“I’ll take the big one. Those red boots are hot and she looks like a lot of fun. Just get her gagged properly and we’ll head off.”

Dear Masters and Mistresses, Sir and Madams,

I have become the proud owner of a lovely pansexual cuckolding slave in London. He is in dire need of a real life Master or Mistress so I am auctioning the use of him out to whoever promises me to train him the best.

You can be a switch like me and use him yourself or offer him to your own Master or Mistress as a sign of devotion. However he does fit in very well at the absolute bottom of the hierarchy.

He has only ever been with women but is very interested in me finding him a Master so all applications are taken into consideration.

The Landing

Before the cocktail party had begun, a ship containing the two dozen or so women that were to be auctioned off as slaves landed on a nearby beach. The slavers began herding the women off the boat and onto the beach. The women were from all over, but mainly from the Caucus and Eastern Europe. Some had been working in the mean brothels of that area or had just been kidnapped. Most of them were apprehensive about their fate, but some were looking forward to escaping the crushing poverty of their native countries.

O at the Villa: Part Six

O slept soundly beside Sir Stephen, something she rarely did. Usually after using O, he sent her away to her own room, but tonight , well actually this morning,, he had held her close and said, “O, you may stay with me.” About nine o’clock the sun light came into the room. It fell on O’s face and woke her. Sir Stephen was still asleep beside her. She carefully slid her hand down his still muscular belly and grasped his member. Then she moved her head down so that she could take him in her mouth. Sir Stephen stirred a bit, but O was not sure if he was awake or just shifting in his sleep; she continued to work the length of him with her mouth and hand. A soft groan signaled that her Master was fully awake. O looked up at him to see he was staring at her. She momentarily stopped and looked up at him, “Do I please you?” she asked. Sir Stephen didn’t speak, but nodded his assent. Later after he came , Sir Stephen asked, “O, has anyone told you the sequence of events for today and tomorrow?” O answered, “Only bits and pieces.” Sir Stephen explained, “Today, well actually this evening, Anne Marie is hosting an auction. Human traffickers, slavers actually, have brought over a dozen women to be sold at auction. I’m sure you noticed some of the likely buyers at the cocktail party last night.” O had indeed noticed some men who looked like pimps she had seen before in the streets of Paris, as well as some Middle Eastern types. And, of course, there was a young woman with Anne Marie who was clearly not a Roissy girl. Sir Stephen went on, “Anyway, the auction will be this evening. I expect Anne Marie to purchase four or five of the more comely ones for Roissy. The Chateau is down to less than two dozen slaves at present, and demand is ever increasing. If we do not add some new faces, I may have to send you back there full time in order to keep the income flowing.” O knew she should have been shocked at how casually Sir Stephen mentioned sending O back to Roissy, but she wasn’t. “After all, I am his property to do wiith as he pleases,” she thought. “And the morning after the auction, at young Nathan and Tristan’s request, Anne Marie is having Uta crucified.” “Crucified!?” said O. “For Nathan and Tristan? I thought Uta belonged to Rolfe.” “She did. Tristan and Nathan bought her. Bought her for the sole purpose of crucifying her. Tristan thinks he is going to make a great deal of money from the people who want to watch the spectacle. Nathan, well Nathan is just a shit. No other way to say it. Much worse than his older brother, Ari.” “Crucified?” said O again, scarcely believing she said it, let alone that it would happen.

The Auction

By late evening all of the parties were in attendance. There were representatives of brothels in France, the Netherlands, Germany, Ukraine, Poland, even one from a famous brothel in Central America. There were two or three very wealthy men from Arab countries. Anne Marie, as hostess, represented Roissy and her cousin Zuri was there for Haus der Sklavin. And then there were individuals who were not likely to bid for slaves, but were merely there to watch and be entertained: Sir George, his friend, Matthew, his girl, Cindi; Marc and Muriel; Chen and Sun-yi; and Sutton and Alessa. Of course, Nathan, Tristan and Anna were there as were Sir Stephen and O.

Sir Stephen and O sat at a table near the front. O watched as the slavers brought the girls to be auctioned off into the ballroom which would serve as the auction area. O noticed that all of the women were relatively young. Many were quite comely, even beautiful. All were, of course, naked. The first girl was led up on a small dais. She was slender and brunette with dark eyes. She was rather small breasted, and all of her pubic hair had been removed. She looked young and fearful. O heard a voice from a microphone say, “This one is from a small village in Armenia. Sold into slavery by her family. Not a virgin, but still rather tight in her orifices. Bidding will start at ten thousand Euros”

O thought, “And so it begins.”

The auction lasted for several hours. Many of the guests consumed champagne or hard liquor. Some applauded when the bidding was competitive between two brothels. Some oohed and awed when the auctioneer showed that some of the girls had already been marked as slaves. One girl was bought by a rich Arab. He immediately had her tied to a balustrade in the ballroom. Then some of his servants brought out a brazier with hot coals. When this happened, Alessa turned to Sutton and said, “Is he going to do what I think he is?” “Can he do that?” asked Muriel who, along with Marc was sitting with them. Sutton replied, “Yes. She is his property now.”

Their conversation was interrupted by the screams of the girl. The rich Arab said to the crowd, “I have branded her three times. Once for each time I will take her tonight.” Nathan then leaped to his feet and proposed a toast to the Arab.

And so it went.

By night’s end all of the women had been sold. Anne Marie purchased four for Roissy, including the redhead she had seen whipped earlier. Zuri purchased two for Haus der Sklavin. The remainder went to the various brothels or individuals.

After the last girl was sold Anne Marie made an announcement: “I thank each of you for your attendance. I hope you will be happy with your new acquisitions. And I hope you will join us tomorrow for further entertainment.”

A short while later, the valets came and secured the four girls for Roissy and Zuri’s two in the dungeon below. Then a valet went to Uta’s cell and said, “Since this will be your last night, we have been given permission to use you as we will.” Uta noticed there were six valets. It was a long night for her.