I hear the audience outside slowly growing as I try to calm my nerves, the feel of the air moving over my naked body making that difficult, my building humiliation and anticipation also making my cock strain in the chastity cage the organisers insisted on everyone wearing. It's all for charity, that's what I need to remind myself, the words repeating constantly in my head. For some fun I entered myself for sale as a slave in a kinky charity auction, in a few minutes an audience of people will be bidding on me, to have me as their slave for the night, they'll likely just want to tie me up and fuck me. It sounded like a fun idea at the time, plus I get to raise money for a good cause in the process, which is a great excuse to indulge in my desires, others go abroad or do marathons under the excuse of charity, so this isn't really any different, as I wait though the nerves are starting to kick in but the other side of me is still there, I just need to listen to it.
I hear the auctioneer greet the crowd and call out the first lot, I watch as another naked male is walked out, quickly followed by the loud noise of bidding before the bang of the gabble as he is sold and the next person, a woman this time is guided out and each of us waiting take a step forward, as if on a conveyer belt or a queue for the post office.
I watch as the person in front of me is sent out to be bid on, a rather large woman, she seemed friendly and has a nice smile. Unfortunately not many people seem to be bidding on her, quickly being sold to some sort of farmer for £350. I hope that I get a decent amount of bids, it would be embarrassing to have that happen, I'm not exactly the best looking one here myself, part of me feels sorry for her, I'm sure that she'd make for a fine slave, I guess not everyone in an auction is bidded on the most though, but she smiles as she is led away to her new owner, I guess just being sold is enough for her, someone sees her potential and values her and that is the most important thing to remember I suppose, at the end of the day it's not how many but the fact that s9meone wants you.
"Next up lot number 6." I feel a gentle hand on my arm as I'm guided onto the stage, my nervous legs shaking as I walk out and stand next to the auctioneer, on full display for all to see, feeling everyone in the audience carefully examining my body, deciding if they want to bid on me, to own me for the night.
"Starting bid is £100. This is a good slave, willing to do anything, as you can see on the bidding sheet he only has five limits, aside from death, drugs, vomit, STDs and permanent modifications, they're down for anything. You can fuck him, whore him out, use him as a painslut for stress relief, have him be your toilet, turn him into you pet or a work horse or put him in diapers and regress him to your child, this slave has plenty of options. He's kinky and in his bio stated that he loves bondage and being submissive. Don't miss out on this fantastic opportunity!" The sound of being described in such a way both humiliates and excites me, right now I'm nothing but an object. However some of those suggestions he made of what to do with me sound crazy, I didn't even think of half of them when filling out my limits and some of those things sound like they'd take longer than a day so why suggest them.
"100, to the gentleman." Slight relief flows over me, part of me was worried that I'd get no bids.
"150, to the wonderful lady."
"200, to the gentleman in the hat."
"250, to the gentleman over there." I can't help but smile slightly as the number grows, especially as two men end up in a bidding war for me.
"1500, any advance on 1500?" Not bad, lot 2 and 3 went for more, one a young woman, the other two women, who went for a fortune, lot 4 was another male, he went for £1000, lot 1 only went for £750, so out of the men I'm doing great, and so far 3rd highest overall, can't really complain.
"Going once! Going twice! Sold for £1500 to the gentleman over there!" And with the bang of their gabble mynfate is sealed, as I'm sold to the stranger. I feel a strange sense of pride and value at the knowledge that someone wants me enough to buy me, along with a tiny sense of fear and anticipation at meeting the stranger who brought me, I smile as I'm led off the stage, to be given to my new owner and master for the night, right now I'm his property, the thought making my cock strain in its cage, hopefully he'll unlock it.
I'm left to stand in a room with the other purchased slaves, each of us put aside like objects, awaiting our new owners. Each are stored slightly differently, I'm guessing depending on our bios and owners wishes. I'm cuffed to a ring on the wall, my arms held behind my as I stand, my body on full display, nearby I see the woman who was before me locked in a cramped cage like an animal, the guy before her is laying hogtied on the floor, his eyes wondering to the two women who were sold together, now tied up, forced to huge each other, well I say forced. The woman before them is hunging by her wrists, while the man who went out first is restrained in a way that forces him to kneel on the hard floor. The sight of how everyone is store both increases my fear and my arousal at the possibilities of how I'm to be treated. As the auction continues other sold slave enters, this one a man on all fours and led on a leash like a dog.
It's been a while, a few of the slaves have been collected, first was the woman in the cage, carried out by two farmhands, along with an overweight man who was also cahed, seemingly brought by the samw farmer, then the pair of women were taken by an older man who had a creepy look to him, the hogtied man was taken by a cruel looking woman and the puppy was taken by a young man, leaving just me, the woman hanging like meat, her face showing signs of discomfort at this point, and the kneeling man. I watch as another man is led into the room, he smiles at me as he walks over, his hands quickly exploring my body. I try to stay still as I allow my new owner to look over his purchase, the feel of his hands running over my exposed body makes me wish I'd not been locked into this damn chastity cage, part of me desperately wants him to fuck me so I can get some relief. He steps back and looks at me pleased with his purchase as I feel the cuffs around my wrists undo, freeing me from the wall.
"Kneel." I obediently do as I'm told, the rush of submission filling my body as I follow the commands of my new master.
"Good, you're an obedient slave."
"Yes sir."
"Are you going to do as I tell you? Do you swear to he my loyal slave? Do you submit to me completely and accept me as your master and rightful owner?" I look up at him, my eyes burning with lust and submission as I fall deep into my role as his slave.
"Yes sir, I do." As I say this one of the staff passes my master a heavy metal collar.
"Put this one and dedicate yourself to being my slave." I take the collar from him and move it towards my neck. He's taking this very seriously, I guess that he's really into roleplaying, anyone who didn't know would think this was a real enslavement, not just a one night thing, but I'm happy to play along and enjoy the moment and the evening. I close the cold, hard, metal collar around my neck, as it clicks shut, the band of steel feels tight around my throat, not enough to prevent breathing but enough to not forget that I'm wearing it. I hold my head up allowing for easier access as my master locks it in place, marking me as his owned property, protecting me from be stolen or resold, I am now his, a wave of pride washing over me as I the collar like marks me as his valued property. I watch as he clips on a leash and feel the tug of my collar as I'm pulled up to my feet.
"Shall we go home slave?" Now completely lost in the role in give a small playful smile, hopefully we'll have some fun when we get back home.
"Yes sir." I obediently follow behind my master as he leads me out on the leash, as we leave the building I feel both humiliated and proud as I'm walked passed other attendees of the auction, among them is the older man who brought the two women, he hadn't even left the building before using them, showing off his prize. Also amongst the crowd of people I see the man who was outbidded on me as he looks on jealously, which only fills me with more pride for my master and makes me want to show off more and reminds me of how much I am valued, with him having fought for me, willing to pay the most to have me.
As we leave the building the cool night air blows over me as I realise that I never collected my things, my clothes, wallet, ID and keys still inside.
"Master?" We keep walking, with my leash leaving me with no choice i obediently follow until we stop at his car.
"Yes slave?" I turn my head back to the the building, a worried feeling growing in the back of my mind.
"What about my things?" My master smiles amusingly at my question.
"Don't be silly slave. They gave them to me before I collected you, they're in the car." I give a revealed smile as I realise that I was worried about nothing, that makes sense.
"Sorry master, I was being silly, please forgive me?" I hope my stupidity hasn't ruined the moment or the night.
"It's fine slave, now let's get home, I want to play with my new toy." I happily climb into his car as he holds the door open, as I sit he straps my seat belt on me and taking my left hand snaps a handcuff around my wrist, cuffing the other end to the car door before closing it. I playfully tug on my cuffs as he climbs in the other side and quickly starts the engine.
"Why don't you give me some entertainment while we drive." I lean over slightly, my cuffed hand not allowing much movement, and reach out my free hand and undo his trousers, I slide my hand inside his underwear and teasingly rub his cock before gently pulling it out and begin to stroke it as we begin our journey to his place.
As his car pulls up his cock is rock hard in my hand and mine is painfully straining inside the cage, my mind now desperate for him to fuck me. As the engine stops he gently removes my hand from his crotch and puts his cock away, it's bulge visible as is pushes against his clothing as if it will burst out at any moment. As if my master is just as eager as I am he quickly gets out and opens my door and uncuffs and undoes my seat belt. Pulling on my leash he pulls me out of the car, turning me around I face the car as my arms are forced behind my back and my wrists locked together by the cuffs before being turned around again and guided into his unfamiliar home, immediately taking me to his bedroom.
I stand and watch in anticipation as he removes his clothes, his still hard cock spring to life as it is freed. I make a small cry of surprise as I'm shoved onto the bed and feeling his warm body onto of me I gasp as he impatiently slams his cock painfully into my ass and begins to roughly fuck me. My groans of pain quickly becoming longong moans as my cock is crushed and I'm slowly brought to the edge, my hips moving in time with his thrusts, pushing him deeper, as he fucks me harder I'm pulled up by my bound wrists, arching my back as he pounds me mercilessly, my imprisoned cock swinging with each thrust. As I hear him groan, his warm breath on the back of my neck, and feel him cum deep inside my, I moan as I'm brought over the edge in a body shaking orgasm, my cum shooting out of my chastity cage.
Lost in bliss I limply fall to the bed as my master let's go of my cuffs, not caring as I land in my own cum, or as his hard cock pushes against my lips, still lost in the moment I mindlessly open my mouth and take his cock, my senses immediately filling with the taste of his cum and my ass, both turning me on, building new frustration inside as my cock tries to come to life once again, as my tongue explores and cleans my master's cock. As I clean ibfeelnhis cock harden once more and he begins to slowly move hlback and forth, sliding his cock deeper into my mouth, his hand holds the back of my head as he starts thrusting, pushing further into my throat with each thrust, his cock choking me as it blocks air from my lungs and I gag and flail my cuffed arms uselessly as he continues to fuck my face uncaringly, quickly cumming down my helpless throat and filling my mouth, with no choice I swallow down his cum and breath hard, desperately taking greedy breaths of air as inrecover, my mind somehow aroused by my mouth being used like a cumdump.
As I lay on the bed exhausted and leaking cum from both ends, I give no resistance as I feel the metal cuffs around my ankles and as my legs are brought uncomfortably far back to my wrists and the two cuffs are locked together, leaving my back painfully arched. I fall onto my side as I struggle against my restraints, my moans quickly muffled by the large ring gag shoved into my mouth. As I roll around on one side of the bed my master slides under the covers and turns of the lights.
"Night slave." I moan back in response as he quickly falls asleep, leaving me in my uncomfortable bondage.
I moan tiredly, my back painfully complaining as I wait for my master to wake up, hopefully to release me from my hogtie. I moan in relief as I see him wake, turning he sees me and smiles, pulling back the covers to show his morning wood.
"Morning slave, I have your breakfast ready." Understanding what he wants and that pleasing him is my best way out of my bondage I wiggle my way down the bed and over to his crotch and slide his cock into my gagged mouth and begin moving my head back and forth, my efforts quickly rewarding me with my breakfast of warm cum. Swallowing I roll away and give my master a pleading moan, hoping to be freed from my painful hogtie. I watch as he slowly gets out of bed and walks round to me, I moan as his hands caress my helpless body, and sigh in relief as my legs are unhooked from my wrists and flop ungracefully to the bed as my back tries to straighten as mu muscles complain and spasm.
Any rest is prevented as I'm gently guided off the bed and over to a cage, feeling a gentle push I lower myself to the floor and awkwardly climb into the small cage, only big enough to kneel in. As it slams shut and locks I see my master smile at me.
"You were definitely a good purchase, I'm so glad to have my own slave living here with me, well until I get bored of you and put you to work on the streets like my previous other slaves. See you later slave." What did he mean? This was only supposed to be for one night. I pull on my restraints and try to tell him through my gag but nothing coherent comes out.
"Don't worry slave I won't be long, then we can have some more fun." At this he turns and leaves the room, leaving me alone, trapped in this small cage, like an object stored between uses, as I realise my fate, my cock strains in its cage as I contemplate my future, a future as a slave.
Epilogue:
I smile as I count up the money made from the auction. The last buyer as finally collected is purchase, the poor woman had been hanging there for hours, although knowing that customer she's in for a lot worse as his personal painslut. I do wish that he would he more prompt with his pick up, he has plenty of time to torture her later, I have a business to run, still he's a consistent customer, as are some of the others, I'll have to try out lot 6 when his owner finally gets bored of him and pimps him out, he'll be well trained by then, plus thw money I spend will only come back to me when I sell him a new slave. I'll probably also see the farmer aga8n, he always needs new livestock and that creepy old man does love his herem, I'm sure he'll get bored of his two new playthings eventually. We even had several new customers, business has never been better.
I can't believe how many kinky suckers fall for this whole charity auction front. No matter how many we enslave this way they just keep on coming, from all walks of life, this year one even brought a friend along with them to be enslaved together, and of course they never tell anyone where they are going or what they're doing, so no one every finds them, or if they do it's never traced back to here. This operation is far better than the old ways, this way the merchandise comes to us willingly and we give them what they really want and make money in the process. All this on top of the regular income from the legitimate auctions we run, as well amd other less legal auctions, I'm making more money than ever before.
I lean back tired after a long days work, tomorrow ads will go out on all the kinky social sites and groups, once again looking for subs who want to indulge in their fantasies while feeling good about it by giving to charity, the stock will quickly replenish itself and I'll be busy selling more at another auction next month.
My cock grows hard as I think of the people who unknowingly sold themselves into slavery, picturing them as they realise their fates, the poor woman as she screams in pain, the two friends as they are forced the pleasure the creepy old man, the male pup forever reduced to an animal begging for food and his owners attention, the large male and female who will live out their lives as farm animals, the man who will suffer atbthe hards of a cruel and strict mistress, the sex slave who will be trained and used for a year and then pimped out for the rest of their life, used to make other person money. Maybe I should get one of my slaves to come to my office, most of the staff here are, all the ones who handle the wannabe slaves during the auction are. I'll call for my favourite, he failed to be brought at the first ever auction and I promised to buy him, he's be a loyal and grateful slave ever since.