This world needs a hero, a Chinese hero

I'm normal. At least used to be.

Until I woke up tied in a room with a cage instead of a door and a dozen of men sitting next to me.

We were all sitting in front of the walls. Nobody was saying a word in complete silence where only the sound of falling drops was heard.

Where am I?

The men looked weak and scared, without any dignity left. They all bore empty hopeless expressions in their eyes. That's how the slaves look like.

You can't say that about me.

I looked at my body - its mine, but I felt weakness and emptiness in my stomach. Also I was extremely thirsty. The clothes were dusty and torn. There were no shoes on me, so my feet trembled of dampness.

I found a basin with water near the wall but I didn't dare to drink from it looking at the muddiness inside.

Having examined and pulled the shackles for a few times I realized that there was no sense in trying getting rid of them. So I just waited.

Time passed slowly. There was absolutely nothing to do, so I went on to examining cellmates. All of them were guys without any facial hair and around 20-25 y.o. Excluding three persons, their bodies looked weak and exhausted.

Not a single person reacted to my attempts of making the conversation, so I couldn't understand where I was and what was going on.

After a while three persons entered the room — they all were women in tight leather suits with something that looked like a whip hanging from a side. Because of the clothes they wore you could clearly see they were fit.

Their hair was cut short and their faces were covered in something that resembled colored paint.

"Get them out!" — said the blonde, which seemed to be in charge among them. She had very deep eyes, you could feel the inner fire and willpower in them. I would fell in love with her right away if she hadn't been poking the stick in my ribs.

The lock made a screeching sound and the cage, which separated us from the rest of the world opened.

One of the girls came up to the pillar, which had all of our chains were attached to it, put them down and took the main chain (all the others were connected to it) in her hand.

"Get out and hurry up!"

Said one of them rudely and pulled the chain. The signs of annoyance and fatigue could be seen on her face.

Men didn't show a slightest protest, obidiently getting on their feet.

I followed them.

At the end of a long hall there was an exit with a bright light coming out of it. The floor was made of cobbled stone, the coldness of which freezed my bare feet.

Having gone out we found ourselves in the middle of a square, surrounded by the crowd. They were mostly women of all ages and appearences. They were all shouting and screaming.

The head of the three girls said loudly:

"A new batch of elite Venusian stallions! Nobody rode them yet! All of them are ready for personal use and slave service, so you could use them as you please. Some of them have reached a bronze tier — a maximum tier for men so they can participate in the cockfighting!"

After she finished her speech, the audience burst out with happy shouts!

I was startled. Am i being selled as a slave? I don't want to! What are these bitches thinking?

I tried to make a move, but the guard standing near me hit my knees with a baton and fell.

"Well look! This guy has a backbone and his build is quite nice! If he wants it so much, let's give him a chance! I guess he is worthy an initial bet of three gold coins!"

What? For me? Three gold coins?

She looked at me with despice and apparently noticed something in my glance.

"As, I see... He thinks that we underestimate him! Look in his eyes! Ladies, he will become such a wonderful toy, considering he has such a rare for men violent temper."

"Eight gold coins!"

"Ten!"

"Eleven!"

"Twenty!"

Some fat lady proposed twenty coins for me. No way!

"Fifty gold coins!"

Oh no... Is that another fattie? I turned around to see who decided to pay such an amount for me.

"Oh! Lady Satsmith decided to buy a new pet? Nobody's willing to pay more? Well... then fifty gold coins one..."

A quite pretty young girl was standing there. She had proper face features and wore tight fancy leather suit with a sword on a belt. She had long black hair and the amber eyes. The whole appearance of a girl was saying that she is strict and self-confident.

"Sixty gold coins!" - A voice roared near to her.

That was a blonde with big breast, big eyes and cute face. She had a blue dress on her and reminded a white lotus floating on the water due to her snowwhite skin.

"Hey, Anna! You've already bought the best one at the previous auction! You'd better give him to your sister!"

Her voice seemed soft. It flowed around the area, making everyone believe in anything she said.

"Usually noone can withstand my pressure... And this one seems to last much longer!"

The voice of black-haired girl was strict and arrogant. As if we all are not worthy of even hearing her words!

The blonde frowned, but then her face showed a relieved expression — I guess some kind of idea occured to her.

"Let's make it like back then with a black one... The one we bought half a year ago. I will play with him for a week and then give him to you. What do you think?"

She smiled happily.

"Well..."

The black-haired one frowned.

"That'll do. Take him!"

She said it as if tossing a bone or some other useless thing that doesn't deserve any attention. I immediately hated her arrogant personality.

I don't like being treated as a thing.

Seeing that these two made up their way of solving the problem, the crowd became quiet. Everyone understood that they are no match for them.

The realizing of what is going on suddenly stroke me.

"What? Are they selling me as some kind of a sex toy? As a thing?"

Disturbance and anger pierced my heart. I roared, trying to resist and break free only to receive a blow to my nape and have a blackout.

The cold floor of stone accepted my body.