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"One hundred, fifty," Regina said. "She's a superb cunt licker."
No one else had that kind of money so Master proclaimed Regina the winner again. I could see why Regina had wanted to play cards. She was going to wind up with more orgasms than anyone else in the group. Her husband would have the fewest; two at max.
"Now up for sale is Lisa's ass," Master said. "This is primo ass, folks. Highly enjoyable and you will be fucking her ass at the same time as Edward, another thick cock in her cunt at the same time as your cock is in her ass. What am I bid for this delectable derrière?"
Ron jumped in. "Thirty-two. It's all I have."
"Then you can't beat me," Rob said. "Fifty." It left him with about ten.
We all looked at Regina who still had at least a hundred left. "Why are you looking at me? She's already pleasing me with her mouth. I can't do both at the same time."
Good point. "Sold to Rob for fifty dollars," Master said. He collected the money bid for her and added it to her sack.
Master left Lisa hanging since I had no cuffs on. He told me to stand up straight and act like the slave slut I was. I was the last slave up for bid. All of the other slaves had been sold, taking up most of the money. Jerry had the most money left. He hadn't bid on anyone else since bidding on Gwen to drive my Master out of bidding for me. The second most belonged to Regina and the third to Master. Ron had more than anyone else, but he could be shut out of the bidding.
"Will you be serving all three bidders at once, or one at a time, slave?"
"All at once, Master."
"First up for bid is this slave's cunt," Master said. "Jerry, what's your bid?"
Jerry looked at the stack of chips still in front of Regina. It looked to be a hundred or more. Regina would be fucking Gwen's ass, Lisa's mouth and the only way he would guarantee she wasn't fucking my cunt was to bid more. "I'll bid it all, one hundred, eighty seven dollars," he said, "and worth it at twice the price."
I don't know how he could know that since he'd never fucked me, but I was happy he considered me worth his bid.
"Would you mind changing the order of the bids on this slaves two remaining holes?" Regina asked. "I'm mostly interested in her mouth."
"Not at all," Master said. "What am I bid for my wife's ass?"
"Twenty-three," Chen said, bidding the last of his funds.
"Thirty-two," Ron replied.
"I have more than that," Master said. "I'll bid fifty."
No one else was going to bid. No one but Regina had that kind of money and she wanted my mouth. I wouldn't get to be air tight after all. Ron knew it too. He was despondent.
"What am I bid for my slave's mouth?" Master asked. He expected Regina to say $33 and the bidding would be over.
"Thirty-one," she said.
Ron looked at her. I could see his wheels turning. He'd been cock blocked the whole night, and it was primarily due to his wife. She'd taken most of his money and left him on the outside looking in. He looked at her bid as one more way for her to stick the knife in. Make him bid again and then cut his legs out from under him. It would be consistent with their behavior all night.
"Thirty-two," Ron said.
"Do you want this slave to suck your cock, Ron?" Regina asked.
"You know I do," he said. "Bid again and get it over with."
"Do you know why I want this slaves mouth, Ron?"
"So you can keep it from me."
"No, that's merely an added benefit. I want her to lick my cunt because she's better at it than you are."
He gritted his teeth. "Fuck you, Regina."
"I wish you would, Ron."
"Just bid, you bitch."
Ouch. Watching their marriage disintegrate before our eyes was horrible. Everyone had a pained look on their faces like they wished they could be somewhere else instead of here, despite there being three naked slaves to fuck here and no where else.
"I'm willing to make a deal, Ron, if you want to hear it."
"I'll listen," he said, without much hope.
"If you agree to go to Mistress Dark's this weekend, both Saturday and Sunday and learn how to lick cunt as well as Scott's two slaves, I won't bid anymore."
"Will I be licking your cunt, dear?" Ron asked sarcastically.
"Who's cunt will he lick at Mistress Dark's, Scott?" Regina asked.
"Mistress Dark's and probably both of her female slaves," Master replied.
"There you go, Ron. Three fresh new cunts to play with, though I'm hoping you'll lick mine when you're done to see if you've made any improvement."
Ron didn't know how we'd been trained to lick cunt, the spankings, the exacting standards by which Mistress Dark wanted her cunt licked. But, as Regina said, he'd be with three other women and in the back of his mind, Ron could appreciate his wife was turning him loose on three other women outside his marriage. Maybe he'd get to fuck some of them too.
"I'll do it," Ron said.
"Julia's mouth sold for $32," Master said. I'd get to be airtight after all. He collected everyone's bid and placed it in my bag.
"All the slaves may cum without permission the rest of the night," Master said.
It was a good thing Master would be going first with Gwen, and she was doing one at a time, and doing me last. I knew he'd need at least some recovery time, before being ready to fuck again. Master shed his clothes. No point in fucking with them on. He was rock hard and he took Gwen from behind, sliding into her slick slit like nobody's business. She gasped, finally filled after an evening of overall arousal and a lot of frustration from the Slave Trainer. She was climaxing within four minutes.
"You're so fucking tight," Master moaned. "How can you be so tight?"
"Not enough use, Master," Gwen whimpered. "Not nearly enough."
He used all of her pussy, every inch of it with his wondrous long cock. Poor Gwen was squealing like a stuck pig, which she was except for the pig part. Now she knew how the Slave Trainer trained slaves; by turning us into sex craved, cock hungry, cum needy girls, of which she was now one. She orgasmed again. It didn't stop Master. He kept driving his cock into her, right through her spasms. He drove her into multiple orgasms, one on top of the other. Before Master shivered and delivered his load of cum into her, Gwen had been turned to a quivering puddle of slave.
"Before I start on Master Chen, sir, may I please have a drink of water?" Gwen asked.
"That's up to Chen," Master replied.
She looked at Chen, and he said she could. When she stood up, cum ran down her legs, some Master's, most her own. She had a glass of water, composing herself. When she returned, she got on her knees and lowered Chen's zipper. His cock sprang out like it was spring loaded. Chen had cum three times during the poker game, so I wondered how easy it would be for Gwen to extract another load. It took only eight minutes before Chen was grabbing the back of her head and burying his cock down her throat, thrusting madly. Perhaps I'd taken cock sucking lessons from the wrong person. Perhaps a woman who preferred cunt wasn't the way to go, though Master never complained.
Gwen looked at Regina. She removed her skirt and everyone could see her neatly trimmed bush. I wondered if Ron cared if Regina was showing her cunt to everyone. He wasn't looking at her. Regina put her strap-on in her cunt and fastened the straps.
"This thing vibrates, dear," she told Gwen. "We're both going to love it."
"Thank you, Mistress," Gwen said.
"Fifteen minutes you said, right?" Regina asked.
"Or until you cum, whichever is last."
"It won't take me that long to cum, I can guarantee it. Stand up and bend over the back of the couch, slave. I don't want to do this on my knees."
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