Markus sat curled up, not liking this. He didn’t like being in a cage, he didn’t like not having his clothes. He didn’t like this collar they had forced onto him. But he couldn’t change it, he had been caught and kept at a low health, so he couldn’t help himself anyways.

“Understood.”, Markus mumbled, carefully reaching for the thing. When he found it, he pulled it close.
“Be safe..”, he said softly, because he had been taught to, and pushed the earbuds into his ears. He was glad he knew how this thing worked, letting it play.

He wasn’t happy about the choice of book, but what could he do? He certainly wasn’t going to try and find a book he’d like. Not that they owned one, he supposed.

Host waited patiently for David, curled up tightly. He just wanted to forget what had happened, that he had gotten hurt for some reason. He just wanted to listen to someone read a book to him, and not have to do anything.

“O-ok-okay.. th-thank y-you..”, Host carefully got up, whimpering at the pain from his sore behind. He pulled his pants back up properly and hurried off -as much as he dared hurry. He hated getting around here, since there were often things laying around or moved so he tripped or walked into something.

Thankfully, he found his way to the couch, curling up on top of it, not wanting to put pressure on his butt.

“Uh-uhm..”, Host had to think. He hadn’t really paid attention, just saying what he was told to so the pain would stop.
“Uh- om-omega’s a-are.. are su-pposed to- to listen, n-no, uhm- o-obey the-eir mas- no, uhm… a-alphas..?”

Host was sobbing, shaking. It hurt, and he didn’t understand why he had to be hurt. He didn’t like to be hurt, but he couldn’t live on his own either.
“W-what m-mo-re?..”, he was afraid to even ask.

Host was just silent, listening to the auction. He hoped they would be treated okay a little more than he had been. He was so used to being mistreated after all.