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Oh, Master, why are you doing this. You were opening up the bidding to anyone. Certainly it gave everyone an equal chance, but that included the men. You weren't going to share us with men anymore. What if Chen didn't win Janet? What if he didn't even want to bid on her, watch her sold like a piece of meat? Would he then bid on someone else, like Lisa or me? He'd fucked us before. Why wouldn't he want to fuck us again? What about me? Brianna could have anyone or anything. I suppose it would be tough to barter for my services, but there might be something she'd want they wouldn't normally give her. Maybe her slaves would give her their chips and she could buy us all. Not the worst thing which might happen, but Chen wouldn't get Janet, and if he did buy her, it was as red silk. She would have to fuck him, whether she was ready to or not. I sure hoped Master knew what he was doing, but if Lisa was sold to a man, what would he do? He promised to consider for a week if he was considering sharing us with a man again and that certainly wouldn't happen if she were sold tonight.
"Let me get this straight, Scott," Brianna said. "You're going to sell these slaves tonight and anyone with enough chips can buy them, man or woman, submissive or dominant?"
"That's correct," Master replied.
"I thought you weren't sharing your slaves with men anymore? Isn't that the reason they were forced to surrender their slavery the first time?"
"Yes, but look at all the people here. The odds of a man purchasing them is like one in five, a twenty percent chance. Those are pretty good odds. The women are much more likely to trade and swap with each other for chips. Dawn might be the only one who'd pool her chips with a guy."
"I take it then if your slaves are sold to someone else, regardless of who it might be, you won't renege and reclaim them?"
"Not until tomorrow morning. A deal is a deal."
Master. How well did you know these people? We were friends with them, but how well did you really know them? Even Zoe. She owed her allegiance to her Mistress, was going to share a child with Sam, loved having sex with your wife more than you. Everyone here was friends with each other longer than we've ever been in the picture. Sam was the father of several or all of the children. I wanted to scream "Omega" at the top of my lungs and end this insanity, but I couldn't do more than mumble behind my gag, and maybe it was the reason he gagged me; to keep me from doing that very thing.
"Very well," Brianna said. "Everyone who wishes to bid, collect your chips from Monique. Feel free to inspect the merchandise up for sale. We meet back here in an hour for the auction. Scott, if it's all the same to you, I'd like Zoe to be the auctioneer."
"I have no problem with Zoe selling the slaves," Master said.
For the next hour, I was poked and prodded like the slave property I was. Fingers tested my cunt, my ass, slapped my ass, pinched my tits, even inspected my teeth. I climaxed five or six times as my "slave heat" was tested, and I was hotter than a pistol. My helplessness doing as it usually did, ramping up my sex drive past the yellow caution to the red zone.
At one point, one of the fingers penetrating me was thicker than the female fingers which most penetrated me. I heard Sam discussing me with Marcia and Chantelle.
"Scott is right. This slave is prime meat," Sam said. "I don't know if I've ever felt a cunt as flooded as hers." He thrust a couple times and I climaxed again, moaning in despair. "Feel this, Chantelle. You could almost drink this from a cup."
A smaller finger slipped into me instead of Sam's thicker ones. "You're right. She's as wet as Marcia usually gets." Her finger moved from my cunt to my bum and inserted itself, wriggling around. "Tight ass, too. It hasn't been over used."
A tongue trailed up my slit. "Tasty too," Marcia said. "You should bid on her, Master."
"She's Brianna's for the night. She doesn't care for chips. She already has this one. Why would she give her up?"
"You could try offering her something, Monsieur," Chantelle said.
"She has everything she wants," Sam said. "What could I give her?"
"Think on it, Master," Marcia said. "You're a clever guy."
"I want her, Monsieur."
"We're far more likely to win this one," Sam said, moving down to Lisa, and I heard her moan as I had as she was tested. "Or the new slave," Sam said, moving past me to Janet and I felt the whole chin up bar shake as Janet orgasmed on his or someone else's fingers. "Don't you think breaking in a new slave would be kind of fun."
"She's not really a virgin," Chantelle said. "She's fucked before."
"But never as a slave," Sam said. "It's always different being fucked as a slave for the first time. You can't withhold anything from a Master. She's never cum as much as she will her first time as a slave."
Our apparatus was still shaking from Janet's orgasm. I was sure he was correct. She would cum and cum for her first Master.
At some point, Chen inspected us. "This is rather familiar," he said to me. "The first time I ever saw you as a slave was hanging from Scott's bondage furniture, suspended and gagged." He sucked on a nipple and I gasped behind my gag. It was the way he greeted me then, too. I felt my hips thrusting towards him, engaging my Shibari rope on my clit. I spasmed and he ran his finger through my slit. "I believe you were this wet then too. You had the Slave Trainer on and your fluids were running down your legs." His finger penetrated me. "Is this what you had in mind when you decided to sell my girlfriend's sexual services?" I shook my head no, frantically. I only wanted her to experience what it was like to be sold, and only to you, Chen, I wanted to say, but I could say nothing. He finger fucked me to another orgasm. Fuck!
He spent time with Lisa and she trembled through an orgasm, just as I did. He spent the most time with Janet and I heard her trying to scream behind her gag, but nothing intelligible came out, just gobbledygook. She was panting hard, and I suspected he was playing with her body as he played with ours and finally, I heard her moan as she orgasmed, another slave slut.
I could hear slaves playing and trading chips, promising things to acquire more. Lucia asked Dawn for her chips and she said, "Sure, I'm fucking Scott tonight, so I can't really use them for anything." Did that mean Master wouldn't be bidding? He had his fuck toy for the night? Neither Lisa or Janet would care if they were bought by Lucia. They'd already fucked her.
Brianna came by and tasted me. "I'm looking forward to spending the night with you, cupcake." At least it sounded as if I were safe.
At some point, Brianna called time. "Zoe is going to start the bidding now. You may continue to negotiate for chips as the bidding progresses, but you cannot bid what you do not possess. If you have twenty chips in your possession, that's your maximum bid. The bidding will start for slave Janet. Zoe begin."
Janet tried to speak again, but could do nothing over the ball gag. She was as helpless as Lisa and I were.
"You've all had a chance to inspect the merchandise and I know you all realize what a tasty slave this is," Zoe said. "She's wet and ready for love. Look at these lovely breasts, the sweet cradle of these hips. Scott tells me that other than sucking Chen's cock a few times, all this slave has been allowed to do is lick cunt, and Lucia, who's experienced it, says she is one sweet cunt licker. Not up to Monique's standards, but who is, really."
That got quite a few laughs. I was supposed to enjoy Monique's tongue tonight, so I suppose I'd find out. Rose and Slut were both quite good too. I wondered how Monique compared to them. Mistress Dark was quite demanding.
"What am I bid for this slave?"
Chen, dear boy, started with five chips, all he'd originally received. Had he managed to finagle more from someone? Would Master have given him his chips, since he was set for the night?
"Six," Lucia said. Good girl, though I was hoping she'd bid for Lisa instead.
"Seven," Brianna said. If Lucia got sold to Brianna, it wouldn't be so bad. We would be together and I could help calm her nerves."
"Eight," Master said. Why was he bidding against his friend, Chen?
"Nine," Master Sam bid. Did he want to break in a new slave, and what about all the rules he and Marcia had? Of course, she'd suggested he get me, so maybe the rules were flexible. I couldn't make heads or tails of what was going on.
"Ten," Chen said. So he had managed to acquire more chips, and wasn't out of the bidding yet, though now he'd bid the chips of two people. How many people could he have convinced to provide him with chips? He didn't know anyone here. Maybe he got someone to gamble. He was a good poker player.
"Eleven chips," Lucia said. She'd gotten chips from more than Dawn. Zoe said a lot of people liked her. Maybe several had pooled their chips. Being used by several women wouldn't kill Janet. Chen knew she was having sex with women, including me and Lisa.
"Twelve chips," Chen answered right back. He had chips from more than one other person.
"Thirteen," Sam responded. At the very least, he had the chips of himself and two slaves. He could go to fifteen for sure.
"Fourteen," Chen said.
There was silence. No one else was bidding.
"Fourteen chips or the equivalent of $280 to enjoy the services of this slave for one night. Going once, going twice..."
"Fifteen," Master said. What the fuck was he doing? Chen had won Janet! She was his. He was taking her away from one of his friends. This was the perfect scenario, even if Janet was going to be red silk. At least Chen would have her. What was the point of everything if Master was going to fuck her first? I wanted to scream. Except for the damn ball gag in my mouth, I would have. Bid again, Chen. Silence. Chen didn't have more than fifteen chips and Master bid it first.