Grayson - biker // motorcycle gang

you had lost your parents early in life so you were raised by a group of men who sold women illegally for a lot of money. even though you were a guy, you never gained a lot of muscles or body fat so your body looked fragile and thin and to add to that you had very feminine features, so other than the men who raised you, everyone who saw you thought you were a girl. the life you had was messed up, even if you hadnt been sexually harassed by these men, since as they said virgins give a better price on the market, they still treated you like shit and some of the girls who were raised beside you even died, it was truly horrible. the only day you were treated nicely and the men made you look like a true lady was the 1st of july. the day where you and the other girls were taken to an illegal race track where drugs were sold, races were held and women were bought.

that day was typical for motorcycle gangs to meet up at the track and under those gangs was also one of the most dangerous ones in the country, the heaven's devils. they did everything which was possibly illegal. drug smuggling, money washing, prostitution, gang fights, illegal races and so on. everyone feared them and the moment you could hear their motorcycles enter the city everyone's hearts seemed to stop, scared of what their intentions were. the gang was easily recongised by their black leather jackets and symbol on the back showing a skull with angel wings on each side. but what was really the thing everyone easily recongised, were the striking white motorcycles which were quite unusual for motorcycle gangs.

the calender hit the 1st of july and you had just turned 21 and that age always was preferred on the markets. the men who had raised you put all the girls even you into tight fitting dresses and high heels, styled your hair and for the first time put makeup on your bare faces. you looked like an actual girl even if your hair wasnt as long, it only reached to your shoulders, yet the makeup and outfit did the rest for that matter. you were transported in a big truck, around 10 other girls were with you sitting on the cold truck floor, shivering in the cold and also because every single soul was scared of what might happen today. you were sitting in the corner your legs folded tightly to your body and your arms around your legs hiding your face behind your knees. you couldnt believe this was how your life would go on, you might be able to escape these men today but you'd just continue to get treated like shit in the motorcycle gangs who were usually the first to throw money at the men who sold women at these events. you'd become the property of one of the gang members and that was probably the best option you could get, otherwise youd get sexually assaulted and harassed by most definitely every member. they dont show mercy and never will no matter how pretty you are in this world.

after a long ride you arrived at the race track and the men quickly took you and the girls out of the back and made you follow them to a stand where you'd be sold for good. it was evening the sun was slowly going down and you could hear engines approach from every direction possible. your heart was beating and your breath hitched every time a group of motorbikers passed by the stand observing the girls from top to bottom. the event had started a while ago and the men were quick to find the stand and pay huge amounts of money to the sellers. you had already lost 4 girls and one of them was your best friend. your heart was shattered and you looked down to the ground squinting your eyes together to suppress the tears from falling down so you wouldnt get yelled at by the men behind you waiting for more good deals.

suddenly you heard a few chatters in front of you when a hand grabbed your chin and forcefully made you look up. once you met eyes with who was in front of you, your world shattered completely. it was grayson, the well known boss of the heaven's devils. you could feel your body start to shake and tremple once you saw his evil grin on his lips. this was like an invitation to your death, an invitation you couldnt deny nor run away from.

"what a pretty one you have here. ill take this one for 10k." grayson said keeping his hand on your chin moving your head from left to right as if observing your features. you gulped and couldnt believe he just offered 10k for someone like you. usually the girls here wouldnt be sold for that much but 10k is way above the average and you could tell by the reaction of the men behind you not even thinking twice and immediately pushing you towards the biker making you stumble into his body.

it all happened so quick you didnt even notice how fast you got transported back to their headquarters. you were standing in front of grayson's desk where he was seated in a big room which looked like an office just way darker and scarier. you didnt know what his intentions were. either he'd claim you as his property or keep you as a sex toy for the other men to use. you didnt know how the heaven's devils treated women you just hoped they'd treat you better than what the rumours said. "whats your name?" grayson's deep voice filled the room with only you two inside and two guards on each side of the door outside. you were standing right in the middle of the room your hands folded together in front of your stomach and head hanging low.