Chapter 2 The Obtained Price

• Teresa’s POV
• With my heart beating frantically, I stand in the center of the stage, the presenter by my side, the lights focusing on me, but despite that, I can see several groups of men sitting at different tables.
• All of them are watching me with desire.
• After I arrive, the presenter starts introducing me, stating my age, weight, height, and other details about me.
• "Can you take a turn, dear? You need to let our customers see everything," the presenter tells me, staring at me intently.
• Upon hearing the presenter's words, I am stunned, but only for a moment, and after a brief hesitation, I slowly turn around, feeling the men's eyes on every part of my body.
• I don't know why, but I feel like they are particularly focused on my ass. It's the first time I've felt men openly staring at me like this.
• When I finish taking a couple of turns, the presenter says a few words before finally starting the auction.
• After the presenter initiates the auction, the men fall silent for a second, and that makes me nervous.
• All the previous girls had received bids from the beginning, but only with me did the men remain silent. I didn't know why, but it was seriously damaging my self-esteem.
• "Is something wrong? Do they not like me? Do I not appear attractive to them?" I think, while waiting anxiously to see what the men sitting and watching me will do.
• After a couple of seconds of silence, a man finally places a bid, and an instant later, another one does, and so on.
• When I finally hear the men bidding for me, I start to relax. The wait had only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity.
• It had been ugly having to sell my virginity to unknown men... but it would have been much worse if none of those unknown men wanted you, not to mention the humiliation and blow to my self-esteem.
• The men sitting at the tables continue bidding, and I am surprised to hear the amount increase to $100,000.
• "$100,000... I couldn't even earn that amount working as a waitress for 3 or 5 years," I think, while continuing to listen as the figure increases.
• "$150,000. Who offers more?" the presenter asks, looking at the audience.
• "$160,000," said a man who looked young, sitting at a table with another man who seemed somewhat bored with what was happening. In fact, he even had his eyes closed.
• I can't help but get angry with him. I'm standing here all nervous while men keep bidding for me, and he doesn't even give me a glance. Apparently, I don't interest him in the slightest, and that angers me, although I quickly try to think of other things.
• The bidding for me continues to rise. When the amount reaches $190,000, the number of bids starts to decrease and slow down drastically, especially compared to the beginning.
• "$220,000. Who offers more?" the presenter asks.
• "$230,000," says the man who previously bid $160,000 for me.
• "$240,000," says an older man sitting with a group of six.
• That man wasn't very good-looking, and deep down, I didn't want him to win. I would prefer the younger man a thousand times over. He was good-looking and had a nice physique from what I could see, and I would rather be with him tonight than with an older man.
• I were selling my first time to the highest bidder, but I preferred it to be with someone closer to my age rather than a man over 50.
• "$245,000," said the young man.
• "$250,000," said the older man.
• "$250,000. Does anyone offer more?" the presenter asks, turning his gaze to the young man who previously bid $245,000 for me.
• The young man and the older man were the only ones still competing in the auction. Everyone else had already withdrawn.
• "Come on, please," I think, looking at the young man with somewhat pleading eyes.
• He was the only one still competing in the bidding, and if anyone could save me from losing my virginity to a man who must have been between 50 or 60 years old, it was him.
• Teresa would much rather lose her virginity to this young man than to the older man. He was good-looking and his age couldn't be too far from hers, so it was a good option.
• If it were a different situation, like if they were in a bar and he approached her to try to seduce her and take her to bed, maybe she would do it, and it would be free, not to mention that in this situation, this handsome man would be paying to be with her.
• "260,000," said the young man.
• "Thank God," I sighed in my mind, praying that the older man wouldn't bid any higher.
• "280,000," said the older man.
• "Damn it!" I cursed in my mind.
• With no other options, I turned my gaze to the table where the young man and his friend were sitting, praying in my mind that he would make another offer.
• The young man remained silent as he glanced at his friend, who kept his eyes closed, showing no interest in what was happening.
• "280,000. Does anyone want to offer more?" asked the presenter.
• "Please, please," I thought, looking pleadingly at the table where the young man and his friend were sitting.
• "Well, if no one offers more, then this girl's virginity will go to our distinguished client for the price of 280,000 dollars, going once, going twice..."
• "300,000," said the young man.
• When I heard this, I felt like I was going to faint from relief, but in an instant, I remembered that the older man could decide to bid higher.
• "Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it," I prayed in my mind, as I waited.
• The older man seemed thoughtful, but after a brief wait, he didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to bid.
• "If no one wants to offer more, then the price will be 300,000 dollars, going once, going twice, and sold to Mr. Saint!" said the presenter, pointing to the table where the young man and his friend were sitting.
• "Saint?" I thought to myself, trying to guess if that would be the young man's last name or his first name.
• Either way, I felt grateful to this Mr. Saint. He just saved me from having my first time with an old creep.
• After the auction for me ends, I leave the stage, remembering that the reason I came here was to get the most money for my mother's treatment. If the older man had bid higher, it would have been good for me.
• "It's enough, 300,000 dollars, that's enough," I think, wondering if I would have really accepted to have my first time with that old creep.
• According to the club's rules, I would receive 70% of the money offered for me, while the club would get 30%. The amount offered for me was 300,000 dollars, so when dividing the percentages, I would get around 210,000 dollars.
• That amount of money... Teresa couldn't get it even if she worked as a waitress for 8 or 9 years, but now she would get it in just one hour of her time tonight.