Lisa at Auction (A Sequel to SOLD) by Golffdude45@aol.com
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Lisa at Auction (A Sequel to SOLD)
A dedication to Wendy and special thanks for her help with this story. Enjoy...
Lisa at Auction
A sequel to SOLD
I sat quietly next to Lisa. She was my friend, maybe my best friend. We had
attended many auctions together over the years. We had met six years ago while
working on the same project with different companies. Today Lisa had two items
for sale, an antique desk, and a small silver vase, and as always, we were
looking for a bargain or some unseen treasure. It had always been such fun.
Today was fun. I liked being with her.
There was something about her effervescent personality that had drawn me to her,
like wanting to be in a warm summer sun. We struck it off almost at once. She
was a very pretty strawberry blond. Eyes as blue as the summer sky, 5'-3" tall
and a figure to die for! Long shapely legs, a naturally tight waist and round
bottom. Her firm breasts bounced and jiggled with every bubble that escaped her
soul, perfectly proportioned with her petite shoulders, inviting total envy from
every gender.
"What am I bid for this beautiful painting," the auctioneer began. At the first
sound of his voice I felt uneasy for some reason. He droned on. My mind
wandered. This was the first auction I had attended since I returning home from
my own 'Bondage Sale'. Maybe that was it. I shifted in my seat. My mind
reflected upon the anxiety I felt during my own auction. I felt fear in the pit
of my stomach as the bids on the painting mounted. I could see clearly my own
sales price flash before my eyes even as I sat there. A twinge flashed through
my tummy as the searing of the branding iron marked my soft skin. I was very
proud of my sales price... but who would understand it. Nor could anyone
comprehend the horrible anxiety I felt about my family. The painting sold. I
leaned over to Lisa.
"I need some air. I'll be right back."
She smiled and nodded. Her items weren't listed for a while yet.
She seemed so pretty, so feminine, so close. My lips tingled as the image of my
first Mistress kissing my lips flashed through my mind. My eyes focus
involuntarily upon Lisa's lips. I blushed with embarrassment. I had never
thought of any woman like this. And yet Lisa seemed, different... No, it was I
who had changed and I knew that. I cared for Lisa, and now I felt new
attractions towards her. I stood quickly and left the room. My mind was a rush
of new and mixed feelings flowing wildly through my mind. I needed to breathe. I
walked through the lobby towards to outside doors.
It had been three months since my return. There were still some things Dan and I
had to deal with. He still tied me up on some weekends, which I loved even more
now. My nipples tightened against the cool air of the air conditioner. I loved
my nipple rings and chain. The chain danced about keeping my breasts constantly
in the front of my consciousness. My labia rings clicked together in the shower
and sometimes when I walked naked. Dan had found them 'sexy'. Both Dan and I
like my new jewelry. I had no real regrets about the events I had endured
either. It was the trauma, I guess, more than anything that had left me so
uneasy. I had always, always, been faithful to Dan. I love him. And I had had so
many men there... I wanted more. I had left a wanton woman, hungry for men. I
found myself imagining what it would be like to fuck this guy or that. That was
against my upbringing and my marriage. And yet now it was very much a part of
me. I like the new way I felt about my own sexuality. Then there was Bud II. The
Lab puppy was growing fast. And I wanted to start his training soon. I was
really unsure how Dan would take the reality of being married to me, and sharing
Bud II's bitch.
I walked to the front doors and stared out. I stood motionless for what seemed
like a very long time. I reflected upon the 'Compound'. Somehow I would
returning one day, for a refresher course, a vacation maybe. And yet I felt so
uneasy about this auction... Why?
And now Lisa... I had not expected to feel this way about her today. I found her
- attractive. I had wanted to kiss her lips only moments ago. I paced about the
lobby again pausing at a water fountain. I stared at the face in the shiny metal
surface of the water fountain. I took a sip of water...
"Well, Girl, you best get it together," I said under my breath.
I stepped to the door. The auctioneer's voice was droning on as I sat next to
Lisa. For the moment I felt more comfortable next to her. I cleared my head of
my thoughts and memories forcing my focus back to the auction.
"You okay?" Lisa whispered.
"Yeah. Miss anything?" I whispered back.
"Not yet. But get a load of what they are going for now. That's a $2,000 pendant
so far. Wish I could bid on something like someday." Lisa trailed off to
silence.
Lisa's items were next. The silver vase went for just over three hundred. The
desk was next. It was antique. We had thought that maybe we had found something
special at the yard sale, but no. So Lisa had taken great pains to restore it.
She was crafty that way. It bought seven hundred. She was happy with the amount
since she had paid only $75 at the garage sale. We had hoped for more, but some
days things just don't pay as much they do on other days.
We stayed for the balance of the auction. My uneasiness faded some as time went
on. I continued to notice little things about Lisa. I felt almost preoccupied
with her. The shape of her calves, the trim lines of her thighs. My head swam
dizzily as I watched her lips whisper off and on during the auction. I wanted to
kiss her so many times. I became uncomfortable again. My pussy flushed warm as I
caught myself starring. I fought against my desires, but my desires were very
real. I struggled again to dismiss these thoughts from my mind... but with
little success.
"I wish I had more money. One of these days I really want to bid on a stone!
$2,000. Imagine." Lisa gushed and drooled over the pendant. She had always had a
passion for stones, diamonds.
The auction over, I stood. "Well, you got most of that back today."
"Yeah, but the catalogue lists another diamond pendant for sale in just two
weeks. And where am I going to get $1,000 in two weeks." Lisa rambled
exasperated at her lack of funds.
"You sure you really want that pendant?" I looked her squarely in the eyes. "I
mean if it's that important I know of a way to get the money." My nipples
puckered at the thought that had come to me.
"Yeah, sure I do... But I'm not robbing banks or knocking over 7-11 for part
time income." We laughed.
"No. Seriously. I know a way but you better be very sure that you want it before
I even tell you about it. Think it over." I dropped the subject and moved away
from Lisa. The crowd was migrating. We funneled towards the exits.
"Want some lunch?" Lisa asked.
"No. Dan and the kids are home. I really want to spend sometime with them. We've
been planning a trip to the Zoo this afternoon. Want to go?"
"Maybe. I'll have to see what my planner says." We laughed. Lisa's divorce had
left her with way too much time. She dated some here and there, but you know how
tough it is to get a quality date. And besides I think she was still not too
eager to return to the dating scene.
"Check it out. We'll be leaving about 3:30. Call me." I had arrived at my car. I
waited and watched as Lisa walked two rows down to where she had parked. The
drive home was tumultuous for me. I wanted to kiss Lisa so badly. I was wet as I
drove remembering the texture of her lips. I was struggling with my feelings, my
desires, my passions. They were new, unexplored, exciting, scary, and very
passionate. It was like riding a roller coaster. And she was my best friend. I
didn't want to ruin a friendship by blurting out 'I want to kiss you'. And then
there was that 'thing' about the money. I wasn't sure at all, how she might
react to being 'sold' into a bondage club. I wasn't sure how 'I' felt about her
being sold. I reflected upon the traumas of the club. It had been fun in an
indescribably odd way. And yet the trauma was all too real.
"Well, I just won't bring it up again," I said to myself as I drove home.
* * *
I didn't hear from Lisa for the next ten days. I was busy with the family and
work. Funny how that goes, you get married, kids, and a career; and friends,
even the very best of friends, can get lost for weeks at a time. You feel bad
about it but life just seems to get so filled up.
I was lying next to Dan. "Bud is about ready to begin his training," I whispered
uneasily.
"Do you mind? I mean, if it bothers you he can stay the family pet - just the
family pet."
"No! I don't mind. Can I help?" Dan seemed almost too eager.
I was taken back a little by the contrast in his eagerness and my uneasiness.
Curious!
"Sure. Saturday bring his bed in here. From then on he will sleep in here with
us."
I had 'kind-of, sort-of' thought this through.
"You can help me Saturday night. Okay?"
"Sure."
Dan was definitely NOT watching the TV.
"But won't that effect us too?"
"Yes. It will. But we'll train him to mind his place. But, Dan." I looked
directly at him, "I will become his Bitch."
"What does that mean?"
I could see his concern.
"I will love you. We will have great sex. But Bud will see me as his mate. And
he will take me often."
"Do you want that?" He was very sincere.
"Yes. But only if it is okay with you."
He squeezed my hand firmly. "Fine. Then from Saturday night on you'll be Bud's
Bitch. I'll get you a dog tag or something..."
We nearly jumped out of bed as the phone rang next to Dan.
"Don't be silly I said," as he picked up the receiver.
"Hello. Hi, Lisa. Yeah, she's right here." Dan handed me the phone.
"Hello." I said.
"I've been sitting here lusting over this pendant. Do you really know a way for
me to get the extra $1,000?" Lisa said eagerly.
"Yes. You know that tennis bracelet Dan bought for me on our last anniversary?"
"Yeah. That was gorgeous. Did he get help with that?"
"Yeah. He did. They advanced him the money without question. But you have to
work it off later." I spoke flatly.
Dan tugged at my nipple chain. "What are you doing?" He grunted in a whisper. I
swatted his hand.
"Come over tomorrow and we'll explain it to you. Then if you really want the
money... you can get it."
"What time?"
"About 6:00 PM. Have dinner with us then we'll talk." I hung up.
"What the hell are you doing?" Dan glared at me.
"Why? Is Lisa better than I was? It was alright to sell me but not her?" I shot
back at him.
"You know that's not what I mean. We didn't know what it was then." Dan said.
"And now?" I asked.
"You would do that to Lisa?"
"If she wants the money. If it was good enough for me... Besides, we'll tell her
some of it." I paused. "But not all. I would do most of it again. But there is
just no way to prepare someone for it all. And I won't try. If she wants the
money for that pendant then it's up to her."
"Fine. If that's the way you feel. I'll let you tell her what you choose. Are
you going to show her... you know... the jewelry?" He tugged again at the chain.
"Yes. But not till after she makes her decision." Dan tugged more at the chain,
pulling me to him. His hand found my breast. We kissed. I turned the lights off.
Dan was ready. I needed him even before the darkness set in.
* * *
Dan stopped at the pet super store during his lunch break. He was nervous,
almost giddy inside. He was joking and yet - not.
"May I help you?" the clerk asked.
"Yes. I want a very nice dog collar." Dan chuckled as he blurted it out.
"What size dog do you have, Sir?"
"It's a Lab. Oh, and I need two identical collars." He was only a bit more
serious.
The clerk showed him two long leather collars, black with Rhine-stone along the
center. Dan picked them up and fondled them in his fingers. He took one of them
to his own neck to check the size. The clerk looked puzzled.
"It's kind of the way I measured. Beats carrying a tape measure." Dan looked at
the selection. "These will do just fine. Thank you." The clerk left. Dan turned
away as he began to chuckle. "Now to the jewelers..."
Dan knew exactly where to go. He had made several phone calls before he had left
the office this morning. He parked his car and hurried inside.
"May I help you."
"Yes. I called this morning. I need to order two shiny steel tags for these
collars." Dan showed the clerk the collars.
"I remember your call. We don't get to many calls for something like this. Will
this work for what you need?" The clerk showed Dan two shiny metal rectangles.
"We'll punch a small hole at the top so you can fasten it to the collars."
"I need three actually... engraved... by Saturday noon."
"Yes, Sir. And what do you want engraved on these tags?" The clerk handed Dan a
pad of paper.
Dan began to write: 1-BUDII - and below that Saturday's date and the home
address, 2- WENDY - and below that Wendy/BudII, Wed - Sat, 6/12/99, and 3- The
same as #2. The clerk read the writing carefully. He looked puzzled at Dan. Dan
reviewed it.
"Just as it is written. Oh, and I want a white gold ankle bracelet for Saturday
also." The clerk showed Dan several designs of chains. Dan picked one out. It
was really too much money, but not for what he wanted. The clerk figured the
bill. Dan put it on the charge card. He was late getting back to the office and
had to hurry, but he felt really good about his lunch hour and ten!
Lisa showed up in plenty of time to help me with dinner. Dan set the table. The
kids fussed and conversation went pretty much as it always did. No one mentioned
the purpose for Lisa's visit. Dan stood and cleared the table. Lisa and I sat in
silence. I had worn my tennis bracelet to dinner. I starred across the table at
Lisa as the kids ran out the back door to play with Bud.
"Dan bought this for me." I laid my hand in front of Lisa.
"It is so pretty. How'd he do it?" Lisa asked.
"Well, there is a club that I had to join. They bought my services in advance
for my membership in the club."
"What kind of club?"
"Well, now that's kind of the whole thing really... Dan and I do a little light
bondage once in awhile. You know... he ties me to a chair... in fun... and such.
And well, it's a bondage club." I stammered for the right words.
"I don't know..." Lisa backed off cooling immediately to the entire idea.
I raised my arm allowing the diamond to sparkle in Lisa's eyes. "They pay $50 a
day no questions asked. And then there are tips while you work off your pay. I
made $3,347 for ten days work in tips."
"They don't pay that kind of money for nothing." Lisa retorted.
"No. They don't. I worked as a cocktail waitress some days. Others I was tied up
and such as club members wished. So yes, I earned it all."
"I don't know..." Lisa said.
"Think about it. If you want the pendant this is one way. The other is to get a
loan or wait for another diamond pendant to come up for auction." I left it
alone. Dan came back in.
"You bought Wendy's bracelet this way?" Lisa asked. "Do you regret it now?"
"Yeah. I was short $500 dollars. I had the money the next day Fed-Ex." Dan
paused.
"No." I spoke up. "I don't regret it. But it was hard work."
"So if I wanted to do this I could have the money before the auction Saturday,"
Lisa asked.
"Yes. I think so," Dan said. "But you have some papers to sign before they will
send it out."
"Okay. Let's see the papers," Lisa said.
Dan stood. We three walked to the computer. Dan booted it up. He plunked away
and in a few minutes a web site appeared.
"How much do you want?" Dan asked.
"Nine hundred." Lisa said. Dan typed it in and pressed send. In two minutes the
computer chirped 'you have mail'. Dan clicked on the e-mail icon, opened the
message and printed the contract out. Lisa sat and read every word carefully.
"You sure you want to do this?" Dan asked.
"Let's fill it out and see what happens," Lisa countered. Dan glanced at me. I
nodded. He handed Lisa a pen. She filled it out. Dan scanned it and e-mailed it
back. Two minutes later the contract returned to Dan's e-mail sight. Lisa reread
the new printed contract.
"Be sure this is what you want. There is no backing out once you get their
money," Dan cautioned Lisa.
"To be sure, Lisa. They will collect their fees," I said firmly.
"When?" was Lisa's only response.
"You'll never know till they come for you," I said remembering my abduction with
a knot in my stomach.
Lisa signed the contracts. I countersigned as her witness and significant other
placing my own 'invoice number' beside my name. I would take full responsibility
for her at auction. I would not sell my friend to anyone. Of that I was very,
very sure. Dan scanned the contract into the computer and pressed send. In only
seconds a large red 'SOLD' flashed across the computer screen. I cringed. I knew
what 'SOLD' meant, and soon enough Lisa would too.
Lisa called all excited Friday evening. "I got the money," she almost shouted. I
was happy for her. She really wanted this pendant. "Meet me at the auction house
tomorrow thirty minutes before it begins. Okay?"
"Sure, Lisa. I wouldn't miss it for the world." I said. She was too excited to
talk and I had dinner to fix.
Dan was a little late getting home from the office. He acted funny... like a kid
that snuck the last cookie from the cookie jar just before dinner. In fact, he
acted goofy all night long. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I asked
several times but he shrugged it off as some private joke from the office.
"Lisa wants me to go to the auction with her tomorrow. She is going to bid on
the pendant... You know the one she 'SOLD' herself for."
"You certainly didn't help her find another way, or say no," Dan commented
between bites of potatoes.
"She read the contracts same as I did. And besides, I wanted her to get the
advance." "Why?" Dan paused as he cut his meat.
"Because I want someone to share it with, to understand. I liked a lot of what I
did. And I don't have anyone to relate that with. If she was willing after
reading the contracts... Why not? I did it."
"I can understand that. Are you going to tell her much more?" Dan chewed.
"In my own time. But not enough to scare her."
"When will you be home tomorrow?"
Dan dug into the corn.
"I should be back early afternoon," Dan grinned.
"Why? What's up?" I asked.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about the office." He grinned like a Cheshire cat.
I puzzled at him but chose to let it go. Let him have his fun, what ever it was.
We finished dinner, dishes, etc. The kids ran off to play with their friends.
Dan settled into the TV. I went upstairs. With the auction tomorrow I didn't
want to leave thing to the last minute. I moved some chairs around a bit. And
with some effort pushed the armoire a few inches. I needed some to make a bed
area for Bud. I found some socks I could put on his feet. I put a roll of duct
tape with the socks on the shelf in the Master Closet. It didn't really take
long. I was satisfied as I looked about the room. Things would work just fine. I
went to the laundry. The fun things in a woman's life never end. After another
hour or so I went downstairs.
"Dan call the kids in. It's time for bed."
He turned the TV off, stood, and called out the back door. In minutes we were
hip deep in bustling six and eight year olds.
"Bath time. Then off to bed." They barely touched the stairs as they bounced up
to the top. I climbed each one, the end of a long day. Dan followed. He slapped
me on the bottom hard enough to sting.
"Hey, watch it Bub!" I retorted.
"Great ass, Woman," he said softly kissing me on my ascending ass. "Gona' get me
some of that tonight."
I grinned. I loved to way Dan lusted after my body. He made me feel good,
wanted, important. I liked that. And I wanted to be there too! Shifting the
furniture about had gotten me thinking... and I was just about wanton by the
time I had finished making preparations for Bud to join us tomorrow night.
"I'm ready, Studly." I kissed him back as we reached to top of the stairway.
"And now for bath time."
Without some parental supervision bath time could turn into the ol' swimming
hole and two hours work for me. Not tonight! That was not in my plans at all.
The kids in bed, the TV off, and it IS playtime for Mom. Dan tugged my nipple
chain. It had become his leash of sorts. I liked the way it tugged upon my
nipples stretching my tits towards my man. I liked feeling the tension in my
nipples. Dan kissed me long and deep. I could feel his hands upon my tummy, my
hips, brushing my neatly trimmed bush. He tugged at one of my labia rings
stretching my pussy to one side. It hurt in a really good, stimulating sort of
way. Then he tugged at the other labia ring. I was really getting wanton. I
could feel his manhood pressing hard into my hip as he rolled my clit between
his fingers.
"Fuck me, Honey. Fuck my nasty pussy..."
Dan was eager to satisfy my every desire. We loved each other very much. I loved
sex with my man! I had taught him how and he was eager to please. He fucked me
long, slow, hard, and with great passion. How I loved our sex life!
I awoke to Dan sucking on my nipple, slow and gentle. I lay next to him in
silence enjoying his attention. My hand slide along his loins to his firm cock.
I giggled and slipped beneath the sheets. His low moans told me he approved as
my tongue slithered about the tip of his cock. Then in of sudden moment of evil
fun I bit it... gently. He jumped, yelping like a hurt puppy. I grabbed his love
handle and held him firm. In another few minutes I had pleasured my man.
His tongue began gliding the length of my slit. I closed my eyes in dreamy
ecstasy as Dan worked his magic upon my pussy. He was good, very, very good. I
held my climax back. Waiting, building, until I had a title wave I could not
contain. I let out a low guttural growl as my tummy and vagina went into wild
contractions. Electricity shot from my loins passed my tummy and through my
whole existence. I struggled to contain my passions from the small ears sleeping
down the hall. A tiny knock at the door got my attention, one that installs
utter panic in the heart of every Mother, told me I had utterly failed to
conceal my pleasure. Dan chuckled. I was a flurry of covers and panic. I righted
myself before we had to explain the impossible to a six-year-old. I was
flustered at the very sudden crash of my passions. But alas that is the fun of
kids.
"Can I come in and watch cartoons with you, Mommy?" Goody!
"Give Mommy a few minutes and you sure can."
I had to find my clothes from last night in only a split second. The door opened
just, only just, as I pulled my PJ bottoms on. Turning my back to the door my
top slipped over my head, shoulders, and breasts. Made it again! I love the
kids. They both bounced into the middle of the morning exactly between Dan and
I. And I wouldn't have it any other way! We watched cartoons...
* * *
I met Lisa in the lobby at the auction hall about 30 minutes early. I can not
remember seeing her so excited about something in recent years. She took my hand
half babbling half dragging me over to see her coveted pendant. I liked the feel
of her hand in mine. I held on to it. Her fingers curled over mine as she
starred at the jewel before her.
"I've got enough," she whispered, "if I play it right."
"You're really excited about this aren't you?"
I was delighted to share the joy and excitement in my friend's eyes. She could
have light a small room with her energy this morning. I pulled her away from her
treasure. Too much attention to any one item is never good strategy. I held
Lisa's very excited hand in mine. She never attempted to relinquish my grip. I
was happy to keep it there. We walked into the main auction hall to find a seat
hand in hand.
Lisa's pendant was third on the list. She had just over $3,000 to bid. The
bidding started at $1500. She waited to enter the bidding until it reached
$2100. By the time it had reached $2550 the bids were slowing. Lisa got her
pendant for $2850. She beamed... her hand still in mine. She looked at me
glowing and gave me a hug.
"It's mine!" she exclaimed. Then bounced on her seat like a child.
"I so happy for you." I rested my hand upon her knee. The look in her eye
changed slightly. Long moments passed. She made no effort to remove my hand, nor
I to push the matter. I was quite happy with its present location. Her skin felt
warm, smooth, silky beneath my touch.
The auction ended for Lisa and I just after her purchase. We arose to leave, to
claim her prize. It took the better part of an hour but with a little patience
Lisa had her pendant. She immediately placed it about her neck. Together we
walked to the parking lot. As we exited the lobby Lisa leaned over to me,
grabbing my shoulder with both hands she giggled with excitement.
"I got it! I got it! And I owe part of it to you. Thank you so much." Lisa's
hand slid down my arm to my hand. Her fingers curled about mine as we walked
towards her car.
Then it happened. I'm not sure why or how really. She stopped at her car door.
Every cell of her faced beamed with joy, her hand still in mine. I simply leaned
forward and kissed her softly on the lips. She stopped very, very still, looking
long at me. Fear raced through my heart. What had I done? Ruined my friendship?
What now?
"You know I love you." Her hand caressed my cheek. A finger slipped unseen
beneath the seam of my sweater barely touching my left breast. She stepped
closer returning my kiss. My fears abated. My heart pounded. My pussy flushed
wet like 'Old Faithful'.
"And I love you too," I whispered.
"Can you come over for awhile?" Lisa asked.
"Sure. I'll be there before you." I turned to walk away. She started her car. I
jogged as best I could in heels to my car parked only five spaces away. My palms
ran cold. The pounding in my head completely blocking all street noise. In a
daze I found Lisa apartment. My finger shook too much to press the doorbell. I
took a deep breath and knocked gently. The door opened.
"Hi. I'm so glad you came by." Lisa was still wearing that radiant smile... and
her pendant. She looked very professional in her business suit and skirt, down
right gorgeous! I was so scared. I thought my heart would stop completely as I
stepped inside.
"You look positively radiant with that pendant, Lisa." She took my hand in hers
and led me to her living room. She stopped, turned, and looked at me.
"I've never..." she spoke hoarsely.
"Me neither," I replied. I stepped closer. I looked into her face. I touched her
cheek with my fingertips.
"You scared?" she asked.
"Yeah."
I kissed her softly. Her lips felt warm upon mine. I could feel my twat gush
again. Lisa stepped away. She walked to the closet removing her jacket. I
removed my sweater, tossing it upon the couch.
"Want something to drink?" Lisa asked.
She poured a small glass of wine for each of us.
"Thank you."
She handed it to me. I stood facing her sipping at my glass. She drank hers
straight down. Her finger extended towards my breast. I held my breath. I might
never breath again. I watched her fingertip trace the outer edge of my breast.
My nipples puckered tight. Her fingertip traced the underside, about the inner
edge, then gently towards my nipple. Her fingernail danced lightly over my very
tight nipple for several long moments. I finished my drink, leaving her to set
my glass upon the end table. Turning to face Lisa I took what felt like my very
first breath this morning.
"I want you," I said quietly.
"I know," Lisa countered.
I approached her. We kissed long, deeply, passionately. My hand finding her
breast. They felt so firm in my grasp. I was overcome with desire as I softly
rolled her nipple in my fingers. Her hand found my breast. She pulled back
slightly as her fingers found the ring through my nipple.
"I'll show you." I spoke eagerly. Lisa unbuttoned my blouse. As I flicked my
shoulders back to let the blouse fall from my shoulders Lisa's fingers flick the
front clip of my bra. The chain fell from with in. She looked quizzically into
my eyes. I slipped my bra to the floor. It fell upon my blouse.
"What do you think?" I held my shoulders back, pushing my chest forward.
"I didn't know. Do you like it? I... I mean why?" Lisa traced the ring through
my left breast, slid her finger gently down the chain towards my right breast,
and traced in carefully.
"I love it. It's Dan's love leash." Suddenly as if taking a cue Lisa tugged
firmly upon the chain pulling my breasts tight, stretching my nipples. I stood
firm. She pulled harder. I liked the feel of being literally drawn to her. She
pulled harder, dragging me to her by my tits. We kissed again.
"There's more," I whispered in her ear.
"Where?" she asked.
I stood kissing her neck not answering. She twisted her fingers tightly in my
chain stretching my sensitive flesh harder. I grabbed her breast in my hand
squeezing it firmly. We kissed long, passionately, in silence.
"I asked you where?"
She jerked hard on my chain. Pain lanced through my nipples. I loved it!
"I'll show you," I whispered.
She loosened her grip on my chain. My hand touched her hand lightly.
"No, don't. Not yet."
I pressed her hand firmly about the chain pushing away from my breasts
increasing the pressure slowly but steadily upon my very stretched breasts and
nipples. Lisa got the message. Instantly creating just the right pleasure/pain
in my chest. I kissed her again and again. I fumbled weakly to undo her blouse.
Then to undo the clip of her bra from behind her back releasing her firm mounds
into my cold clammy hands. Lisa released the hold upon my chain.
"Let's move this to the bedroom." Lisa gasped.
We nearly ran hand in hand to her bedroom. My skirt found the floor an instant
before Lisa's. She stood before me in only her panties. Silky white lace
clinging to the slit between her legs. Lisa was smooth. Her fine reddish blond
bush barely visible beneath her sexy thong. I fell on the bed next to her,
laughing. Her lips pressed to mine. Slowly I kissed my way to her perfectly
formed breasts. Her nipples felt wonderful upon my tongue as I gently sucked and
caressed each. Lisa tugged forcefully at my chain. I raised my head from her
breasts, looking into very serious eyes.
"I like this chain. I can get your attention anytime I want it. Now where else?"
I climbed off the bed. I stood facing Lisa framing my navel jewel in my hands.
She smiled. I slowly slipped my finger inside the waistband of my sticky silk
panties. They dropped to my feet. As I stepped one foot out I kneeled one knee
upon the edge of her bed. Her eyes followed the very neatly trimmed line of my
own bush towards my labia rings. Her gazed paused at the visible number branded
to the side of my bush.
"That is what was I sold for." I crawled towards Lisa. My face falling upon her
mound. Her fingers immediately explored my rings. Lisa traced them gently at
first. Then tugged lightly upon one spreading my sopping twat. I slipped her
panties off. She kissed my pussy. I kissed hers running my tongue lightly over
the entire length of her slit. She tugged hard upon my rings forcing my legs and
twat wide apart. Her tongue traced lightly over my exposed flesh. My tummy
quivered with delight. My fingers traced Lisa's swollen vulva. I pressed them
softly inside. I kissed her mound until my taste had found her clit. It was
large, swollen and very extended. Slowly I worked it about in my mouth, as I
would have her do mine. In moments we were quivering, quaking, gasping, coming
in each other's embrace. Lisa came several times. I never wanted this to end...
I returned in exhausted satisfaction to Lisa beautiful breasts. I continued to
kiss, to fondle, and to suck gently.
"What auction?" Lisa asked softly pursuing the conversation.
"I was sold at auction for $20,000." I raised my head from her breasts. "They
will come for you one day, to collect your services. And at the end there is an
auction. You will be sold..."
"What?!" Lisa bolted. I reached up to caress her cheek.
"Everyone is sold, everyone. You have the choice to accept the money or return
here. I have signed as your significant other. I will not sell you for money,
Lisa." I kissed my finger and place it gently upon her lips. Her eyes softened
slightly.
"I didn't know. The contracts never said anything like that?" Lisa looked a
little scared.
"I know, but not to worry. I will not sell you out." I reassured her. I eased
upwards and kissed her softly upon the lips. I rolled off the bed placing my
hands upon my hips. I was proud of my price tag. "I sold for $20,000. Just try
and beat that!" I laughed playfully.
"I have to get back to Dan and the kids." I paused looking soulfully at Lisa. "I
love you. I really enjoyed today. Can we do it again... soon?" Lisa smiled at
me.
"Oh, I do hope so Wendy. I really do hope so." Lisa stood. We dressed in
silence. She escorted me to the door. I turned to kiss her. It was the final
parting kiss filled with lusty passions. My tongue danced over hers. "Till next
time..." Lisa spoke softly.
I turned through the door walking blissfully down the hall. My passions were new
to me. I felt fulfilled. Excited with anticipation for the next time. I turned
at the elevator doors. Lisa was still standing watching as the doors closed upon
our first afternoon together.
* * *
Dan was waiting. I was later than I had expected. He was not really upset, more
like concerned. "You all right?"
"Yeah. I spent some quality time with Lisa." I really did not dare tell him
about what we had been doing, at least not yet. I knew that he had seen the
pictures during my bondage. He knew I had been with many different people. He
was doing well with that. I didn't want to press it for the time being.
"Did she get her necklace?" Dan asked.
"Yes. She was more excited than a school kid at Christmas." I laughed at the
image of her beaming, giddy, behavior.
"What you got going for tonight?" Dan asked.
"Nothing I know of. You want to do the usual?" Referring to stripping me and
tying me to the chair. He had developed a few fun kinks to out game since my
return. I was never sure what he was going to do next.
"I was thinking of something a little different." He grinned. "Were you going to
move Bud into our room tonight?"
"Yeah. But that won't take long," I said.
"Maybe. But l want you to dress up for the evening."
"Why?" I asked puzzled at the request. "We going somewhere?"
"Maybe." And there was that damned grin again. It was loosing its charm quickly.
"Okay. What time would be nice?" I asked flatly. "And do we have a babysitter?"
"Everything is handled. You just be ready by about 9:00 PM." Dan still grinned.
Damn.
"Fine." I went upstairs to work on the laundry. A family generates plenty of 'to
do's'. Dan re-settled into his football game. I let the afternoon's delight
re-kindle my soul as I plodded through the daily routine. The phone rang.
"It's Lisa," Dan called up to me. I went to the bedroom.
"Hello."
"I wanted to thank you for this afternoon. I... I liked your jewelry? Where did
you get it?" Lisa ventured.
"Good. I like it too." I decided to dodge the 'where/when' issues. "I want you
to check in everyday from now on, Lisa. They will come unannounced, and you will
go. If I don't get a call I'll check your apartment to see if they've come for
you. Remember to call every day. And tell your boss that you may be taking some
unexpected time off in the near future."
"You're scaring me, Wendy." Lisa said.
"Not to worry, Hon. You'll be alright. Just remember to call daily." I said what
needed to be said - and all I was about to reveal about the upcoming events in
Lisa's life. Any more would only serve to frighten her about her very
unavoidable future.
"I really enjoy our time," I said affectionately.
"Did Dan object?" Lisa asked.
"I haven't told him. I said it was quality time with Lisa."
She laughed.
"It was that! I mean, I've never... I mean, I never even thought about you like
that." Lisa stammered for words.
"Me neither. I just kind of started to notice you, things about you that I found
attractive. One thing led to another... But I'm glad we did it." I really was!
"Want to stop over Wednesday evening after dinner for another? I'm really horny
just thinking about you." Lisa said.
"I think I can clear that with Dan. About 7:30 Wednesday?" I asked.
"Great. I can hardly wait," she gushed.
"Lisa?" I said.
"Yeah?"
"Don't wear any panties all day Wednesday... and as short a skirt as you can get
away with. I'll be thinking of you all day. Call me at lunch, okay?"
"Sure," Lisa said. "Bye for now." And she hung up. I was embarrassingly wet
again. My mind race forward to Wednesday.
"Dan." I called downstairs.
"Yeah."
"Lisa wants me to come over Wednesday about 7:30 for awhile. Do you mind?"
"Sure. Whatever you want, Wendy."
"You've got kids then."
"Yeah. Sure. Fine." I knew I'd have to remind my football junky, but that was
arranged.
At 9:00 PM I stood in the living room ready for whatever Dan had going. Dan was
dressed in slacks, a cream colored dress shirt, and tie. I was decked out in my
best navy suit, low cut satin blouse, matching navy bra and panties, new hose,
and make-up.
"So what's up?" I puzzled at Dan.
"I'll be right back." Dan returned with three small gift-wrapped boxes. The
wrapping paper was for a wedding. "Whose getting married?" I asked. I didn't
remember seeing or hearing about a wedding invitation of late. Dan grunted
something unintelligible and skipped out the back door. In about five minutes he
returned with Bud on a leash.
"To be precise you are." He handed Bud's leash to me. I stood my mouth gapping
open. Bud sat at my feet. Dan stepped in front of Bud and I. He took a 3X5-note
card from his shirt pocket and began.
"Do you Wendy, take this Lab, Bud, to be your Sire; to serve and satisfy from
this day forward?" Dan paused and looked at me with that silly grin. I knew at
once what his silly behavior all week had been about.
"I do." I bent to scratch Bud's head. Bud looked up at me wagging his tale.
"And do you Bud, promise to service and satisfy this woman, Wendy, as your Bitch
from this day forward?" As if on cue Bud looked at Dan and barked.
"I'll take that as an 'I do'? Then as the Master and Mortgagee of this house I
pronounce you Sire and his Bitch." Dan reached into his coat pocket extracting a
handful of rice and tossing it over Bud and I. Bud barked loudly several times.
Dan scratched his ears.
"Congratulations, young Sire." Dan stood to me, a present in his hand. I took it
all in the spirit of the event. Dan was having the time of his life. I found it
funny too.
"I thank you, Sir." I tugged the wrapping off. It was a fairly nice dog collar
with a shiny tag. It read: BudII, 6/12/99, and our address. I handed it to Dan.
With great pomp he removed Bud's old collar replacing it with the new one. Then
Dan handed me the second box. I removed its wrappings. It was an identical
collar. It read: Wendy/BudII, Wed - Sat, 6/12/99. I starred at it motionless.
Dan reached over removing it from my hands. He placed it about my neck.
"This will be worn by you every night from now on." Dan handed me the last box.
It was smaller than the others. I opened it. It was a small white gold chain
with a small shiny metal tag on it. It read as the last: Wendy/BudII, Wed - Sat,
6/12/99. Dan knelt placing it around my ankle.
"This you will wear from this day forward." He stood to kiss a very dumb founded
'Bride'.
"All that is left is for Bud to consummate his Bitch." Dan placed Bud's leash in
my left hand. He took my right hand. Dan led me up the stairs to our bedroom.
"Strip naked." Dan spoke playfully. Dan stepped to our video camera. He had set
it on a tripod across the room. I looked at him as I began to unbutton my
blouse.
"Wedding pictures." Dan adjusted the lens. "If I remember the pictures
correctly, I will tie your arms to the sides of the chair in a kneeling
position. You will spend tonight in that position, completely accessible to your
new Sire. I will put the socks you laid out on Bud's paws."
I stripped as I was told. I knelt over a large beach towel spread on the floor
next to the chair. Dan tied my hand and arms to the chair as he said. Bud
watched from his bed, his tail waging. Dan began massaging my dildo along the
sensitive inner regions of my thighs. By the time he found my slit I was wet.
Dan spread my pussy scent all about my ass. I was nearly dripping, my first
orgasm of the night only a second away when Dan stopped. My mind revolted
against the dismissal. Dan showed the business end of my dildo to Bud. Bud
sniffed it and began licking. Dan called Bud over to my ass. Bud nose was cold,
his tongue gratifying. Bud soon mounted his Bitch.
"I will leave you two alone for the next hour. When I return I will release you
to do your business. Then you will be returned to your wedding night duties. May
Bud consummate his Bitch as eagerly as I did my new Bride. In the morning I will
re-take the fullness of my wife."
Bud had found my pussy with his hot cock. My mind was lost as the first orgasm
of my 'Wedding Night' exploded. I did not hear the door close behind Dan.
Bud was eager, inexperience, and untrained. I was willing. Bud consummated his
Bitch. Dan returned as promised. After I was released from my chair Dan tethered
the leash to my collar and led me to the bathroom. He released my collar waiting
for my return. I finished my 'business'. Dan reattached my leash returning me to
my chair.
"I am ready for bed now." Dan climbed into his bed alone. I was tied to my
chair. Bud lay licking himself clean upon his cedar filled blanket. I knew he
was not done tonight... Sleep came mostly upon exhaustion. My chair was not a
thing of comfort. And Bud was not long to recover his sexual passions. It felt
good to be tied, knotted inside again. I never spoke except to say Yes, Master
to Dan.
In the early morning light Dan arose. He called Bud over to me again. Bud needed
no encouragement. Bud fucked his Bitch eagerly in front of my husband. Dan
untied me from my chair. Bud still tied to my pussy. Dan watched. I came again
as Bud's hot knot gushed jism into my wanton pussy. After ten minutes Bud
slipped from within me. I stood stretching my stiff legs. I was a sticky mess.
Dan tugged my nipple chain to him. I followed. He undid my collar placing it in
my hands.
"Until tonight, My Dear. Now you are my wife. I will take your Sire outside.
Shower and clean up. I want to fuck my wife when I return."
"Yes, Master." And it was done. I was Bud's Bitch and he my Sire. In the early
morning light Dan and I fucked wildly. How great that sex was!
* * *
Lisa and I began seeing each other at least once a week. We had great sex. Our
love, friendship, and respect deepened with each encounter. I fucked Bud almost
daily. He was young and sometime too eager, but he was learning. He was
beginning to respond well to verbal commands. Dan was a good husband, a
developing Master, and had found renewed sexual drive. My pussy was getting all
the attention a wanton woman could ask for. My sex life was nearly perfect.
Then the night I got an e-mail from the club. It was simple enough. "Get Lisa in
your home 8/10/99 in the AM. Be gone. Apartments raise too many questions. Tell
no one!" I reread the message twice before deleting it.
"Yes, Master," I mumbled under my breath. I knew what awaited my lover and
friend. My stomach knotted. It was time to pay up.
"Lisa," I called her that same evening. "Can you come over to my house Tuesday
morning? Yeah, about 8:30. I need some help for a few minutes... It's a
surprise. I have to take the kids to the sitters so I might be a little late.
Make yourself at home." I sat to the keyboard, drawing a deliberate slow breath.
I tapped out. 8:30 AM, 8/10/99... and pressed send. "CONFIRMED, Mistress"
flashed across the screen. My heart sank a bit. I had really wanted Lisa to join
me. Yet now, well, things were so perfect in my life. I just hated to see Lisa
gone.
On Tuesday the 10th of August I took the kids to the babysitters early leaving
the back door unlocked. I went straight to work. I knew what I would fine at
home by noon. I hated my selfishness for the moment. I hated what was awaiting
Lisa. I tried to busy myself through the morning hours. It was of little use...
at lunchtime I race home. The house was exactly as I had left it this morning,
except...
On the dinning table were a plastic bag and several documents. I knew what I
would find inside. I guess some morbid curiosity forces us to experience the
obvious. I opened the bag to examine the contents. There were Lisa's clothes,
and a baggie containing tuffs of soft curly red hair, her bush. Tears filled my
eyes. It was hard to see through my tears as I looked at the documents before
me. "SOLD" in large red block letters across a copy of the contract Lisa had
signed. An invoice stamped COLLECTED ITEM and the date, today's date lay beneath
it. A tear trickled down my cheek.
"Sorry, my love," I choked out hoarsely. I sat on a chair allowing the tears to
flow freely down my cheeks. Truly I was sorry for the trauma Lisa was going
through on this first day.
