“Hello, Henry! Good to see you. How was the drive out here?” George said, opening the front door.
“Long.” Henry said, stepping into the large house. The house and its extensive grounds were a good hour’s drive out into the country.
“Well, I like my privacy,” George said with a grin, shutting the door. “Don’t want the wrong people coming around, sticking their noses into some of my private activities. One of the reasons Michael accepted my offer to host today’s little event here. Come, we’re about to start...” He gestured, leading his friend down a long hallway, decorated with landscape paintings.
“Have you ever been to one of Michael’s sales?” George asked, as they walked.  
Henry shook his head. “I’ve heard about them, but I could never get an invitation. I suppose I should thank you for sponsoring me?”
George nodded. “Me and Stannis, once I’d convinced him you were reliable enough to trust. That you wouldn’t have a change of conscience; or do something stupid and let one escape. It’ll be in here.” He opened a door and ushered Henry into a large drawing room.
A half dozen well-dressed men and two women were sitting on chairs, which had been turned to face one wall. A single door was positioned in the center of the wall. Standing beside it was a single young woman, dressed in a black suit. “Here you are, Henry.” George said, leading the younger man to an empty seat, between two of the other men. He took his own seat, nearby.
“I think we’re all here now, so I suppose we might as well start.” George said, glancing around the room. He nodded to the woman beside the door. She nodded back, opening the door and stepping through. A moment later, it opened again and a man, dressed in a similar black suit stepped out.
“Welcome, ladies and gentleman, to today’s auction. We have several items available today for your bidding pleasure.” Michael said, smiling at the seated men and women. “Starting with…” on cue, the door opened and his assistant stepped back out. In her hand was a short chain leash, connected to a collar which was locked around the throat of a naked young woman. “This lovely thing…”
Henry leaned forward, admiring the girl as she was led forward, past the seated group of men and women, so they could get a look at her. She was tall, thin, with long legs. Her light blonde hair was pulled up into a bun, her blue eyes were lowered, avoiding looking at the leering faces before her. As she passed by Henry, he noticed her wrists had been tied behind her back with rope. A rubber ballgag was clenched between her straight, white teeth.
After making her way past the potential buyers, the slave was brought to a halt, standing in front of them, beside Michael. He grinned, taking the leash while his assistant stepped back through the door. “This is Miss Ellen Heart, aged 28. 6’2”, 143 pounds. Formerly a secretary before her ‘change of occupation’. Her physical attributes should be apparent.” Michael grinned, reaching over to play with the captive woman’s naked breasts. She didn’t react, keeping her head bowed. “As you can see, she’s had obedience training, but nothing else. Starting bid is $15K.”
Almost immediately, a squat, stocky man in a brown suit raised his hand. One of the women raised her hand. “$20,000!” she called out. Almost immediately, another man raised her to $25K. Henry was tempted to bid on the girl, but the price quickly shot up to over $50,000. He sat back, watching the proceedings with interest, as the girl was finally sold to the woman for almost $75,000.
Along with the rest of the bidders, Henry clapped, politely, as the woman stepped forward. Michael handed her the leash. Tugging sharply on it, the older woman led her newly purchased slave away. Meanwhile, the slaver’s assistant appeared through the door, leading another captive girl on a leash.
“Next for your inspection is Miss Sally James.” Michael said, as the short, brunette girl was paraded in front of the bidders. “Age 22, 5’3” 132 pounds. Formerly a student of Green Hills College, business major. Has received the standard obedience training.” Michael said, taking her leash. “Starting bid will be $18K.”
Henry raised his hand. He grinned. He had a feeling she was right for him. His smile faded, as another man raised his hand. “$20,000.” He said, standing up.
“$22,000.” Henry quickly raised. The bidding was short, but quick, until finally, Henry raised it to $42,000. The other bidder shrugged. “Take her.” He said, waving. “I’ll save my money for other girls.”
Henry was grinning from ear to ear. Heart racing with excitement, he rose from his chair and stepped forward. Reaching into his pocket, Henry wrote out a check for $42,000 and handed it to Michael. Smiling, the slaver handed Henry the girl’s leash. “Enjoy her, sir.”
Tugging on the leash, Henry led his new purchase back to his seat. Grinning, he pulled the trembling girl onto his lap, enjoying the warmth of her naked body against his. He raised her head up, looking at her cute, round face. She gazed up at him, eyes wide, no doubt wondering what kind of master he’d be, kind or cruel?
Nearby, the next girl for slave was being led out, for inspection by the bidders, but Henry ignored her. He had his prize. He leaded forward. “You’re all mine now…” Henry whispered into his slave’s ear…