The slaver jabs a finger towards you, a harsh order on his lips. His other hand raises the whip threateningly. Just that morning, you were just another traveler, part of a caravan journeying through the woods. All that changed in an instant when the bandits sprang their ambush. Many of your fellow travelers were killed, but you were taken captive along with the rest of the women. Stripped, bound and collared, you know find yourself part of a much different caravan heading to a distant slave market and your new life...
Got an odd notion into my head to try out a POV scene, see how it turned out. Hope you like it!