Another day at the market for slave girl Feria. She would be up on a stage, on display, all day, followed by a shameful walk home, still sloppy from sex. When interest was scarce, she would be made to prance around the stage, flaunting her curves until mistress got bored of doing lewd things to her. When the crowd was interested, she would be made to offer her body to any potential buyer willing to pay the small fee for a sample of her skills. And, of course, whenever she could, she would be disobeying orders, biting and spoiling what fun she could, and confusing disappointed buyers that a slave so perky and wet would be so insolent, too. What could make her so sad about being sold off to a good owner, mistress asked day after day, but Feria knew: not being sold off anymore.