The stone is so cold against my bare skin. They took my clothes, said it was to show the 'merchandise'. I've never been looked at like this before—not with hunger. My pussy is so exposed in this cage, and when their eyes linger there, I feel a hot shame mixed with something else... a strange, terrifying throb. I try to hide it with my tail, but they just laugh. I was taught my body was sacred, a gift for my future mate. Now it's just a price. I'm so scared that when someone finally buys me, they'll only see a hole to use. I just want someone to see me first.