The soft sound of water dripping poked at her conciousness and prodded her to awaken. She tried to raise her head but the moment she moved the world suddenly became unstable and she had to lean back to the wall.

Pausing she calmed down and decided to discover what her situation is. Her mind was a haze though, and she had to struggle to retain her consciousness.

lets see her though to herself. The sharp line on her ankles and wrists and their immobilty already told her what she suspected, that she was bound. The dry feeling in her troath and the hard object between her lips led to the fact that she was gagged as well.

Wait legs? she thought blindly. She was supposed to revert to her naga form when she was unconscious. God these new captors were good, the chemical forced in her bloodstream was new, and her body's just starting to create antibodies against it. It would be hours before she could turn...oh she'd kill when she gets free...

Filing these in her mind she tried to open her eyes, and almost panicked when she found out she couldn't. She pulled herself together though, much to the irritation of her aching head, and stopped before she made any obvious movements.

So that was sight, tongue and movement. She still had her ears though and she strained to hear something other than the dripping. She had to wait a bit though, it was well after an hour when rough hands dragged her from the ground. Laughter filled her ears when she tried struggling, and a hand roughly slapped her bottom. After a few minutes of being carried she was deposited as an undignified heap on the ground.

"And our next being for auction is this lovely reptilian." a voice called out. Acandae stiffened, an underground auction this time. Well at least these had enough brains not to keep her, her reputation from her many captured probably fell into his ears already.

"Beautiful, a prime specimen of her race. She can transform into the snake tailed demoness common to her race, but we decided it would be less... ah, dangerous, to keep her like this for time being." the auctioneer droned on. "Don't be mislead by her beauty though, she's a known agent of the ADD... a feisty one at that"

Laughter filled the room, making her cheeks flush. How she longed to rip his tongue out and feed it to him she didn't know.

"She took down a dozen of my men before being beaten down..." he continued. "Not a prize for a weak willed or the faint hearted. Shall we begin the bidding for this girl for, lets say, a thousand?"

Alucard was attending the auction, smirking as it observed the various women up for sale. The grey-skinned alien rarely went grocery shopping like this, but this time it had come to the auction on a whim.

Alucard watched as Acandae was unceremoniously dumped on the floor for all to see. The alien had no trouble seeing her - it towered over most of the other bidders. She certainly looked fairly exotic. Hoping that she was delicious enough to merit the purchase, Alucard grinned and bid twelve hundred.

"Twelve hundred"

The voice startled the auctioneer. He did embellish the story a bit, and jacked the price up, but it was a gamble after all. She was a prize, and he didn't mind keeping her until he found a willing owner. Besides the story would make sure that weak bidders wont try, and that his underground auctions would be safe.

"And we have twelve hundred from the guy at the back!" He called out cheerfully. "Come on ladies and gentlemen would anyone dare having a fine, but snapping specimen in their homes?"

He reached down and tilted Acandae's head, a tongue flicking her smooth scaly neck, much to the appreciation of the crowd.

"Thirteen hundred!" a voice rang out.

"Fourteen!"

"Sixteen!"

"Two thousand" A voice rang out, silencing the crowd. A few fidgeted, none wanted to actually pay that much for a seemingly dangerous and unbroken slave.

"Well two thousand! Do I head Two thousand and one?" the auctioneer called out again.

Alucard shook its head as another bidder bid two thousand. "She'd better be damn tasty," the alien muttered to itself. Its yellow eyes flashed briefly at the person who had bid two thousand, and then Alucard raised its massive hand again.

"Two thousand, two hundred," the alien said cooly.

"two thousand two hundred from the first bidder in the back!" The auctioneer called out. The last bidder glared at Alucard, but didnt make any more moves to reclaim his prize.

"Two thousand two hundred going once"

"twice"

"Sold!" He announced. "You package will be waiting for you in the back room, be careful with removing her bindings though, she might just squeeze you...."

"And our next item..."

Acandae fought back a yelp as she was pulled up and thrown over someone's shoulder again, legs and arms helplessly kicking. Another few seconds of walking and she was placed down, much more gently this time.

She shivered as something cold touched her skin, and she realized it was a damp wash cloth slowly cleaning way at the accumulated dirt. Her bodysuit was torn and cut to just barely cover certain parts of her anatomy, but everywhere else was bare. Soon the person was satisfied and stepped back. She heard the door click close and she worked her hands carefully, trying to work on the bindings.

Alucard chuckled at the prospect. Even if she was long enough in her serpentine form to wrap around the alien's massive girth, the slave was unlikely to do any real damage. Alucard paid the twenty-two hundred to the slavers, remarking that the prices of groceries had sure escalated these days. It entered the back room, taking a long look at its newest possession.

Acandae could her the door open again, and she felt her body tense. Her head swiveled slightly, her balance thrown off by the loss of sight and of her taste. As a snake she did rely on her tongue for clues.

Fer claws extended again behind her back, the sharpness slowly working at the fibers. But damn they were strong, definitely not natural rope or she would have pulled them away already. Still she ignored the looming presence and tried to think of the best thing to do. Stay docile or risk a break out?

Alucard grinned and closed the door. This reptilian woman had an exotic beauty to her. Of course, as far as Alucard was concerned, it was the same sort of beauty that one finds in a well-presented meal, albeit exotic in her case.

Of course, treating her like a slave could be fun, too. The alien could get a lot of entertainment out of breaking her...

She swayed slightly, like a cobra caught by the music of its charmer. It helped bring back her focus, clear her mind and place the person in a sence of false security.

She bit back a smile as she felt the cords give way. A good yank should free her... but she waited for a chance. After all it would all just be in vain if she gets caught,

Alucard tried not to chuckle as Acandae slowly wore her way through her bonds. The alien came closer, observing her with its massive yellow eyes. Despite its gargantuan size, Alucard walked silently, looming over the Acandae. The sixteen-foot-high monstrosity licked its lips, lowering its long arms to the ground as it did so.

She could feel his presence against her skin, but she wasn't able to tell anything from the inadequate information given to her by her senses. Her sight and taste were useless, her second stomach bound, and she was stuck in her weaker, though faster form.

She raised her head defiantly though, seeking to meet the unseen eyes that probably roved her body. Still she was uncomfortable, not only from the loss of her senses but also the cold tingly feeling that signified her limbs were going to sleep again.

Alucard smirked at her defiance. ""Not a prize for a weak willed or the faint-hearted," the alien said, imitating the auctioneer's voice perfectly as it did so.

Alucard wrapped its massive hands around the female, effortlessly lifting her into the air. The alien's hands were more than sufficient to hold its prize, her entire body in its grip. "I'll be the judge of that," Alucard said, this time using its horrendous blend of voices.

She bit the quell of panic rising in her, reminding herself that she was, first and foremost an ADD agent. Second she reminded herself that she got into similar situations...

hopefully this one wouldn't be as worse.

The voices made her cringe in their roughness, she felt something inside her, and she realized that the only thing holding her form back was her. When she was lifted up she weighed her options, snapping into her naga form and out of it quickly enough so the hood broke the gag and the blindfold, but before anyone could catch it she was back and 'helpless' in her normal form.

Another scream tried to fight its way out of her mouth.