For Sale

Author: ChibiJ

Rated: PG13

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Chapter 3

For Sale

Installment 3

By Chibi J

Edited by Sailor Sista

Rated PG

I am the lap dog in Empry's harem. I'm not even worthy enough to be a wife. I fetch her slippers for a living. Do you honestly think that I could own Sailor Moon's characters??

EN: *snickers* sure, why not?

This is dedicated to everyone who was so kind to review my stories. This has gotten a large response and I hope that I don't disappoint any of you.

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The cell was small and cold. There was no bench, no toilet, no bed, nothing. Just a cement floor, iron bars, and a brick wall; Usagi knew animals that had received better treatment. But to these males, the blonde creature in the cell was just as bad as any wild animal. She was not properly trained to know her place in life. That much was certain.

Minako had quickly returned to Chiba Estates and told Rei what had happened. Unfortunately, Mamoru had been in an important meeting and the secretary refused to get him. And although Rei had the funds available to bail out Usagi, there was no way that any officer would release her to another female.

So it wasn't until five in the evening, seven hours after her arrest, that Mamoru was finally able to arrive at the station. The officer at the desk basically laughed at Mamoru and his inability to train his female properly. Being the person that he was, Mamoru just nodded his head and accepted the criticism. His only true concern was freeing Usagi.

With a grunt at the male who was obviously not taking any notice of his words, the officer led him towards the cell.

"She's quite a feisty one. She was kickin' and screamin' while we tried to chain her up. Don't know why you ain't taught her her place." The chubby officer said.

"I'll be sure to remember that Officer Jones." Mamoru said for what seemed to be the fifth time. He was starting to get tired of hearing of her lack of training. Five years in a training center was enough. The poor girl didn't need anymore training in his opinion.

"I'm just sayin' ya ought ta be careful that she don't run away or nuthin." Officer Jones continued as he opened the door to the back cells, where the females were kept.

As Mamoru entered the back area, his heart immediately shattered at the site before him. Usagi was stripped bare of her clothes. She still wore the cuffs around her wrists and the collar around her neck. Her chain was attached to the wall with less than six feet of chain. Duct tape covered her mouth and was sticking partially to her hair.

Huddled in a small ball in the corner, her skin was pale, and she was shivering. Her arms were wrapped partially around her legs, the best she could with the chains on. Her head was tucked up in her legs in an attempt to keep anyone from seeing her face and the tearstains that ran down her cheeks.

The officer opened the cell door and stepped in to unchain Usagi from the wall. Mamoru stood stiffly in his place, refusing to let his body react to the scene in front of him. For surely he would be placed in prison if he were to act out the vengeance he wished to seek for Usagi's mistreatment.

"Hey!" The officer slightly kicked Usagi in the leg to rouse her. "Mr. Chiba's here ta pick ya up. Ya ought to be grateful."

Usagi stood slowly, refusing to lift her head. She walked as Officer Jones pulled her chain towards Mamoru. "The chains are on the bureau. Here's the keys. Do us all a favor an' keep her locked up til ya get her home." Jones said as he handed Mamoru Usagi's chain and the set of keys.

Mamoru nodded his head, afraid that his voice would crack if he attempted to speak. Trying his best to look the dominant male, Mamoru walked back through the station and out to the car holding onto Usagi's chain.

Mamoru opened the car door for Usagi and got in after her. With a quick signal to the driver, they headed on their way towards the estate. With quick speed, Mamoru removed the chains and collar and carefully removed the duct tape from her mouth. Desperate to hold the poor, scared bunny in front of him, he immediately wrapped her up in his arms.

"I'm so sorry Usagi. I'm so sorry." Mamoru mumbled into her ear several times, with no response from her at all. After a few moments, he let go of her and let her simply sit beside him. She was making no attempt to speak, nor raise her head. She was still trembling and Mamoru removed his trench coat in an effort to shield her from the cold and her own shyness.

The trip from the station to the estate was only fifteen minutes, but it seemed more like hours to Mamoru who simply wanted to get Usagi home and safe. Their arrival at the estate was met by several females, including Minako and Rei.

Minako desperately wanted to run to her sister and never let her go. Yet she was so shocked by her appearance that she turned away to cry into Rei's shoulder. The dark haired female tried to comfort her, but found that she herself wanted to curl up and cry.

Never had an angel looked as if she had fallen so far from heaven.

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Upon entering the penthouse, Usagi quickly made her way to her bedroom. The door closed behind her and the sound of the lock being turned echoed throughout the hall. For two days she did not leave her room, nor did her door ever open. Meals were left at the foot of the door, but she never took them. For two days, she did not eat or drink. She never even left her room for the bathroom, a feat not easily accomplished.

Mamoru had been extremely worried and refused to leave the building, lest Usagi do something drastic. He called off work and had sat on the floor in the hall for most of the time. Minako and Rei had both tried to gain entrance to the room, but failed at acquiring access. In the evening of the second day, Ikuko spoke to her daughter through the door.

To the delight of all, Usagi had let her mother in. Although Rei had insisted that it was a breech of her privacy, Minako tried to listen to the conversation through the door. Much to her dismay, both females were speaking in whispered hushes.

After three hours, Ikuko opened the door slightly and requested some food. Quick to action, Mamoru ran to the kitchen to prepare something as fast as possible. Upon his return to the door, he handed over the tray and noticed the tear streaks staining Ikuko's face. But before he could ask, she quickly closed the door again.

Two hours later, Ikuko emerged from the room, a worn look upon her face. "She's asleep, I suggest you all do the same." She then left the penthouse, refusing to answer any questions.

Minako followed her mother, trying desperately to find out what was wrong, but her mother only responded with, "You will find out when she is ready to tell you."

Not one to disobey a mother's orders, even if it wasn't his, Mamoru insisted that Rei return to her apartment before retiring to his bedroom.

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The next morning, Mamoru stirred from his sleep to the smell of sausages being cooked in the kitchen. Walking past Usagi's room, he gave a sigh when he saw that the door was still closed.

With peeked curiosity, he made his way to the kitchen and was completely surprised to find that it was Usagi who was cooking. Even more surprising, she was dancing around the kitchen with a set of headphones on her ears.

Not wanting to startle her Mamoru attempted several times to clear his throat, to gain her attention. Failing, he tapped her lightly on the shoulder. She spun around quickly, putting up her fork as a weapon.

"Oh, Mr. Chiba, you startled me." Usagi said with a sigh of relief, lowering the fork to her side.

"Usagi, I'm glad to see you up." Mamoru said with a tone of caution, wondering why she had reverted back to calling him Mr. Chiba.

"Well, Mother and I talked last night and I realized that I was acting silly. There is too much to be done around here for me to just stay in my bedroom for the rest of my life." She said in a chipper tone.

Mamoru looked her over a couple of times, trying to make sure that she was really okay. She appeared normal, but something still seemed strange to him.

"Well, I'm going to go to work today then, if you are sure that you will be okay." Mamoru said, still debating in his head what was wrong with her.

"Of course Mr. Chiba. I'm sorry that my poor behavior resulted in you losing time away from your busy schedule." Usagi said with a light smile as she took the sausages off the stove and piled them onto a plate for Mamoru.

Usagi walked over to the table and sat the plate at his seat and stepped over to the side. Not wanting to disappoint her, Mamoru sat down and began to eat. When he realized that she wasn't eating as well, he asked her to join him.

Refusing with a light shake of her head, Mamoru realized what was going on with Usagi; she was acting as a servant. She was doing all this because she was taking on the role that most females have beaten into them.

Quite disappointed with the change in Usagi, Mamoru finished eating and left for work. Time away would give him the opportunity to think of a way to get Usagi back to normal.

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However, after three weeks, Usagi was not showing any signs of returning back to her normal self. She refused to call him Mamoru, insisting that she call him Mr. Chiba. During the day she was seemingly happy, constantly working around the estate, but there was something lacking in her spirit.

Everyone who worked with Usagi was full of praise and tried to keep the petite blonde in good spirits. Constant attempts were made to get Usagi to 'goof around' or 'have fun', but she would turn down their attempts by saying that it wasn't appropriate.

Mamoru would often try to have conversations with Usagi, but she would often refuse, stating that some job needed to be done. Several nights he would stand outside her door and hear her crying. He wanted to rush in and dry her tears, but he knew that she would come to him when she was ready, or so he hoped.

The time did come, although Usagi didn't plan to let it happen. She had been living at the estate for a month when her problem came out into the open.

Sleeping peacefully in his bedroom, Mamoru tossed in his sleep when a weak noise was heard through the penthouse. Moments later, a scream, albeit a mild one, caused Mamoru to open his eyes. He wasn't sure what he was hearing and thought that he was imagining things.

But when a heart-wrenching "NO! DON'T!" was yelled, it echoed through the walls causing Mamoru to bolt from his bed.

Rushing to Usagi's room, the obvious cause of the screaming, he barged in, refusing to take the time to knock. His entrance, however, was unnoticed by the blonde female. Usagi was thrashing back and forth on the bed, but her arms were above her head, as if pinned there by some force.

Mamoru quickly seated himself on the side of her bed and tried to rouse the upset female. Usagi thrashed about, still screaming out various requests to cease whatever was occurring in the dream, when her eyes flew open. Her arms attempted to strike out at Mamoru, but he quickly grabbed them and attempted to hold her in his arms.

"Usagi, Usagi, it's me, Mamoru." He pleaded with her over and over again. Finally her eyes widened and she took in her location. She then looked up to Mamoru with a look of horror on her face.

"Mr. Chiba!" Usagi gasped as she jumped out of his grasp. "I'm so sorry, please don't punish me." She pleaded as she got down into an almost bowing position, still on the bed.

Mamoru was stunned to say the least. Confusion was flooding his system and he didn't know how to react, except to ensure her that he would cause her no harm.

"Usagi, please, sit up. I'm not going to hurt you." Mamoru requested, reaching out a gentle hand to her. He was saddened when she backed away from his hand, but happy that she was now sitting up and looking at him.

"Mr. Chiba, I am sorry to have disturbed your sleep." She again apologized, this time with much less fear in her voice.

"Please, Usagi, talk to me. Tell me what is the matter so I can help you." Mamoru begged. He knew that only one person knew the secret that Usagi held. Ikuko had repetitively refused to tell what had happened, knowing that Usagi would share when she was ready.

"Mr. Chiba, I, I just can't." Usagi said as tears slowly began to flow down her cheeks. Mamoru reached out to move the tears off her face and this time, she allowed him to make contact with her.

The gentle gesture was Usagi's undoing. She virtually leapt through the air in an attempt to gain access to the male in front of her. She wrapped her arms tightly around him and began to sob incessantly. Mamoru simply put his arms around her, allowing her to cry her heart out.

When she began to speak, he listened, not making any intrusion into her story.

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"Get in there you wench!" The officer yelled as he threw Usagi into the cell. It was damp and ugly and she wished to be anywhere but where she was. The duct tape was stuck securely on her mouth and any protests she attempted to make came out in a mangled mumble.

"What's the matter girlie, don't want to be here?" The officer asked in a sarcastic voice. Unsure whether he wanted an answer or not, Usagi just sat where she was thrown.

That was her first mistake.

The officer reached down and grabbed a fistful of Usagi's long hair into his hand and jerked her up to a standing position. "You answer me when I ask a question!" He shouted at her.

Slight tears were sneaking out of the corner of her eyes from the pain of her hair being pulled. She shook her head yes to acknowledge him.

"Ah, so you do want to be in here." He said with a slight smirk. He had taken her response to answer his previous question. "I'm glad you don't mind being locked up in here." He replied a little too sweetly as he pulled Usagi's neck chain and attached her to the wall.

Having been stripped of her clothes, Usagi attempted to cover as much of herself as possible with her arms. Although many males had seen her, this male disgusted her. She hoped that he would soon leave her be so that she could just wait for Mamoru to show up.

Yet hopes can so easily be dashed by the evilness of a person. The officer left Usagi, but returned quickly with another male in an officer's uniform. He had more chains in his hand and Usagi was immediately concerned. Her fear shone in her eyes, much to the enjoyment of the two men.

"Aw, look Bob, she's scared." The first officer said with a smile to his friend.

"That's just so sweet. I almost think that I can't do this Joe." The other male replied. Both had a look of humor on their face.

It was like watching a play. The rehearsed lines were exaggerated to the point that Usagi thought that she might become nauseas just from listening to them talk.

"Almost?" Joe questioned. The two males took several steps towards the fearful female.

"Almost." Bob replied as he snapped the extra chain to the chains holding her arms. He then reached up and placed the chain on the same hook as her neck collar. Her arms were now suspended above her head, leaving no ability to shield her body from the two males.

"You were right Joe, she is quite the specimen." Bob said as he raised a hand to cup her breast. Usagi squealed and tried to thrash out of his grasp, only to be pushed up against the wall by both Bob and Joe.

Usagi continued to thrash about in an attempt to remove the males from her body. She screamed out, only to have the men laugh at her muffled attempts.

For nearly an hour the two men continued to touch over Usagi's body. Although her virginity was not taken, she suffered all the same. One male would slip fingers in areas she had rather not think of while the other crushed her breasts in his hand. She was forced to watch both of them masturbate as they took enjoyment in her body. Tears streamed down her face in rivers as she felt a tongue licking across her abdomen.

The two finished with sighs of contentment and the lighting of a cigarette. Usagi, with her arms still strung above her head, cried freely. She felt a surge of relief that the two had finally let her be.

So it was from fear and determination that she kicked out at the next two males to walk into her cell. It was obvious from the moment that they opened the door as to what they wanted.

The torture continued three more times. A total of ten males in all had taken part in the beautiful young blonde that was held in the jail cell. It was obvious that these males were given directions not to make any contact that would be evident. None had allowed their manhood to enter her, although several had taken the pleasure of rubbing up against her.

By the time that Mamoru had come to pick up Usagi, the cell had been cleaned and Usagi's arms released from the chain. Her tears, completely drained from her eyes, had dried on her cheeks. Her spirit had left her. And Mamoru had found her huddled in the corner of the cell upon his arrival.

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Immediate anger surged throughout Mamoru. He desperately wanted to rip off the heads of the males that dared to treat this beautiful treasure in such a way. For years he had listen to her family describe her as the personification of light. How dare these males attempt to snub out that light.

Usagi's whimpers had brought Mamoru back to his senses. He needed to help her first before revenge could be sought out.

Gently stroking the back of her head, Mamoru began to whisper sweetly to Usagi. "It's not your fault. None of that was your fault."

Her sobs began to slow as his reassurances continued. "I promise that will never happen again. You are safe here. You are safe with me."

Mamoru's profession startled her. She backed out of his arms and saw something that she thought she would never see from a male, love. She knew in that moment that what he said was true. He would keep her safe.

A light smile graced Usagi's features. "Thank you, Mamoru." She whispered softly before throwing herself back into his arms. Although she was still mortified by her experience, still fearful that the males would come after her again, and still confident that it was her fault, Usagi sought comfort from Mamoru. He didn't blame her or want to get rid of her. She was safe with him.

Mamoru felt her relax her muscles and was grateful that she was comfortable with him once again. He began rubbing her back and quietly laughed a few minutes later when he heard her gentle snores. After lowering her to the bed, Mamoru moved to leave the room. However, her hand snaked out and grabbed him before he was able to leave the bed.

"Please don't leave me Mamoru. I'm scared." Usagi whispered in her sleep. Unable to protest against the sleeping angel, Mamoru laid down next to her in the bed and wrapped an arm around her.

As she gently snuggled into his embrace, Mamoru found himself unable to sleep. Closing his eyes, his thoughts were running over various ways to make the males at the station suffer. He finally floated to sleep with the image of several males with sacks over their heads dangling from ropes.

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No cliffhanger this time. I couldn't do it. I put to much energy into this *cough* installment already.

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