Sold! (closed)

[EroticTerra17]

"And this. Fine gentlemen. She is the last buy of the day."

I was pushed out onto the platform in front of everyone. I was nothing but a prize now, and I liked it.

My name is Sarah Hopkins. I'm 22 years old. I have dirty blonde hair that falls in curls over my shoulders and deep blue eyes. I have 36 d cups and a round ass but a slender body. I also have a vine tatoo thats starts at my neck and wraps around my arms, legs and body once.

I was sold into slavery when I was abducted a long time ago. The guy needed a slave, and he took me. He destroyed everything about me and everyone thought I was dead. He taught me everything about being a slave, and I did all of it. I loved it, but sometimes hated it.

Like now. I was being sold at a slave market. These men were old and dirty. And I wasn't ready for this. I wanted out, but I knew I couldn't.

The auctioneer kept talking about me as his two slaves tied me over a post. My arms were tied behind me on the post, and I'm on my knees with my legs spread out and tied. I'm wearing nothing, and I'm gagged. The guy kept talking about me, and I heard the whispers of everyone who were thinking about buying me.

"And look at this pussy. You won't find another one like it." He said, slapping my pussy and I moaned. He chuckled.

"And she's real good with everything you throw at her, including bondage and toys. She loves to be shown to friends and you can humiliate her any way you want." I looked around at the men.

"Dont forget. You get a complimentary collar and outfit for the lovely young lady. And don't forget to go buy our bondage and toys kiosk to get for the lady." He said, before starting the bidding.

(I need a guy who will bid a lot of money and win her. He takes her home and does anything he want with her. I like all kinds of bdsm and humiliation. If you want any ideas just PM me. PLEASE DO THIS IM DESPERATE)

 

[understated]

Eric watched the girl as she was tied to the post. He sat near the front of the room, not close enough that the girls would immediately notice him, but close enough that he could see their faces well enough to read them. Sadly, most of the offerings that day had that look of eager anticipation. They were thoroughly broken and would present no challenge whatsoever.

This last one, though. Not only was she a beautiful girl, but there was that subtle hint of disgust in her eye. She was proud, still, and that meant there was fun left to be had with her. The full tits and ass meant the wankers would run the bidding up, but that was fine with him. It gave him the chance to study her reaction, her pride in her desirability and her disdain for the men that were bidding on her. He wondered if it was her pride that made her previous Master sell her, or if he had done all he could with her.

When the bidding finally slowed down, and the auctioneer was about to declare the sale, he raised his hand. His credit was good, and the price didn't matter to him. A girl like this would more than make up for the expense. There were a few other bids, but most were ready to call it a day, and before too long the gavel fell and she was his. He did not let his smile touch his face as he spoke with an attendant about taking possession.

"No need to dress her," he said. "Just have her brought around back."

He walked out to the parking lot then and got in his truck. It was hot, so he turned the AC up, and listened to the radio a while. The slaves were brought out, one by one, and collected by their new owners. He watced her waiting, naked and kneeling beside the attendant in the hot sun. Five minutes passed since the last of the other slaves had been picked up. Then ten.

Then he put the truck in gear and pulled up beside her. There was a wire cage in the bed, and he unlocked the door and pointed. "Put her in there."

 

[EroticTerra17]

I hear the bidding, but keep my eyes close. These men are old, maybe in their fiftys. It was disgusting that they still had sexual desires.

I waited and wait, until finally the gavel hit and I was sold to my new master. The market was closed, and I was forced outside.

The slaves were being picked up now. I was blessed to still have my head of hai, fo some girls had their hair shaven off. my master said he loved me hair, and he didn't want anyone cutting it off.

After ten minutes or more of waiting in the hot sun, making me sweat, my new master drrove up. There was a wire cage in the back. And he said I was to go in there. I gasped. I didn't want to go in there. But I still had the gag in my mouth, and my arms were tied back. The slve driver picked me up and threw me into the cage, locking it and laughing. I sighed, rolling ove on my side. I didn't want to be here. But here i was. Could I make it?