When she received the news, Audrey felt like she was floating on a cloud for days. After six months of being a personal assistant to multi-billionaire Mark Evans, she had been invited to be his representative at an exclusive auction. She had fantasized ever since she was a kid of attending one of the auctions of the ultra rich, clad in designer finery and being able to bid on things that she definitely did not need. And yet here she was, soon to be living out that fantasy in real life and she couldn’t wait for it.
A month later, Audrey exited the car and nodded to the man in a suit that held the door open for her. Wearing a long backless orange sheath dress that highlighted her body and high heeled sandals, her long brown hair was arrayed around her shoulders, and she carried a clutch in her hand containing her boss’s credit card and authorization to bid up to a hundred million dollars. A hundred million dollars! Dollar signs orbited her head as she was shown inside and almost stopped in her tracks as she was greeted by the sight of the auction house.
Well isolated a two hour drive away from her home, it was surrounded by deep forest, heavily armed security, and catered to the richest of society. Essentially a large mansion with open rooms, there were crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, beautiful artwork and architecture, as well as multiple display pedestals with glass cases containing various items up for auction. Security was everywhere within as well, even the rich had to be watched as they mingled in their expensive suits and beautiful dresses. Audrey looked in envy at some of the jewellery worn by women who glided by in tall heels, dresses that must cost thousands of dollars, and absolutely perfect skin and figures.
To Audrey’s surprise, several people came up to her over the next hour as she walked around inspecting items being put up for auction. They seemed to know who she represented and expressed interest in talking to her after the night, which sent her over the moon. She’d never felt so flattered despite how out of place she felt among the upper society of the city, but it was her chance and she was living out her fantasy so he figured she should drink in every moment of it.
After about an hour of mingling, a man in a suit emerged onto the stage and tapped the microphone to get everyone’s attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending tonight. Please take your seats, the auction is about to begin. The catalogues sent to you contain all of our items for auction tonight, along with a mystery grand item at the end of the night.”
There was some chattering about the mystery item as all the guests filed into the chairs arrayed in front of the stage. For the first few items, Audrey felt overwhelmed. Bidding was fast and furious and soon items went by one after another. A priceless relic from the Roman era found in the ruins of a temple. A glorious emerald and ruby necklace. Mediaeval era swords. Various antiques and jewellery. Audrey finally got involved in some of the bidding, and somehow won a diamond necklace that she thought would be good for Mark’s wife. She thought it should have been sold for more, but others seemed reluctant to bid against her and she secured it for 20 million. Satisfied with the win, she sat back and went back to browsing the catalogue about the other upcoming items. Getting to the later pages and wondering what the mystery item was, her attention was grabbed by a tap on her shoulder and she found one of the suited men standing behind her. “Ma’am, could you come with me please? We have to process the payment.”
Audrey was a little surprised given that she’d then miss some of the auction, but agreed and stood to follow the man. She noticed many of those around her were looking at her as she was led away but she dismissed it from her mind and followed the man down one of the halls away from the auction. She was wondering what was up for auction next when they stopped in front of a door. “Through here ma’am.”
He opened the door and Audrey stepped through, wondering why it was so dark inside when she was grabbed by someone hiding in the shadows behind the door frame. Freezing for a moment in shock before she started struggling, she felt a prick in her exposed shoulder and she saw a glimpse of a needle being set aside before everything went black.
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Audrey awoke sometime later, blinking awake as she realized she was now seated on the floor in a small room. She tried to move, only to realize that she was not able to move her arms or her legs. A chain tinkled as she tried to shift her body around and she could feel a hard rubber ball jammed into her mouth. Looking down at herself, she saw that her arms were strapped behind her back in a black leather armbinder, straps wrapped around her shoulders making sure she couldn’t shake it off. Leather cuffs were buckled around her ankles with a strap that went underneath the arch of her high heels, ensuring she could not remove her shoes and a short length of chain connected the cuffs to hobble her. A leather collar was buckled around her neck and the tinkle that she heard was the short chain padlocked to her collar chaining her to the wall.
She then caught sight of herself in the mirror in front of her and her heart stopped. The ballgag in her mouth was orange to match her dress, which was causing her to drool all over the front of her breasts and dress. She looked disheveled and terrified, given how it had gone from one of the best days of her life to helpless captivity. The room she was kept in had a large mirror along one wall, with the opposite wall containing multiple anchor points buried deep in the wall like the one that she was chained to. Audrey whimpered behind her gag. The brightly lit room really did look like it was a holding cell of some kind, and given her current position, it might be a holding cell for captive women.
The door opened, allowing a woman to walk through. Clad in leather pants, boots, and a tight black top, she wore a domino mask across her eyes which only highlighted how cruel the icy orbs seemed as she drank in the sight of the helpless girl. “Well I knew Evans had picked a pretty girl but he really outdid himself here I think.” She said with a predatory smile.
“Hmmmph?” Audrey asked, wondering what she was talking about.
“You see.” She said as she towered over her captive. “Mr. Evans contacted us to help fulfil one of his own fantasies. That fantasy being buying his own secretary in a slave auction against some other rich folks, and owning you for life.”
She bent down and grabbed Audrey’s breasts through the front of her dress. “That’s right.” She said as realization dawned in Audrey’s eyes. “You were sent here for one purpose, and that was to be put up for auction as a slave.”
“NMMMMMMPH!”
Audrey barely had time to even process this wild turn of events when there was a ping from the woman’s phone and her evil grin got even bigger. “Time for you to show your stuff, slave.”
She pulled a key out from behind her and unlocked the padlock keeping Audrey’s world to a three foot radius, before clipping a leash onto her collar. “Up.”
Audrey shook her head in response, knowing that getting up meant her life was over but it didn’t seem like she was going to get a choice. With a sigh, the woman pulled out a remote and thumbed a button and Audrey screamed as she felt electricity course through her body. The pain went on for about ten seconds before subsiding. “You’re wearing a shock collar. That was level one, I can raise it and keep going until you decide you’re going to behave.”
Whimpering behind her ballgag, Audrey shook her head in fear of more of the shocks and shakily rose to her feet, bracing against the wall with her bound arms to help her up. Shuffling forward a few inches at a time due to her hobble, she slowly followed the woman out of the room and down the hall towards the noise of the crowd. The stage was still brightly lit, although now the auctioneer was replaced with a woman in a black leather dress, long black gloves, and thigh high leather boots. She accepted Audrey’s leash before pulling her out into the spotlight. “Ladies and gentlemen, the prize item of the night, may I introduce Audrey Turner!”
There was a lot of jeering and shouting along with the cheers, and while she was blinded by the spotlights that blazed away at the stage, Audrey did see Mark in the front row, a huge smile on his face. “MMMMPH!” She cried out seeing him but she was reeled in quickly by the leash.
She had never been more embarrassed in her life. Heavily restrained, drooling from a kinky ballgag, her steps limited to a few inches at a time as she was dragged around by a collar and leash, her face was as red as ever. “With a beautiful body like this, how can you not want to own her?” The auctioneer continued, gripping Audrey’s dress with both hands and ripping it down the middle.
The expensive dress tore away, leaving her naked except for panties which were soon ripped off of her as well. “So, how much am I to bid for this beauty?”
The bids came in furiously. Audrey couldn’t believe that she was standing here being sold off like cattle, and at the same time couldn’t believe her ears as the bidding price rose from six to seven figures and kept climbing. “100 MILLION!”
The massive bid came from none other than Mark Evans. Voices quieted down and most of the bidders seemed reluctant to continue. “Any takers? 100 million? Going once? Going twice?”
Audrey felt her knees turn weak as she met Mark’s eyes. There was no warmth anymore, none of that caring boss that she had come to know over the past half a year. It was the smile of a predator who had its prize within its grasp, one who knew their fantasy was about to become reality, and she knew that she was going to serve this man for the rest of her life and it wouldn’t be by choice anymore. “SOLD!”