So, yeah. Long time no see amigos. Well, here are my replies to the comments for the previous chapter.

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Well, now that I'm done, I will do the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: Sonic the Hedgehog (and crew) belong to SEGA. This story is MINE!

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I was pushed into yet another wagon. This time, there were less people in it. As I looked around, I noticed that most of the people in here were young girls.

Just like me… maybe even younger.

The brisk winter wind blew against the walls of the wagon, whistling through the nearly invisible gaps of the wood. I shivered when the cold air blew on my arm. I rubbed it with my hand, but it didn't help much.

I heard the faint voice of that fat walrus with his stupid microphone in the distance. I closed my eyes and counted to ten. I must stay calm if I want to live. I clasped my hands together and brought them to my lips. I blew warm air into them, making my fingers feel numb from the exposure of heat after it had been out in the cold.

I raised my eyes and saw a girl mutter something under her breath. She had tears strolling down her face and her eyes were red and puffy from the crying. This time, I counted to twenty. I wondered where my mother was, and what she was doing right this minute.

I heard talking outside all of a sudden. I pressed my ear against the wagon's wall to try and hear what they were saying.

"That'll be 20 thousand for all the girls," a man's voice said. I heard paper bills rub against each other as somebody counted money.

"Here you go. Pleasure to have business with you."

Not long after, the wagon jerked and I could hear the horses' hooves tap the pavement. Everybody swayed side to side with the movement of the wagon. I felt my stomach stir as the wagon's wheel hit against a small rock on the road.

The other girls stayed silent, not caring about the bumpy trip. My legs were cramping from the lack of rest. My muscles were tense as the cold air blew through the cracks. I could see my breath rise up into the air as I breathed out.

I counted to thirty. I mustn't feel!

Breath in.

The wagon stopped abruptly.

Breath out.

Well, that was quick.

In…

The wagon door opened to reveal a blue hedgehog.

Out…

We shuffled outside and stood there, waiting to be ordered around. My new master walked to our side and stopped right in front of the whole group. He was finishing to put on one of his white gloves. He had a creepy grin on his face as he let go of the glove, causing a sound to echo off the vast field as the fabric hit his skin.

I flinched, but he luckily didn't notice. His eyes swept over the big group of girls. We all gazed down, knowing that if we looked into our superiors we were sending for our own death wish. I glanced over to the side and noticed that there were even more girls around me. The cold air blew ever so gently on my fur, but I could feel the cold seep into my skin.

I prevented myself from shivering so as not to stand out from the whole crowd. All was silent, except for the rubbing of my master's hands. I slightly looked up and saw that he was wearing a heavy coat and hat. I stared down at my clothing, which were tattered all over with holes and smudges covered the whole dress. I had no shoes underneath on my feet to protect them from the cold pavement.

I just wanted to grab those white-ass gloves of his and just smack him, and all the other non-slaves, in the fucking face. I'll make them feel only one billionth of what we actually feel when we get beaten to death.

"Take them to the dressing room," I heard a man's voice say.

I looked up to see that the blue hedgehog bowed down slightly and gestured with his hands to follow him. We quickly shuffled together in a huge group, following the hedgehog into the mansion that was in the middle of the field.

As we were walking, I saw other slaves working in the field, collecting weeds and checking if the crops were okay. Their bodies were hunched up due to the endless bending and picking fruits and vegetables all through the year.

I felt the tall plants softly brush against my thigh, tickling me as we walked on. It was warmer with the other girls around me, but the occasional gust of cold air would manage to squeeze through our bodies to caress us with the freezing cold.

Someone had stepped on my foot, but she didn't say sorry. I didn't blame her at all. I was stepped on before, so it wasn't the least painful. I quietly yawned as sleep tried to overcome my being.

I looked up to the white sky. I wondered what heaven would be like.

Would it be nice?

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a blanket of warmth cover me. I looked around the room. It was too fancy for my taste, but I can't say anything. It's better than a shack outside without a fireplace.

We didn't stop there though. We continued to walk through a long hallway until we reached a room with different dresses. An elderly woman was standing in the middle, probably waiting for us.

The blue hedgehog cleared his throat and bowed down.

"Miss, the girls have arrived," he calmly said. The old woman turned around with an enormous and sickening smile. I wanted to throw up when I looked upon her attire.

There was a huge slit in the middle of the tight dress, allowing her breasts to pop out and her curves to show, although she didn't have many.

She ran towards us excitedly and grabbed one of the girls' hands. She shook it crazily with wide eyes and took her face in her wrinkled hands. She turned the girl's head from side to side, taking in all her features.

She stay looking at the girl for long because she immediately went over to the girl next to her, doing the exact same thing as she did before. She continued on doing this with every girl, occasionally dropping a nice comment here and there.

When she reached me, she took even longer. She observed my dainty, yet strong hands with much interest. She moved my face from side to side, gently nudging my head in one direction to look at my features.

"Hmm, small," she squeezed my arms, "yet pretty."

With that, she moved on to the next girl. After looking over at each and every one of us, she shooed the blue hedgehog away and started to work on us.

I never really liked dresses, but the ones that she had were just so beautiful! Glittering dresses from head to toe with extravagant jewels to go with them. Shoes of all kind filled the many closets, and earrings on stands all over the room.

All the girls, including me, awed at the vast array of luxuries. No wonder rich women always wore those things. It made me feel pretty when the old woman made me put on an elegant white dress that allowed my shoulders to be exposed. I felt uncomfortable with my shoulders and collarbone being uncovered. I felt a bit better when the dress covered my whole bust and would extend all the way to my ankles.

The old woman forced me to put on a gold headband and jewelry. She then applied makeup on my face to make me look pretty.

Well, that's what the woman said.

Once she was done, she moved on to another girl. I walked towards a mirror and took in my image. Never have I imagined to be dressed in beautiful clothing like this. All my life I have been stuck using the same dirty dress. Now, I had a clean, silky dress on me.

The makeup made me look like a doll. My face felt stiff from all the makeup that the woman applied on me. My skin was irritated from the foreign substance that was on it. I didn't dare scratch it or the old woman would start to nag and force me to sit down again so that she could fix my face up again.

"The master would like to see the girls now."

I spun my head (A/N: Right round like a record baby, rig-… okay, I'll leave) around to see that blue hedgehog again. Everything was quiet until the old woman giggled excitedly, clapping her hands in eagerness.

"They're ready for the master," she said.

She pushed us into a straight line with our heads up high. She gave us advice as to how to present ourselves when my new master came in. We were all nervous, not knowing what was happening.

The woman had finished speaking to us when the master came into the room. I didn't turn around to look at him, but I could hear his soft footsteps as he came closer to us. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the girl next to me shaking as the master approached us.

He first looked at her, taking in all her features. He seemed uninterested though because he almost immediately walked over to me. I had to swallow my spit very slowly so as not to show my nervousness.

He circled around me, touching my back with his gloved fingers. I bit my lip as he continued with his torture. I was praying that he would just leave me alone, but it didn't seem like he wanted to.

Fortunately, he moved on to the girl beside me. I still held on to my breath until he was far from my position. It was agonizing as to how long he was taking. I just wanted to sleep, even if it was only for a few minutes. My poor legs were starting to succumb to the exhaustion.

Finally, after what felt like fucking forever, he walked to the old woman and whispered something into her ear before exiting the room. The blue hedgehog bowed down as the master passed by him. Once he was gone, the hedgehog stood there, as if waiting to be ordered to do something.

The old woman turned to me with a huge smile.

"Sonic," the blue hedgehog's ears perked up, "show her to the master's bedroom."

Oh god, no.

Sonic, well, I think that's his name, opened the door once again and looked at me, waiting. I stayed stuck to the ground, not wanting to move at all.

The old woman pushed me towards the entrance. "Now now, no need to be afraid," she said.

She stopped pushing me once I was out in the hallway with the blue hedgehog. She quickly closed the door, leaving us outside. The blue hedgehog soon started walking farther into the hall. I ran up to him, not wanting to be alone in a foreign place.

All was quiet, except for the shuffling of our shoes as we walked in the corridor. I got sick of it, so I decided to speak.

"Soooo, why are you supposed to take me to the master's bedroom?" I asked. He stayed quiet, irritating me even more.

"Helloooo, are you deaf? I asked you a question," I stated.

"You asked two," he spoke.

Oh, looks like I had a smartass in my hands. Awesome.

"Oh! So you're not deaf!" I sarcastically said. His eyelids fell halfway in annoyance.

"You're irritating me. Shut up."

"It's my specialty," I stopped talking, feeling satisfied that I at least communicated with someone, even if it was a very rude conversation.

After a few seconds, he stopped walking and stood in front of a door. I halted and looked at the door. It was too big in my opinion. I mean' it's just a door.

Unless the one who slept in the room was freaking fat.

The hedgehog knocked on the door softly.

"Come in," a voice said. He opened the door and left it wide open for me to come in. I cautiously stepped inside, not sure what to do. I guess I was taking too long to come in because the blue hedgehog nudged me to move forward.

"The girl you had chosen, master," the blue hedgehog bowed once more. My master waved him off lazily and turned his attention to me.

"Leave, you are no use to me at the moment."

With that, the hedgehog closed the door and left. I felt uncomfortable as he gazed at me, longingly.

His eyes were hungry, as if I was the prey and he was the predator. He walked towards me and held my head in his hands. His thumb brushed against my lips and his other fingers caressed my cheek.

"Are you a good girl?" he whispered into my ear. I nodded, afraid of what he'll do to me.

He pulled away from me and sat on the big bed. He smirked seductively, sending shivers down my spine.

"So you'll do everything I tell you to do?" he asked, testing me. I nodded once more.

"Then come here," he patted the empty space next to him. I slowly walked up to him and sat down. His crimson eyes slowly scanned my body, lingering at my chest area.

Why me?

He moved closer to me, now staring straight at my lips.

Breath in…

I tried to scoot away, but he grabbed hold of my thigh.

Breath out…

"You're mine now," he chuckled, causing his sharp teeth to show.

In…

Be strong, Amy. Be obedient, and everything will be fine.

Out…

Short chapter, but I'm quite proud of it! Well, I hope you guys enjoyed it, and make sure to leave a review!

Peace Out!

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