probably backed out at that point if I wasn’t terrified.

“Go into this room and remove your clothes.”  The woman pushed open a rusty door to reveal a room with a dim light.  “The doctor will see you shortly to confirm you really are a virgin and run a few tests.”

I walked into the room that was so cold it felt like a refrigerator.  It didn’t look very clean.  I removed my t-shirt, kicked off my tennis shoes, and was almost done with my jeans when the door opened.  My hands quickly covered what exposed flesh I could as an older man with gray hair walked in.  The door slammed quickly and he turned to me with a smile on his face.  He didn’t look nearly as threatening as the people I had seen so far.  He actually kind of reminded me of my grandfather.

“I know.”  His voice was calming and he sighed before walking over to the table.  “This part is never easy.”

“What are you going to do to me?”  I wrapped my hands around the waistband of my jeans and considered pulling them back up.

“It’s routine.  I’m a gynecologist.  I promise I’ve done this thousands of times.”  He tore off a large piece of white paper and draped it over the table.  “We have to verify you’re a virgin before we can auction you off.”

“O-okay.”  I stammered over my words, but I finished removing my clothes before walking over to the table.

I felt extremely uncomfortable when he pushed my legs apart and started prodding my most intimate area with his finger, but he at least wore gloves.  There were no stirrups and none of the tools I normally saw at my gynecologist’s office.  He pushed his finger inside me until he was touching my hymen and then quickly removed it.  He put fingers on each side of my labia and spread me until it started to hurt.

“Ow...”  I grimaced and started to close my legs.

“Sorry, I just have to check a few things.  I need you to relax for this next part because it isn’t something your gynecologist has ever done—I hope.”  He pushed my legs further apart.

“What are you going to do?”  I tensed up, feeling my stomach churning.

“I have to make sure everything works down here.”  He pushed the hood back that covered my clitoris.  “I have to make sure your vagina can lubricate itself with stimulation.”

“Is that really necessary?  I promise it can...”  I knew it for a fact because I had masturbated on more than one occasion.

“Just close your eyes and think about the last guy you kissed—or the guy you want to kiss.”  He pressed his finger to my clitoris and started to circle it.

“Oh god...” I tensed up tighter than ever before and shuddered.

“The faster you orgasm, the faster this will be over.”  He moved his finger in a steady circle, occasionally pushing one of his other fingers into my wetness.

“I have to orgasm?”  My mouth opened and I trembled from head to toe.

“You have to be fully functional.  I know that sounds cold and inhumane, but we’re running a business here.  Our clients expect the best.”  He spoke nonchalantly as he continued massaging my clit.

I latched onto the side of the table with both hands and closed my eyes.  I wasn’t attracted to the doctor that was touching my pussy, but he was very good at stimulating it.  I let my mind wander and pretended like it was someone else—anyone but the obese man with rosy cheeks.  It started to feel really good after a few minutes of imagining Channing Tatum.  He faded out of my view and I imagined The Rock—in all his muscular glory.  The pressure started to build and I knew I was about to cum.  I bit my lip and let the orgasm take hold of me.

“There you go, good girl.”  The doctor continued rubbing.  “I’ll keep going until you want me to stop.”

“Stop!”  I nodded my head quickly as soon as the pleasure faded and it got sensitive.

“See, that wasn’t so bad.”  He stood up and I noticed an erection in his pants which made my skin crawl.  “The nurse will be in to draw blood and then you can get dressed.”

He walked towards the door and when it opened, I saw the brutish blonde woman look inside.  She grinned when she saw me spread eagle on the table and I immediately closed my legs.  With the orgasm over, I felt dirty—dirtier than I had ever felt in my life.  If I had known it would require so much just to get auctioned off, I would have never even considered doing it, but I had let it go too far for that.  My humiliation meant my freedom was on the horizon.  I focused on that when the door opened again.

“Okay, just a little stick.”  The nurse walked in and took my arm.

The nurse didn’t take long and after all of the humiliation I endured, I barely even noticed.  I got up from the the table and quickly dressed.  The blonde woman opened the door and motioned for me to follow.  She led me down the hallway and into a larger room.  We took an elevator and when I stepped out of it, I felt like I was in another world.  We were in what appeared to be a casino with a smoky atmosphere and lots of noise.  I followed her down another hallway and we arrived at a door, which she opened with a key card.

“You’ll stay in here for two days and if the blood test confirms you’re clean, you’ll be auctioned on Friday night.”  She motioned for me to enter.

“Wait, I can’t stay here for days.  I have school!”  I shook my head back and forth.  “My family will report me missing if I don’t come home tonight.”

“If you want to leave, I’ll call for a driver.”  She folded her arms across her chest.  “This is how it works.  You’re not allowed to leave after your examination if you’re going to be auctioned.  I can get your phone for you from storage, but you’ll only be able to make one call and I’ll have to observe it.  If you mention where you are or why you’re here, I’ll be forced to have you removed from the premises.”

“Okay.”  I nodded.

I walked into the room and the door locked behind me.  I had already told my mom that I would be staying with Abby for the weekend because we had a big assignment due.  She barely acknowledged me when I said it, so for the first time in my life, I hoped she was in the same condition when I called.  The blonde woman returned with my phone and towered over me as I called my mom.  She sounded numb and her words slurred when she agreed that I should stay with Abby to get a head start on my assignment.  She would seen straight through my lie if she was in the right state of mind.

“There’s a menu on the table.  Hit the red button on the intercom whenever you want something and it will be brought to you.”  She took my phone and exited the room without another word.

The room was quite nice except for the fact that it didn’t have any windows.  The bed felt comfortable and the menu had pages of meals that sounded delicious.  There was even an option on the back page with a list of alcoholic beverages and marijuana edibles.  I had never tried either of them, but if I was going to be there for two days, I figured I might as well experiment.  I ordered a margarita, a marijuana cookie, and enough food to feast like a queen.  I figured I might as well enjoy the last days of my innocence and send it out in style.