Sold (Closed for Yeishia)

[LucianDevine]

The lights flared brightly, and the man in shackles lifted his head with a sigh. The room he was in was relatively nondescript, just a large circular room with shackles on each wall, and of course the shackles hanging from chains in the center of the large room. The bound man was naked from head to foot and bore signs of sustained abuse all over his body.

At the door meanwhile, Maria, the owner of the establishment in which all he was being kept, was leading a small group of chattering people. This man wasn't the only person Maria owned, and they'd all been brought together for what they all knew to be auction day.

The man's name had once been Gary, but as per his contract, his name had been stripped from him. He knew as well as every other slave owned by Maria, what the presence of such a group meant. It meant that today was auction day, and he was on display. As Maria and the group approached him, he turned his head away from them. To most this would seem a sign of respect, but Maria knew different. "Stand firm maggot!" Came the command, accompanied by the sharp snap of a riding crop hitting his chest. Gary put his feet on the floor, instead of hanging as he had been. He stood an impressive six feet six inches, and his bodily was heavily muscled through and through. His cock was similarly large, standing eleven inches long with a two inch girth when fully aroused. His head lifted to look Maria square in the eye. "Eyes on the floor!" Followed by another sharp snap to the same spot. His head lowered, despite the fact that he hadn't made a sound or flinched in the least. Maria's guests meanwhile had dispersed throughout the room, taking in the inventory and deciding whether or not to buy.

His deep and almost shining blue gaze stayed on the floor, even when people approached him. He didn't expect to be bought. He knew that his scars often dissuaded people. Many simply said that his body had taken too much abuse, and that he wasn't worth the money that was asked for him, even if he was well-trained.

It was not fear that gripped him, only a quiet understanding. His body told the tale that his mouth almost never spoke of. He had old wounds and scars all over his body, most especially on his back, which had been abused especially badly by somebody.

 

[yeishia]

Brianna was tired bone deep weary she had been without a mate for over a year without the essential component which would make her whole again; she needed a male but not just any male…a submissive male.

Brianna was in crisis, she had lost her partner of 5 years to a tragic accident during a scene, a small misstep which she felt could have been avoided, she had given him over to the charge of another despite her misgivings despite the tiny voice which insisted she was making a mistake. At what point did a Dominant need to prove to the word at large or at least her own community that what she brought to the table had value she thought for the umpteenth time feeling her temples beginning to throb.

It was a costly mistake that cost Stephan his life it had cost her a soul mate whom she dearly loved, it cost her self-esteem, it almost cost her life.

Brianna had known early on where her sexual proclivities lay and like the studious woman she was she explored her nature carefully. She supposed she fell into the realm of a sensual Dominant; she had no wish to feed her nature at the expense of another she fed off of the erotic primal undertones that were a part of each person’s basest nature

Limbo… two excruciating, agonizing years filled with self-loathing and reproach. It was time she began to live again!

Against her better judgement she had been persuaded by a friend to attend this small private auction hosted by Maria a woman she had no respect for, she was well known for her cruel and barbaric treatment of those under her care. Brianna had no real intention to purchase but to please her friend here she was here weaving in and out of the various raised dais where the various forms of merchandise were displayed. She had to admit they did have a nice selection of both male and female flesh as well as some very formidable looking contraptions. Why am I here? she asked herself again, you know you are not ready for this step. She scanned the room for a final time knowing she was about to make her excuses and leave.

Then she saw him…

They had him secluded off to one side almost as if they were hiding him, he was naked as was the norm but unlike the others he was heavily secured, both hands restrained by strong manacles which were fashioned to a wicked hook in the ceiling, Interesting , what were they hiding, why was he restrained in such a manner?

Brianna watched carefully from the shadows as Maria lead a group of prospective buyers in his direction instantly bristling at her treatment of what she could only assume was her property. She couldn’t help but notice his responses. Briana didn’t realize that she had been holding her breath until the group moved away no one appearing interested in his purchase. She exhaled slowly not fully understanding what drew her to him but instinctively knowing that this slave would be hers no matter the cost.

Slowly she approached drinking in the sight of the most beautiful body she had ever seen, perfection in every strong line of potent well developed masculinity. Brianna saw beyond his scars... he was beautiful to her eyes. She didn’t summon Maria back she didn’t want her rattling off her slickly rehearsed sales pitch, Brianna needed to find out about this male first hand. His head was down and remained so his longish darkly wavy hair obscuring the plains and valleys of his face. Brianna favored long hair she found it strangely exotic and most defiantly masculine despite this world of buzz cuts and shaven heads.

Slowly she walked around him a small finger reaching out to gently trace some of his many brutal scars, hers were hidden, his out in the open for all to see. At 5ft 6inches he still towered above her, at times such as this she almost wished she favored the high spiked heels most females wore. Brianna barely glanced at the huge appendage which hung like a sleeping predator between his muscled thighs it was larger than she favored but did not deter her from her mission.

Standing barely a foot from him she paused drinking in his essence, mmmmmm very nice indeed, he was totally primal, almost alpha male with undertones of something else; fear, resentment … surely not anger?

“What is your name.” she asked of him her dulcet tones much like a healing balm in the noisy crowded room as they washed over him making her presence known. “Why is it they keep you hidden here trust up like some wild and dangerous animal?”

When he raised his eyes she wagered he would be shocked by the woman he found standing before him, she certainly was not cut from the usual dominant mold nor was she dressed as such. No whip, no leather, no trappings whatsoever of the BDSM lifestyle. Brianna looked like she might have stepped from some woodland glade, however she was that which she proclaimed; it was clearly telegraphed in the way she held herself, it could be read in the bewitching eyes which would soon meet his.

Eyes which would hungrily devour his very soul proclaiming it hers before even another word was spoken between them…

 

[LucianDevine]

The man let out a soft sigh when Maria and her group finally moved on. He hadn't expected to be bought, mostly because he'd been here for more months than he knew, been through more auctions than he could count, and been taken and used by Maria more times than he cared to remember. Even when another person approached him, clearly female from the sound of her stride, he didn't lift his gaze. He didn't even flinch away from her while she traced her finger along his skin, even the scars that most tended to avoid. It wasn't until the woman finally spoke that his head lifted.

The sight that graced his blue eyes was anything but what he'd expected. His confusion shone clearly in his blue eyes as he looked her briefly up and down before finally lifting his gaze to meet hers. There was still no fear in his deep blue eyes. Neither was there anger, or even truly sadness. It was curiosity, plain and simple, that shone in his eyes.

How long the pair remained like that, eyes locked, Gary wasn't sure, but after some time, he finally spoke. "My name was stripped from me when I was given up to this place Ma'am. " The man said in a gentle baritone voice. "But I was called Gary. As for my bonds, they were a final gift from my latest Mistress, a final clause in my contract, much like the loss of my name."

Unlike he'd done with many of the other people who'd approached him, his gaze didn't lower from hers once he presumed she was done with him. He continued to look at her, actually wondering why she was here. She was clearly different from the majority of the people here, not the least of which was Maria. It didn't really matter in his case though. He'd struck up many a curiosity with people these past months, but the end result was always the same. He would watch others get purchased, and he would still be here, waiting for Maria to come and do as she desired with him later that night.

 

[yeishia]

The young Dominant watched as his head slowly lifted his candid eyes apprising her as she stool before him displaying the subtle confidence and sensuality that was inherently hers. Brianna simply did not need the bells and whistles of her trade. He wasn’t totally broken, she had feared the worse given the house from which he was being sold. She saw confusion which was to be expected she supposed. Humor shone clearly from her eyes as she met the clear blue of his.

She listened carefully to his measured responses to her questions missing nothing reading carefully the small nuances of things that remained unspoken. She wondered how long he had been with Maria and if she had left anything of his psyche intact for her to salvage.

She would find out;

Brianna remained silent merely raising herself up on tip toe to place her soft lips against his parched ones, her touch a light caress just the merest whisper, a small and sensual promise of what might be his. Her beautiful face still close to his she whispered softly, “Gary would you like a new home away from here, would you like to come home with me tonight?

Her exquisite eyes sought out his once more.

"Think carefully, could you serve one such as I ... faithfully, without reservation, withholding nothing?” Brianna asked this of him in all seriousness, while wondering how he would respond to her candid question. Time stood still as her startling Violet eyes devoured his almost as if searching the recesses of his innermost soul while she patiently awaited his response.

Finally stepping back she continued. ”Give me your answer Gary, tell me if I should summon Maria and arrange your purchase.”

 

[LucianDevine]

Gary was calm and relaxed in the face of this woman, even different as she was. He knew not what she intended for him, but he'd learned long ago how to take a beating, take one like few others in fact. So, even as he looked into the startlingly violet eyes of the woman before him, he bore no fear.

Of all the things Gary expected to happen when he woke up that morning, meeting a woman like this was certainly far from it. His breathing remained slow and steady, even as the woman made to lift herself onto her toes. He didn't move though, curious as to what she intended. The press of her lips though, soft and sensual in their caress, only heightened his curiosity. He heard her question, and when she backed off, he let his gaze find hers once more. His blue eyes were filled with curiosity and confusion. It wasn't every day that a domme asked him of his opinion, let alone about whether or not he actually wanted to be purchased.

Gary watched as the woman stepped back, confusion at her question still reflected in his gaze. He had heard it though, and his mind was working over all the possible meanings of it, including the possibility that it might be a trap, a trick set up by Maria. He swallowed hard though, and spoke.

"Truthfully ma'am, I have been here longer than I hoped I would be. I would like to be purchased, would like to find a place I can actually call home."

Despite his words, Gary knew he hadn't answered the woman's question properly. It was for that reason that he continued. "Yes ma'am. I can and will serve you to the best of my abilities, if you would have me." After he spoke, Gary lowered his head, not with shame, but with respect to this woman.