All in all

Gil:

"Really and hope you to too."
"Sure, can make it the next stop, but change? Why? You look great Angel."
 
Angel

"A costume to set the mood for a slave center. I promise that you will be most pleased."

Arriving at the center and slipping in the restroom and returning in a sleek costume. I had given Gil the perfect shock or at least it seemed like I had.
 
the costume

the sheer white guaze like material giving a big enough hint that the body behind that fabric was as bare as birth.
 
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Gil:

He stared at what was hinted at behind the layers of white diaphanous fabric draping Angel's luscious body. The way her breasts moved under the fabric made it clear that she was braless and if she wore panties, which she hadn't earlier they were either white or flesh colored.

Two quick pics were snapped with the digital she's handed him when she went to change and then he changed to the camcorder and began recording on the DVD disc as she walked, not not walk slinked and sway her way over to where he stood.

He cleared his throat and began a commentary to be recorded, "The new slave to be auctioned here in St Augustine, Florida's historic slave auction area approaches the slave master and auctioneer.
"She moves seductively, alluringly in hopes he'll keep her for himself, but if not in hopes of commanding a record price so she'll go to a wealthy and comfortable home where she'll cater to every whim of her Owner and Master."
 
Angel

Moving over to the once slave block. Showing my natural wares to those that may be looking. Getting several outsiders to turn and gaze upon my alluring form.

One man glanced around looking for camera crews until he came upon Gil's recorder. He stood there and smiled as Gil's voice was calm and clear.

Oddly enough several of the men that were standing nearly had asked about obtaining a copy of the alluring slave girl's picture and perhaps signature.

Gil's smile was more for my benefit. Happy or thinking about something else I wasn't sure. Yet I was certain that I would find out when we got back to the campground.
 
Gil:

"Give me names and email addresses with a note about the day and scene and perhaps you'll find a surprise in your email," he says to all who ask but never letting the camera drift from Angel.

Narration continues, "The Slave Master has decided to see what price the wench may command so has ordered her to the block to test the financial waters and see what the prospective buyers might offer for the sultry wench."
 
Angel

Gil must have gotten thirty addresses from the twenty some guys that were present. A policeman wandered by and gave us a look, smiled and then before leaving after standing there for ten minutes.

"Send one to me too, " that officer grinned as he wandered off into another area of the market Leaving his address in the carrying case lying on the ground in front of Gil.

I turned and knelt on the stage, looking over at Gil and giving a imploring glance. I can be such a ham. ;)
 
Gil:

"The Slave Master/Auctioneer calls to the wench. Display your wares without uncovering yourself indecently wench. Make the buyers mouths go dry they want you so badly.
"Display yourself and dance for them, a seductive dance. Now wench."
 
Angel

I had learned to belly dance when I was twelve so the dance was easy to draw the attention. Removing one layer of veils that allowed one to see more clearly but still hiding that blush beneath.

Moving closer to the edge of the stage and rocking the hips and undulating my belly, performing with the honey of promise to that one that gets the priviledge of ownership. Leaning closer to the one side as I slowly lower myself to the viewing audience that can't miss the tops of my breasts straining against the fabric. Then on my knees and leaning back letting my back rest upon my feet and the wood.

A round of applause started to come from the assorted group that had gathered to see what was happening. Even whispers of some movie that was supposedly being filmed in the area.

I had to hold back the laughter that was building behind my lips. Only that big smile was letting out the merriment that I felt by our pictures and play.
 
Gil:

Very loudly, "What am I bid for the sultry and sensous wench? Bidding will begin at 100 Spanish Gold Pieces for the delicious and obviously talented wench."
 
Angel

A small pout of protest and then a shy look over the crowd as I still dance for the growing crowd.

Smiling at Gil and wondering what was going to happen and then again what would we do if the crowd went more into the play then we were expecting.

It was obvious that several of the men present were digging into their pockets. Thankfully Spanish Gold Pieces are rare now-a-days.
 
Gathered Crowd getting into it:

"100 Pieces of Gold."

"120!"

"150!" and the bidding continues. When it reaches 200 gold pieces Gil calls out, "Is that all you'll bid for a wench who can dance like that! A wench who can inflame your senses like that? A wench who is that lovely.
"You should be ashamed. I will bid 500 pieces of gold myself for her."

"Show them what I'll be getting if they don't open their pouches wider wench. Dance again."

OOC: You decide when you wish to call it to an end and the final bid offered before you do angel. *G
 
Angel

As Gil was goading the audience, which was getting me very excited. I had to stop and thank our evergrowing audience. Especially after some man shouted one thousand.

"I would like to thank you all for helping us with our idea for the city tourism board. I personally hope that you remember to tell your friends and family about the wonderful hospitality that you found here in St. Augustine. Enjoy your stay and be sure to take plenty of pictures of the Oldest House in America, the Spanish Quarter, and the Fountain of Youth." I stepped off the stage and walked over to Gil's side.

We were chuckling as he gathered his equipement and we were headed for the tram stop that would take us back to the campground where I could recollect myself.
 
Gil:

"I'd have kept you for myself Angel," he says as he stands then kisses you....hard and deeply.

His arm goes around you and rests on your hip as he hugs you against his side so your other hip rubs his and your unfettered breast on his side occasionally rubs against him.

In the shuttle tram his arm is very naturally draped around your shoulder as you both sit in the back and it heads back to the campground and our home on wheels.

"I want you more than any woman I've ever wanted in my life Angel and we'll watch the DVD together and you'll understand why if you don't already."
 
Angel

I blushed from Gil's sweet offer. "Glad to have made your day too...." Having the rest of my words smothered by his kiss. I felt my lips part more as his hip brushes against mine and the touch on the breast makes me feel warmer.

On the tram we had several people ask where I worked at because of the costume and several wives give that murderous look. I had to giggle some as I was far from wanting anything more then what I had next to me.

"Alright Gil, when we get home.." It seems so natural to call it home. After one night I felt like it was home, that relaxed feeling that nothing mattered as long as you can go home.

I was curious what all he said while I was standing on the stage. I noticed that there was enough pieces of paper in his pocket that he could most likely charge for the pictures and make a killing if he so chose.

"I guess I had an over-reaction to my antics. But it was fun." I hugged him as we walked from the drop off to the doorstep.
 
Gil:

"I think you did marvelously and will supply new 'costumes' for each place we go that are appropriate to the area so you can keep it up Angel," he says quietly. "I can't wait to see you at the Grand Canyon in just a leather vest, chaps and boots."
 
Angel

"Actually I have an outfit like that already. I'll show you if you want to see. It may take all night though. Besides I am really getting hungry and want to change into something more appropiate for evening dining." Waiting for Gil to open that door and see what he was thinking about the fashion demonstration.
 
Gil:

"Welllllll, we could always "eat" at home Angel and also have supper," he laughs quietly as the alarm is deactivated and the door unlocked and opened so you may enter first.

Once inside, door closed and locked again he says, "Now my lovely Angel about today's dance on the slave block. How about one for me and you can shed 'the veils' as you dance if you wish.

He pulls a CD from the rack and turns it on. Middle Eastern music fills the Motorhome as he mixes two drinks, hands you one, clinks the glasses and toasts, "The hottest, sexiest slave on the block today. The one the Slave Master turned down 1,000 Spanish Gold Pieces to keep for himself."

Then he sits down to watch his "houri" dance for him... and him alone.
 
Angel

" What kind of eat do you have in mind there, Gil?" Smiling broadly and thinking about several items that would be good for dinner besides what is on Gil's thoughts.

"Sure I can dance for the man that got the slave girl" I took a small drink after we clinked them. Setting the glass down and slowly rotating my hips to the beat of the music. Letting my hands glide across my flat belly as I make my hips turn to the left then figure eight to the right. My arms crossing the front and twirling around three times. Dancing for the Sultan per say

Dropping to the ground and rocking my shoulders back and forth. Slowly lieing back on my feet and losing the upper veils so that the nipples are covered and the narrow strip covers my slit. Dropping the veils in the Slave Master's lap. Then rising in a shimmy to my knees and rolling left to slowly stand and dance around the Master letting my hands run across his shoulders and gently massage them and then let my breasts graze the back of his neck.
 
Gil:

Unnoticed he's opened the camera bag, turned on the camcorder and tipped the lens toward you as you begin then he just watches raptly.

As the feel of your massaging hands he shivers then relaxes, at the touch of your breasts and nipples on the nape of his neck he moans softly.
 
Angel

"Is my Master well pleased?" Playing my role a little further for fun. Yet his moan made me shiver, I was turning him on and there wasn't a doubt in my mind that I was driving him into a worse hard-on then I had before.
 
Gil:

Getting into the role again, "So far my overdressed houri. Your breasts, tits and hard nipples feel wonderful on my skin slave. Now dance were I can see you untll your naked for your Master. Dance and make me want to ravish you like the wanton, slutty slave you are for me."
 
Angel

"Overdressed!" I exclaimed in shock.

Quickly rechecking myself and realizing that I was not the only one that playing along the role. Moving back in front of Gil and losing the top and strip of cloth that covers the very shaved mound that I was shyly revealing.

I watched as Gil's face remained solid but his body language was telling more and more on him. Plus I wasn't able to hide much either.
 
Gil:

Rising and moving so I was in camera range and nearer to my houri, "Much, much better my slave now undress your Master and see the evidence of arousal your dance and naked body have caused me."

"Quickly now, but eroticly strip your Master so he's as naked as you are my slave," I said as my hand reached out to pinch both nipples then caress both breasts.
 
Angel

I giggled some and undid his pants, slowly sliding them down off his hips.

Then moaned as he pinched my nipples and made them diamond hard. Heaven just landed in my lap.
 
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