The Whore Look.

Sth led me back to the same room I had slept in last night.

"He didn't tell me to put you in the brig at least," he said to me, with a sad smile and a shrug.

I just nodded and stepped back in.

"I'll be back soon." With that, the door slid shut and I was left to my own thoughts.

I stood still for a moment, and then threw myself on the bed face down and burst into tears. I know, it was a pure spoiled little girl moment, but it's not every day that you are sold into slavery.

I sobbed for about five minutes, which made me feel a bit better, before my natural stubbornness reasserted itself.

Sitting up, I wiped my face, gritted my teeth and swore to myself. Whomever bought me would soon regret it! I still had the ability to Boost, which I'd managed to keep secret, thank goodness. And that could give me an advantage. Plus, I wasn't sold yet. There would be a way out of this, I was sure. I'd just have to keep my eyes open for any chance.

It was probably a good job I came to that conclusion just then, because the door opened once more and Sth stepped in carrying a bag. He put it down and looked at me.

"Okay, you understand this isn't my fault right?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Just to be clear, it won't do any good hurting poor Sth. They'll just get someone else in to do this, and they won't be as nice as me, understand?"

I didn't really, but I nodded anyway. He did too, and then took a deep breath.

"All right then. Strip."

"What?"

"You heard me. Off with your clothes."

I just sat there and stared at him.

"Come on! What do you think the captain meant when he said 'get you ready'? He's going to have his way with you. I'd learn to live with it if I were you, the alternative won't be pleasant, I can assure you from bitter, bitter experience."

I wasn't sure what experience he meant, but I could tell he was sincere. I looked down at the floor and then made a decision. It didn't seem like I had a choice anyway.

So I stood up, turned away from Sth, and slipped off my jumpsuit.

"Oh my," was Sth's only response. "You're lucky I'm not the man I was, literally." When I just stood there, he spoke again, with a touch of impatience in his voice. "Come on, turn around. I've seen it all before you know, although perhaps not in such a nice package."

That didn't help, but I did what I was told anyway, and turned to face him.

"Drop the arms, I need to see what I'm working with."

I obeyed, and thus stood there, totally naked in front of this man, glowing red with shame.

"Oh, well, I won't be needing the razor then," he said, as he looked at my private area. "Lift your arms."

I did, closing my eyes and pretending I was somewhere else.

"Nope, no razor needed," he confirmed.

I realised he was talking about my lack of body hair. Well, he could thank The School for that. Mother Superior viewed bodily hair as unhygienic and, for some weird reason, unnatural. Hence every student, when they first arrived, was given an injection. I don't know how it worked, but from then on the only hair we had was on our heads.

On further thought, perhaps she viewed it as unnatural because she was a robot. A type of being not known for their hairiness. Some things you may never find out.

"I don't think you need another shower either," Sth went on. "Okay, let's get the metal out of the way then." He pulled something that looked like a gun out of his bag. My eyes went wide.

"Oh, don't worry, it will only sting for a little while. Let's start at the top then. Sit down on the bed sweetie."

I obeyed, wondering what horrible thing was going to be done to me now.

Sth walked over and unrolled a cloth on the bed, revealing an assortment of what looked like earring of various sizes and shapes. Most were gold or silver.

"The ears first, let's be traditional," he muttered, more to himself than me. He slipped an earring into the gun machine and looked up. "Hold still, if you pull away it might tear your ear, and that will hurt."

I remained still as he lined the gun up with my ear. There was a short, sharp prick and he pulled back. "One down..."

He pierced my right ear six times in all, and the left seven, with the last one in the centre of the lobe.

"I'm going to leave your eyebrow and nose," he said. "Sometimes less is more. However, your lip I think. This is going to hurt a bit more."

I closed my eyes as he pulled my mouth open. Three painful jabs, and the taste of blood later, and I had three rings of various sizes through my lower lip. The bottom half of my face felt numb.

"Right, that was the easy lot," he said.

My eyes widened. Where else could you possibly pierce?

I didn't like the answer. A short, and painful few minutes later, I had two small golden rings hanging from my nipples. Tears ran down my face at this desecration of my beautiful body.

My belly button as done next, a sparkly diamond affair this time. Sth assured me they were real diamonds too. When that was done he stood back and looked at me. I didn't like his expression.

"You're not going to like this one I'm afraid," he said. "Lay back and spread your legs wide for me."

"What?" I cried. It was bad enough being naked in front of him, but now he wanted me to expose myself? My most private area too?!

"Sorry sweetie," he said. I think he genuinely meant it, but that was cold comfort.

Sobbing gently, I, reluctantly obeyed. Lying back and spreading my legs wide, showing him what only Nuba had previously seen. And he wasn't Nuba.

I felt him feel my clit, and started breathing hard, both from fear of what he was going to do, but also because I was getting turned on! I cried a bit harder then, for becoming some dirty girl who seemed to like humiliating herself, even for strangers.

Then the pleasure was interrupted by a click and a searing pain. I screamed, and my hands shot down to my Area, only to be caught by Sth.

"Don't, don't touch," he said. "It will only make it worse."

Through my tears I sat up and looked down, to see a silver ring through my clit! Not only that, it had a tiny bell on it, which tinkled when I moved.

"That's the captain's favourite," Sth informed me. "He likes to joke that he can hear you cumming with it. He will make that joke." He paused. "You'd be advised to laugh at it."

I just nodded as I sobbed. I felt my humiliation was complete.

It wasn't.

"Right, stand again," Sth instructed me. "And put these on."

He handed me what looked, at first glance, like two pieces of black string. On closer examination they turned out to be the smallest pair of panties ever, and matching top.

The thong, for that was what it was I found out later, had just enough material to cover my pussy. I put it on gently, taking care not to nudge my new piercing. The bra, if you could call it that, had two tiny bits of material that barely covered my newly decorated nipples. I felt more naked wearing the things than without, for some reason.

"My god girl, you're going to fetch a fortune at the market," said Sth, when I was done. "Still, the captain likes the whore look, so..." He threw something else at me.

These were fishnet stockings. I pulled them on with a sense of dread.

"Good, good." I was handed something slightly more substantial next, which turned out to be a kind of very short dress, although the material was translucent, leaving little, if anything, to the imagination. It only came down to my thighs in any case.

"Finally, shoes." He passed me two bright red shoes. They were high heels. So high that I had trouble standing in them.

"I'm almost hard myself, and I haven't been like that for a while," said Sth, looking me over from top to toe. He reached into his little bag of horrors once more. "Now, have you ever worn makeup?"