Slave Auction

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

He leans forward and whispers so only you can hear, "Yess, you'll be mine slave and in time you'll beg me to fuck you anyway and any where I choose slave."

He stands again and with a tug on your clit leash says, "Heel slave. Fight it and your clit suffers the pain."

Another tug with another command, "Heel," and he begins to walk off, slower than usual until you've gotten used to your new hobbles.

 

[katalynn]

Growled even more so at his words, 'Heel' I ain't no damn dog, I may leashed like one right now, but there's no way in hell I'm going to act like one.

Fought back the tears and cries that the leash was causing on my clit. Growling with more anger than anything. Not even embarrassed at how my situation looked. These chains at my feet have to go, how is anyone supose to walk in these. After so many moments, of getting used to the chains and getting a decent walking pace. I knew my next action is going to cause great pain against my clit, pain heals.

Just as we were reaching out the door, I made an attempt to head-butt him. Surprisingly I did, thudded into his back. Didn't knock him over like I was hoping, it did almost send me down. Somehow I caught myself from falling. I was right the leash pulled hard and painfully against my clit. Again, didn't make any sound, cept for the low growls, staring him deep and hard into his eyes. Proving he hasn't won yet.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

Standing again and facing my new slave, "Once home again your screams will pay for that slave.
"I was being nice to you, but it seems that doesn't pay. Let's see how you like it this way instead of how I was carrying the leash."

He turns away and puts the leash over his shoulder, he seems to be about 6' tall btw, and pulls on it until you're on tiptoe trying to relieve the pain in your stretched clit, "Once more, heel slave or I can make it more agonizing for you." and he starts to walk again chain to your clit clamp very taut as he walks.

 

[katalynn]

Gritting my teeth at the pain, the tears were so wanting to take control. I held them back forcing the anger to stay at top. My throbbing clit was in so much pain. More pain that I have ever felt in all my life.

Growled at his words once again, pfft nice my ass, if this is nice than I am that dog he thinks I am. As for my screams, he'll see how much pain and torture I can take before I scream, let alone beg. My eyes were burning with pain and anger, these chains were hard to walk in before, now to walk in them on tip-toed. It was near impossible. His 6ft compared to my 5, it was like nothing I've had to bear before.

Walked in silence, for now I'll behave. Doesn't mean he has or will won. I have no choice to submitt to this kind of pain. If he thinks for one minute that I'm going to beg, he is more crazy than I thought.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

He slowly walks around the slave auction showing his new purchase off to one and all. Occasionally he stops to talk briefly with another buyer he knows, some male and some female.

All admire you and some touch you. In your helpless position there's little you can do about it for each time you evidence displeasure or growl loud enough to be heard by him he pulls a bit more on the clit leash.

Finally he walks out toward his carriage.

 

[katalynn]

Struggled every so often when he would let someone touch me, only to feel the tug on the leash. I didn't want to be touched, I hated to be touched. Even when I was free I didn't like it. Now all these hands, fingers feeling my wetness, causing the clit even more pain. It was like he was testing me, or trying to embarrass me.

I just kept my head held high, showing now shame, no remorse. Nothing. Even with the sharp pain at my clit with either fingers or his pulling when I growled at those fingers. Anger all over my face deep in eyes, lust was even deeper in my eyes. Begging to be released, I wouldn't let it be released. He may be showing me off to either humilate me, or to show that he has a new dog for his collection. No matter, he's going to have to work to get what he wants.

Finally got to his carriage, I wanted to sit so bad. Yet, I resisted that as well, for one thing I was wetter than anything an not knowing what he would if I left a spot in his precious carriage. Then there was that damn leash at my clit, my weight against that massive pinching, added to the bumpy ride. Holy shit that alone is going to make me cum, that'll for sure leave a mess.

To top it off I couldn't get in anyway, the chains at my knees and ankles wouldn't allow me the room to step up. So I just growled at him, not in anger, but being my only way to communicate. Basically I was saying did you for a fucking little detail. How the hell am I supose to get in there. Slowly starting to quiver alittle each time my clit twitched, causing more pain. Damn I wanted, needed release. ...... No... Think of something else.

Fighting to keeep the anger burning in my eyes. Even they were slowly giving me away.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

He gets in then threads the leash through the side window.

"Drive at a walk James so she can keep up in her hobbles."

"Yes m'Lord," James replies and set the horses moving at a sedate walk with you struggling to keep up along side of the coach as Lord Montebank looks down at you and smiles as he watches your full and firm tits bouncing and jiggling, hard nipples describing arcs in the air in front of you and the wetness on your inner thighs flashing in the sunlight.

 

[katalynn]

There was no getting around it now, this jerk knew what to do. And did it well. I knew he was trying to see how far I would go with this showing me off torment. Walking me around and showing me off like he would with a dog. All these eyes were on me. I hated every moment of it. Not giving in, kept my head high, eyes filled with anger, least I hope they still had anger in them.

Like I knew would happen, I had an orgasm. It was silent, but I felt the cum stream down my legs. My legs were rubbing against the leash, pinching and pulling my clit like it was nothing. Couldn't but help to cum.

Quivering so bad that at one point I tripped falling to my knees. Forced a cry out of the gag as the rocks scraped my knees, mostly as how hard the leash pulled, practiacally ripping the skin off. Finally an unwanted tear started to stream down. The coach stopped long enough for me to stand back up, keeping my gaze straight ahead, anger and the fire began to blaze in my eyes again. More upset that the damn tear let out, that pull on my clit was unbearable.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

After the slow two hour walk home we pulled up under the portico in front of the manor house and I got out.

"Thank you James. Very well done as usual. Once the carriage is put away and the horses turned over to the stable hands you may have the rest of the day off. Ask Roger, the butler, for some silver and go have a couple of pints on me for your excellent work."

"Oh yes m'Lord. My thanks so much m'Lord and bless you Sir."

"Heel slave," a tug and he heads up the stairs, leash over his shoulder again and into the house as Roger opens the door and greets Lord Montebank and looks you over head to toe.

 

[katalynn]

~ Sylvanius

To weary to care now, clit was a throbbing, numbing pain. I just wanted out of these binds, starting to cramp all over. He can see it in my eyes that the anger was subdued for now. I was a mess now, hurting, blood at the knees from falling not once, but a few times, cum streaming down my legs, tear stained face. Could barely walk, yet forced myself. My body completly betrayed me, my mind to weary and to clouded to care, just wanted to get cleaned again and rest.

This point I did keep my head down, more ashamed of how dirty I looked. Never been this messy and this was worse than prancing around like his pet. That didn't bother me, right now I was not worth looking at and that alone frustrated me. Not knowing if he'll keep this punishment up, or if he'll let me get cleaned and rest.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

"Thank you Roger. When James comes up to the house give him a couple of silvers and I've given him the afternoon off.
"I also wish refreshment in the training room."

"Yes m'Lord I'll bring it right up myself as soon as cook's fixed it."

"Very good."

"Come along slave. Don't lollygag," he says as the clit chain is tugged again.

He leads you up the staircase to the second floor and another set of stairs to the third floor. You're led down the hall and into a room.

When he turns on the gas lamps you see things like you've never seen before and all look as if they're made to imprison, immoblize or inflict pain.

He leads you to the middle of the room and stops under a chain and hook hanging from the ceiling.

"Kneel slave. Now," and there's a downward tug on the leash.

 

[Diryde]

All these masters pacing around, and no mistresses. Damien sighed heavily in his cage. He just wanted to be out of this stupid place. He'd go home with anyone, and obey them, just for a place to stay and food to eat. He had been abandoned at the age of 12 and captured that same day.

"Somebody will save me, somebody has to have a heart." he whispered to himself, looking around once more.... "I hope."

He let out one more heavy breath and closed his eyes, hoping he'd die before he had to suffer anymore.

 

[katalynn]

~ Sylvanius

So much for rest, bath, shower any of that. He did say refreshments, didn't realize how thirsty and hungry I was. Didn't matter, doubt I deserved food at this point anyway. The slavers starved me sometimes. Gotten used to them eating and laughing in front of me, ignoring my hunger.

I looked at him painfully, my knees were screaming louder than my clit was. It's going to be hell when he takes that off. I just stood there, not saying a word. Not wanting to disobey him, yet not wanting to put more pain on my knees. It felt like there could be dirt deep in the scrapes.

After a few moments, taking in a deep breath, slowly got down on my knees. Looking him straight in the eyes, showing I didn't care what he did to me at this point. He's not going to hear me beg, scream, call him m'lord. Nothing!

I tried to growl, it failed. Throat was so dry, mouth sore from the gag. My whole body was hurting from cramps, needed to strech or something. Looking out in the room when we entered it, I can tell this night isn't over yet. I'm going to strech yes, but not in a way that is good for cramps. Going to go from one cramp to another. And I'm not going to let a single cry out from it.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

The slave obeyed just as I was about to drop a loop of leash under my boot and pull her down to her knees by her clit, but she obeyed. A beginning.

Now on her knees the leash is dropped and I stand on it to hold her down. The hook is gripped and pulled down and it's chain is past between her wrist then down to fasten the hook to the chain between her ankles. Crossing to the wall the crank is turned to take all of the slack out of her ankle chain and pull her arms out behind her. There'd be no getting up now.

Lord Montebank crossed to a closet and opened it. From years of experience he judged her waist size and selected a bondage belt and then picked up four leather straps, two shorter and two longer ones and returned to where she was kneeling.

Without saying a work he knelt on one knee and fastened the bondage belt around her waist. The welded steel rings gleamed in the light from the gas lamps.

Standing once again he passed one of the longer straps around her upper chest, through a link in the chair leading to the ceiling then buckled it closed. The seond long strap was passed around her under her breasts and also secured to the chain.

He rose and crossed to the wall crank again and began to turn it.

 

[katalynn]

~ Sylvanius

Every nerve and cell was screaming in my body from the new restraint. Now being lifted off the ground, closing my eyes fighting hard not to cry out or moan in pain. No way I was going to give him any pleasure off my cries. The tears were bad enough, taking in deep breaths the best I could in this horrible position. Stopped the tears at least.

I just hung there, limp, weak and aching to get out of all these bonds. Still not a single sound broke from my lips, keeping my eyes closed the whole time.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

Once she was at my shoulder level the pawl was locked in place to hold the winch.

He crossed to the closet again and came out pushing a handcart with a burner on it's top and on the burner a pot of some liquid. He lights the burner with a match and as it heats the liquid he uses the shorter straps to bind your dangling breasts tightly around their base. Soon the blood trapped by the restricted blood flow makes your breasts swell and nipples too. Both feel larger and harder than ever before.

Still he says nothing to you. Nothing at all.

There's a knock on the door and he calls out, "Come in." Roger enters pushing a cart laden with bread, cheese, sliced meat, assorted fruits, a carfe of wine and one of water.

"Thank you Roger. That will be all. Tell cook to prepare dinner for an hour later than usual please. I'll be occupied this afternoon."

"Yes m'Lord," he says giving a slight bow and looks at you hanging there before he leaves again and closes the door behind him.

Lord Montebank fills a glass from the carfe of wine, takes the gag from your mouth, then grips your hair with his free hand and pulls your head back until he can place the glass against your lower lip.

"Drink slave, but slowly. I don't wish you to be sick. You'll get more never fear. I don't starve what I own. That would be counter productive."

 

[katalynn]

~ Sylvanius

Kept my close, just hearing what was going on around me. Felt the gag being takened away, streching my jaw some before the glass was at the my lips, it was hard to drink with the stretch of my head being pulled back. Still managed to get some down slowly, choking on alittle at first as it's a shock. No one has given me wine, least the slavers never did. It did taste good at least. Tried to drink alittle faster, yet slowed down before I started choking again.

Not once looking at him, if I did he would see the tears for sure. And I wasn't about to give that to him yet. He's already gotten that pleasure on the way here each time I had a silent orgams while walking. I've been in pain before, this was just un real. Slowly started to block out the pain, making my mind go blank and my body numb. Almost like a medatative state of mind, yet I acted as if I was paying attention to him. Responding to his commands. For now. Hoping to get out of these restraints soon.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

Once the glass was emptied it was set down and he lifted a piece of fruit to her lips. It was chilled and felt cool against their softness. "Eat."

 

[katalynn]

~ Sylvanius

Why was he feeding me? this was not normal, well I'll get what I can, not wanting to obey him. Hunger was taking over at the slightest taste and feel of the fruit.

Was hesitanat at first, debating if I wanted to eat or not. Trying to not cave in to his every whim. More he taunted my lips with the fruit, my lips started to part aand taking a bite of it. Eating it slowly, keeping my eyes closed still. Body starting to get that tingling numbness to it, wasn't sure how much longer he was going to keep me like this. Tried to so hard to ignore my body and just eat. Getting somewhat used to the pain, enough that I can ignore, intensifying that meditative state of mind.

It was hard to swollow the bites, I kept eating for my hunger was worse than I had thought it was. Keeping silent and never looking at him.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

Once she'd had meat, cheese, bread and fruit he stopped feeding her and now that the water was hot used it and a cloth, along with good strong lye soap, to clean the scratches and scrapes on her knees.

Once they were clean he went to the closet again and returned with a bottle of denatured spirits. Some was soaked into the cloth and rubbed into the injuries to be sure they were very clean and wouldn't fester.

 

[katalynn]

I had to spit out the cheese, speaking for the first time, ONLY time.
"I can't eat cheese, It makes me sick." Short, sweet and simple.
Whether or not I get punished for speaking, or not calling him m'lord is a different story, but he had to know that at least if he was to actually care for me.

I fought not to flinch at any given time while he worked on my knees. It stung like crazy, at the same time feeling much better. Held my eyes tightly shut, mostly keeping the tears locked inside. Lowering my head purely from exhaustion, if it had been earlier I'd still be looking at him with anger filled eyes, keeping my head held high.

Not this time, this was the first time any of them had actually wore me down. You would think my body would be used to such things, he did things differently though. And now here he is being ......... pleasent?..... Feeding me, cleaning my wounds? He also didn't put the gag back on, which did feel good to get that thing off at least. Didn't need it on now, I wasn't going to make any sound anyway. Mentally blocking out everything around me, most of all the pain. Making me just hang there till he does what he does or releases me from these binds at least. There was something about this one, it was confusing me.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

When the slave spit out the cheese explaining it made her sick no comment was made, but she was given more of the meat, fruit and bread to make up for the loss of the cheese in her food intake.

Her meal over the crank was turned to lower her to waist level and he returns to the closet and comes back in a few moments with a length of cord in hand and a hair brush.

"You will hold your head as far back as you can while I brush and braid your hair slave. Fail to obey and you'll feel the back of the hair brush on your ass until you decide to obey and do as I've instructed," he says as he stands by your side.

 

[katalynn]

~ Sylvanius

Very reluctantly held up my head, painfully high like he had wanted. Brush and braid my hair? This is going to take awhile, hair was so long, I knew some of it had to be caught here and there with in the binds. Never even thought about that either till just now, it most likely was a mess as well. I didn't care about anything cept for my hair and my nails. Always took the best care of them that I could.

I have to admitt even though I hate being touched, it always felt good and calming when one played with my hair. No-one obvious knew that it was the only real way to calm me. Only reason I'm calm now is because I'm to tired to fight. He will soon find out what playing with my hair does. If he is gentle with it that is.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Lord Montebank:

He begins at the ends of your incredibly long and luxuriant hair and slowly works up toward your scalp. "We'll have to take extra care of this lovely hair slave. It looks so wonderful against your fair skin," he says as he brushes it over and over now able to do full length strokes as all of the snarls are gone.

He'd been careful not to let it become tangled in the straps or chains so that wasn't a problem and now he pulled it to help hold your head back as the brush was pulled throught it over and over again with long sensous strokes.

"Keep your head up. It's time to braid it now slave."

 

[katalynn]

It took alot to keep my head up, even more strength to keep from purring or moaning. giving any indication that I was loving this. After what seemed like forever fighting it, a low, what sounded like purrr, started to let up. I couldn't fight it anymore, he had found my weak point. He kept brushing and petting my hair, after so much I was purring like a kitten. Straining to keep my head up for more.