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Chapter 13
To attend the auction today I have decided not to wear my
‘Dom’ clothes, as many of the other buyers will undoubtedly do. I want to look feminine and sexy so I choose
to wear a recently bought dress. It is
black with a print of small white flowers on it. It looks feminine and sexy at the same
time. I choose to be demure today by not
showing much cleavage, but sliding silk stockings over my legs, I know that
when I sit down with my legs crossed, as the dress is a ‘wrap over’ style it
will fall away from my legs, revealing my stocking tops. To complete the outfit and because I want to
be a mixture of both sweet and sexy today I slip my feet into a pair of black
leather knee high boots. They have four
inch heels and laces all the way up the front.
As I stand in front of the full length mirror checking my appearance, I
think of how you will be dressed today and feel myself getting wet. Uh oh,
perhaps I should wear panties. I don’t
want to get my dress wet when I am sitting down watching you.
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At the auction house you are dressed and waiting for someone
to come and collect you from the shower block.
Your stomach is churning with nervousness as you wonder what fate has in
store for you today. You hope that
Maritje is right, and that I will allow you to be sold to a Mistress, although
there is no guarantee that a woman would treat you any better than a Master, at
least you will be servicing a woman sexually and not a man. The thought of having to suck cocks is
repulsive and makes you feel ill just thinking about it.
After a short wait a steward comes in to collect you. He is carrying manacles and locks them round
your wrists and ankles. Then attaching a
leash to your slave collar he leads you to the auction room. You are chained again to the same pole that
you were chained to the first day you came here, but this time the leash
attached to your neck collar is locked to the pole. It makes you feel as if you are a dog chained
up outside a shop waiting for its owner to return. The other slaves, including Dennis have also
been brought into the auction room and are chained to the pole with you. Although you dare not speak to him as you are
not alone you catch his eye and give a small smile. He returns your smile to show there are no bad
feelings towards you over the fight. For
that you are grateful as you had been worried that he would not forgive you for
causing him to lose his chance of freedom and then refusing to take the chance
offered to you. Dennis, like you, has
been dressed in his Mistress’ favourite outfit, a pair of black tight fitting
trousers that show off his muscular thighs and a bow tie round his neck. You feel bad when you glance at him, seeing
the bruises and cuts still showing on his body from last night but they will
heal, as will yours.
The buyers start filtering into the room to have a last look
at their potential purchases. The old
lady has turned up again and gives a squeal of delight when she sees you kitted
out in your tropical dress uniform.
‘Oh my goodness me! He looks just like that Richard Gere fellow in that film Officer and a Gentleman. And I have been told he is now for sale to a
Mistress instead of a Master. Oh I so
hope I can afford to buy him!!’
She moves to stand in front of you and orders you to bend
down to her level and kiss her. You do
as ordered without hesitation, even though you can see her chin hairs and can
tell she has false teeth. You want to
make me proud even though this little old lady is repulsive. However, the quick peck on her cheek that you
give her is NOT what she wanted.
‘I’m not your grandmother slave! If I buy you I will expect
more from you than that, now kiss me properly.
I want to see if you are any good with your tongue. French kiss me now!’
Trying to not look disgusted at the thought you bend down
again and French kiss her as ordered. As
you do so you hear a strange noise coming from Dennis, and realise that he is
desperately trying not to laugh at you being forced to French kiss the old
crone. However, he isn’t laughing when
she also demands a French kiss from him.
Eventually you catch sight of me which takes your breath
away. You have never seen me look so
beautiful and your heart skips a beat as I approach you. As I walk towards you, you quickly lower your
head. You do not want to be disobedient by gazing upon me without
permission. I smile to myself as I have
caught the expression of lust on your face before you quickly lowered your
head. I take the opportunity to look at
you for a while. I have never seen you
in your uniform before and you look fantastic.
If I had realised how gorgeous you looked in uniform I would have made
you wear it from day one of your captivity, and seeing you standing there
helpless in chains wearing your uniform is such a turn on. If I could I would take you now and fuck you
long and hard. I am losing control again
and allowing lust to take over my common sense.
I know that I have to control myself and so I dare not speak to you, as
I had intended. It is so tempting to just
take you home now, but I must not weaken.
You have to go through the sale.
So instead of speaking to you I turn around and walk away from you,
going to take a seat to wait for the auction to start.
Although you have not raised your head your instinct tells
you that I am no longer standing there. Looking up you see that I have indeed
walked away. Tears threaten to spill
from your eyes as you are gutted that I have not spoken to you. Could I not even have brought myself to say a
few final words to you before you are sold and disappear out of my life
forever?
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The buyers take their seats and the auction starts with the
freedom ceremony for the slave Victoria.
She is led onto the auction block at the front of the room and her chains
are ceremoniously removed, followed by her slave collar. There is a round of applause from the buyers
and her former owner shakes her hand as she steps down from the block to take a
seat in the front row. While this is
taking place you and Dennis look at each other both thinking that it could have
been either of you standing up there finally being rid of the damned slave
collars and all the humiliation that goes with it. But there is no point dwelling on what might
have been. It didn’t happen and you both
have to get on with your lives as they are now.
Dennis and you are the last slaves up for auction. The last slave up before both of you is the
skinny guy. As you expected when you
first saw him, no one wants to buy a 50 year old skinny guy. It looks as if the buyers are holding out for
the two hunky slaves still to be sold.
The skinny guy is handed back to his original owner - the old woman you
were forced to kiss. She doesn’t look
happy about getting him back and gives him a good kick up the arse before
making him lie on the floor so that she can rest her feet on him. Thank God for that you think, at least she
isn’t going to have any cash now to buy you!
Dennis is offered up first for sale. Once on the auction block his manacles are removed
and he is chained with his arms stretched above his head to a post. There is a lot of excitement from the women
as they gaze upon his muscular chest and arms.
Even with the cuts and bruises he still looks good. When his trousers are lowered to reveal his
large cock with the ring through it there are gasps of delight from the
audience men and women alike. The
bidding becomes frenzied as several women and a couple of guys are keen to own
him. Throughout the whole bidding
process Dennis stands there with his eyes shut and his head lowered. He is deeply humiliated at being put through
this auction. To be sold as a piece of
meat to the highest bidder. You feel
another twinge of guilt at making him lose the fight yesterday. Eventually he is sold for £50,000 to a young
woman, sat next to me. Throughout the
bidding you watched me intently and noticed that not once did I make a bid for
him. You are puzzled by this, especially
after all the attention I paid to him during the evenings of
entertainment. Perhaps the experience of
owning you has discouraged me from ever owning a slave again, and I am only
here today to watch you being sold.
As Dennis is led away to another room to be prepared for his
new owner a steward unties your leash and pulls you toward the auction block.
Although you feel sick with nerves (you know that this time will be much more
humiliating than your first experience of being sold, because this time the
woman you are falling in love with is the one selling you) you are determined
not to show your feelings. You will
stand proud on the auction block and hold your head up high. Wearing your uniform helps you to feel braver
and you use it to give the illusion of confidence to all those staring at you.
When you are standing on the block your hat is removed so
the buyers can get a good look at your face, and the manacles on your wrists
and ankles are removed and you are tied to the post the same way as Dennis
before you. You know where I am sitting
and you avoid looking in my direction because if I am sitting there looking
bored or with distaste at you, you will be deeply hurt and you can’t cope with
that. Instead you focus your attention
on a point in the middle of the rows of buyers.
For all those who are looking at you they see a proud and arrogant
handsome man looking back at them. You
do not look in the least bit humiliated or frightened of your fate. Unfortunately for you, that is a turn on to
many of the women there. They want to be
the ones to tame the arrogance from you.
Women are falling over themselves to bid for you. There are even several telephone bids from
women who had seen photos of you naked in the sales brochure. When your jacket is unbuttoned showing your tanned and oiled chest, and your hat is put back on
your head the women can barely contain their excitement. All they can see is a vision of you carrying
them in your arms to their bedrooms to make mad passionate love to them while
wearing your uniform. And as their slave
they can make you do that every day! No more having to be satisfied with
watching Richard Gere in a film whisking his beloved
off into the sunset. They can have that
for real, if only they are prepared to pay for you.
One woman shouts out to the auctioneer that she wants to see
what else you have to offer, so a steward unzips your trousers and pulls them
down, revealing your limp cock trapped in its cage. The same woman shouts again that she wants to
see your cock in all its glory. How can
she tell whether you will be able to satisfy her if it is locked into a chastity
tube? The auctioneer looks in my
direction for approval. I nod my consent
and the steward is instructed to go and fetch the key to unlock the device. While he is gone you are left standing there
chained and half naked with your trousers pulled down, on public display. You can feel your face turning red with
embarrassment, but still you are determined to pretend that you don’t care, and
although it is difficult you continue to stare straight at the audience.
I sit there watching you, knowing how humiliated you must be
feeling, and yet you stand there with your head held high despite the
degradation. You really are some
guy! You are going to make an amazing
slave when you are fully trained.
The steward returns after five long minutes with the key to
unlock the device. Unfortunately, after
being trapped in a cage for a few days your cock is looking extremely small and
limp. There are a few sighs of
disappointment from the audience. You
may look like a dream in your uniform but unfortunately your equipment isn’t
living up to that dream. The auctioneer
realises that some women are losing interest and is concerned that you will not
fetch as good a price as originally hoped.
He looks at me again, and knowing what he wants to do I nod again. I am not comfortable with what is about to
happen though, and I don’t want to watch because it will make me feel sick, but
I know that putting you through this will help it sink in to you that you
really are a slave and your owner can do anything she likes to you. And whether you like it or not slavery is now
your life and you will have to accept it.
He calls the steward ‘Biker Dan’ over to give him an order
which he carries out without hesitation.
Returning to you Dan falls to his knees and takes your limp cock in his
mouth. At this you completely lose your
composure. No longer can you pretend you
don’t care what is happening to you.
There is a guy at your feet blowing you!
You struggle wildly against your bonds, desperately trying to break free.
You struggle like mad desperately trying to throw him off your cock. Dan lets your cock go but remaining at your
feet looks toward the auctioneer for further instruction. You stand there shaking in your bonds. You can’t believe that I have allowed a man
to suck your cock, and in front of a room full of people! You look at me pleading with your eyes to
stop this happening to you. Don’t I have
any compassion? You were trying to make
me proud of you by not making a fuss at being sold, but that doesn’t appear to
be enough for me. I seem determined to
humiliate you as much as possible while I still own you. I meet your eyes with mine and hold your gaze
for a while before turning my attention back to the auctioneer. With a nod I give my permission for him to
continue.
Three lengths of rope are produced. One is used to secure your waist tightly to
the post and the others tied tightly round your thighs and lower legs. You are now completely immobile. No matter how much you struggle you will not
be able to move. You will accept this slave’s mouth round
your cock.
Slowly he flicks his tongue around the head and licks along
the length of your cock. Despite your
utter humiliation and shame your cock starts to react to his touch. You are absolutely horrified and struggle
again to get loose from your bonds, but you have been tied so tightly you
cannot move at all. Giving in as you realise
you can do nothing about it you slump against the ropes holding you. Lowering your head so that I cannot see the
tears starting to fall from your eyes, you accept the inevitable.
As you have not had any form of stimulation to your cock for
a whole week it takes only seconds for it to become hard. This guy is obviously an expert at blow jobs
because he manages to make your cock grow to the biggest size it has ever
been. He also appears to know when to
stop. There is no point allowing you to
ejaculate as the audience want to see your cock ramrod straight and hard. Just as you are on the point of cumming he abruptly removes his mouth from your cock, and
moves to the side so that the audience can get a good look at you.
The audience is pleased.
It appears you will be able to satisfy them after all. With the audience happy again your cock is
left to shrink back to its flaccid state.
You are left frustrated and with aching balls. You may have hated having another guy suck
you off, but now that your cock had been stimulated you are desperate to
cum. There is a week’s worth of spunk in
your balls and you need release.
However, without stimulation you cannot maintain your erection and it
soon becomes limp. As soon as it does,
Dan relocks your cock into the chastity device and pulls your trousers back up.
Trying to regain some dignity you raise your head, your face
still wet with tears and look again directly at the audience. I have to admit I admire your spirit. It seems that while accepting your fate and
the humiliation and indignities I have heaped upon you, you are still able to
retain some pride in yourself as a man.
I find that quite erotic. To own
a man who has no choice but to suffer whatever humiliations are forced on him,
but who throughout all that is able to maintain his feelings of self
worth. To be a slave whilst remaining in
his heart a man with pride is a huge turn on. Much more exciting to own a
man like that, rather than a snivelling whore of a slave who is no more than an
animal without feelings. It will
be a very interesting relationship, for although you are a slave there will be
a relationship of sorts with your Mistress.
Now that I have no fear of you, and because I know of your growing
feelings for me I am excited about the future.
The only thought going through your mind at this point is
how the hell you can love a woman who is such a complete and utter bitch. At this moment you almost hate me.
Throughout the bidding I sit there just looking at you
feeling myself getting wetter and wetter.
I am so glad that you passed the tests that have been set for you this
week! Eventually the bidding stops when
the auctioneer announces that a telephone bid of £150,000 has been placed on
you. The whole room becomes silent as the
women are shocked at the amount someone is offering for you. It is a completely unheard of sum of money to
pay for a slave, Richard Gere look alike or not! None
of them could even come close to affording that amount of money. You are shocked yourself, and look in my
direction to see how I have reacted to this bid. Again my expression gives nothing away,
although inside I am a very happy woman!
I look away as you are untied from the post and the manacles placed
again around your wrists and ankles, and led from the room, to be prepared and
made ready for shipment to your new owner.
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In the after sales room you have the chance to speak to
Dennis. You have no idea if you will see
each other again and so hug each other tightly, while you apologise to him
properly for ruining his chances of freedom.
‘Don’t apologise
Before you can reply you are dragged away and ordered to
crawl into a small travelling cage, similar to the one in which you were
originally transported to
At last I come to visit you to say goodbye. Crouching down in front of you the skirt of
my dress falls away from my legs giving you a glorious view of both my stocking
tops and my white silk panties. Your
cock instantly grows only to become trapped again by the damned chastity
device, making you screw your face up in pain.
I smile as I realise what has happened, but feel some sympathy for you
as I know it must be really uncomfortable for you. You don’t care about the pain though; your
Mistress has come to see you! Your
bitter feelings for the humiliation I have just put you through are forgotten
as I honour you with my presence. You
breathe in deeply to try and retain deep in your consciousness the smell of my
perfume. You want to be able to remember
it forever.
‘So navy guy, the time has come. I want you to know that you made me very
proud yesterday when you refused to hit
‘Mistress I would promise you the earth if I could. Whatever you ask of me, I
will do it for you’.
‘I want you to promise that wherever you go from here, you
will serve your owner faithfully and to the best of your ability, no matter who
she is, and what she may do to you. And
promise me that you will use your strength to protect her and never use it to
harm her’.
‘You do not even need to ask that of me Mistress. I will never harm another woman as long as I
live, and I promise to do my best to serve her well’.
Standing up I say ‘Thank you
‘Please Mistress before you go, please I beg you allow me to
kiss your boots before you go. Please
let me do this one final thing for you’.
Smiling at you I push the tip of first one boot and then the
other through the bars so that you can kiss them. Then completely astounding you I lift up my
dress and hooking my fingers into the sides of my silk panties, I slowly slide
them down over my legs and hold them out to you. You know exactly what you are expected to do
and lean forward with your face against the bars with your mouth open. Smiling I push them into your mouth. You are in heaven! My panties are damp from my juices. I was definitely turned on watching you being
sold. You close your mouth, glad to be
gagged with something so intimate from me.
With a last smile at you I take my leave.
A steward moves to the cage and
passing you a blindfold instructs you to tie it tightly round your head. You do so immediately and wait for the gag
that will surely follow to keep the panties sealed in your mouth. You won’t be able to see where you are going
and you are sure they won’t want you making a noise while you are being
transported, even though you know that you will not make any noise. What would be the point? Your future is sealed and there would be no
point screaming or shouting about it.
After waiting a few minutes you realise with surprise that they are
going to leave you to be gagged solely by the panties in your mouth. You jump slightly though as you feel a sudden
prick in the skin at the back of your neck.
Within seconds you are asleep.
The tranquiliser administered to you will keep you quiet during your
journey.
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