Auction Time Pt. 01

Auction Time - Part 1 - slave girl sara

Me, last Thursday, really.

Thursday 21st March, at breakfast, I was told to go and get Marc`s medium rattan. That could only mean I was to be given his mark before I was loaned or swapped. I kissed it and gave him his cane; he never asked me to kiss it, but I saw it in a movie and liked the sentiment. I stripped naked and waited for instructions.

"Touch your toes sweetheart."

"Yes Sir."

He tapped my sit spot a few times then: Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack, Whoosh Crack.

I cried as I always did, not only from pain, as the medium cane really stings, but in submission to Marc. He came to the front of me and offered his lovely cock which I slurped in. He wiped the tears from my eyes and cheeks as he moved slowly in and out then into my inner cheeks as he grew and grew.

With me bent over, hands on my knees, it meant he wanted to fuck my face. I knew that he knew that I knew I was begging to be fucked. But that is the way of a good Dom or Sir and his relationship with his slave.

He eventually went down my throat as far as he could. Once he'd had enough he eased back, fucked me harder and cum and cum in my mouth and throat. Unusually for him, he kept on fucking as his cock slackened the pulled out so I could collect his drops.

He sat back down to drink his coffee and his dad came in.

"Are you two ready? Oh, not quite I see, maybe sara needs a redder bottom Marc."

"Yes Sir, probably, would you like to oblige?"

"Would you like your father-in-law to spank you sara?"

We all know I could only give one answer!

"Oh yes please Sir."

Imagine the scene, Marc sat at the table drinking his coffee and his dad sat opposite on a pulled out, chair spanking his girl's bottom, hard, me.

"That`s better sara, you now look the part."

I nodded as I was crying again.

"Under the table and thank my dad sara."

"Yes Sir."

He is thicker than Mark, but not as long, and he adores a good sucking, which with both hands free is what he got.

"Go for a shower sara and pack an overnight bag, back down here in less than ten minutes or you will be showing an extra five stripes."

I ran upstairs but waited on the landing and listened for clues.

"You are too lenient with her Marc, you saw how I used to deal with your mother, she should get at least ten cuts. Next time she stays over at ours she will get more."

"She only has a small bottom dad."

"Admittedly, but she has a back and a front, cane those, may make her tits grow."

"Yes Sir, good point."

"Why would you arrange to auction her on a Thursday when you know I like to belt and fuck her on a Friday?"

I ran to get ready, I skipped the shower and quickly got dressed, just a teeny pair of knickers my Lycra figure hugging leggings and a jumper. My trusty rucksack already had everything I needed for a few nights away-day. I was back downstairs as quick as I could and into Sir`s arms.

"Good Girl! Right dad, ready when you are."

"Let`s go."

His dad dropped us off at the Three Tuns Hotel, a place I had visited a few times with Marc, but never left with him. Erm let me think, why ever would I be coming here?

"I will pop round in the morning to see what you end up with Son."

"And no doubt wants to have a go on her Sir?"

"Of course, son."

Not sure how I felt about that, I could refuse to go in, be beaten, be in the doghouse for weeks and sent for a Disciplinarian visit, again, no thanks! Or accept my fate, but my fate has me tingling even now, I bloody love being auctioned.

We stopped just outside the door.

"Lift your jumper, let's have these two lazy nipples stood to attention."

"Yes Sir."

"Ahh, too late, you hate these events so much don`t you sara?"

He stretched my Lycra waist and fingered me and licked his fingers.

"You are so predictable sara brown."

We went into the foyer and walked down the corridor to the room where we all met.

Marc pulled me into the disabled cubicle.

"Get in position sara."

I pulled down my pants, lifted my jumper up, and with my hands above my head held onto the coat hook to receive my best fucking ever. I howled like a wolf.

"Thank you Sir, that too was delish and my best doing, ever. I do love you Sir."

"As I worship you too slave girl. These next few days may see you out of your comfort zone but it's things you need to learn to be a good slave."

"Will I be hurt Sir?"

"Almost certainly but you know you can always say, STOP."

"I won`t Sir, I will do it for you."

"A tip hon, if it hurts cry and scream or it will get much worse. Did you shiver then?"

"Yes Sir, but more a 'tingle below' shiver."

"Looks like I will have to fuck you again, turn round and face the door, are you holding tight?"

"Yes Sir, really tight."

He pushed his wet cock into my pussy, then fucked my spanked and caned bottom so hard, with one hand on a nipple and the other on my clitty, I was so glad I hung on tight.

"That young lady was called a good back and front fucking, what do you say?"

"Thank you Sir, still love you heaps."

I washed in the sink, best I could, straightened my clothes. I held Sir`s cock while he had a pee, then we joined some of the others in the hall.

"You may go and mingle sara."

"Thank you Sir."

What Sir meant was run along so I could chat to my friends, which I was happy to do. When everyone had arrived, we subs and slaves were taken to a back room by the organiser and told to strip naked, one of my favourite times. It took me seconds, which gave me a chance to view the other naked bodies, ten girls and two boys.

One young man`s cock was pretty small so would be ideal for breaking the virginity of young ladies. The other was a very good size with a lovely, long, wrinkled ball sack. Both were being wanked by the girls, so I joined the queue.

I knelt, folded my hands behind my back and licked his clean-shaven cock, it felt a little strange so pulled off.

"It`s ok, Miss caned my cock this morning for cumming too soon, she likes to do it weekly, I think the bruising rubs inside her."

"Let`s See."

I turned around and bent over so he could begin to fuck me.

"Mmmm nice."

Crackkkk. He was given a cane stripe.

"Stay down and brace sara."

"Yes Sir."

I got a huge SLAP.

"You all know the rules, no fucking until after the inspection, anyone else will be caned and chucked out of the auction."

"Sorry Sir, I was not thinking."

"Get in line."

We all lined up, and as before had a number written on our tits and bottoms. I was number three, as he reached the two boys at the end he numbered them then wanked them.

"Hanging cocks for the inspection, not sticky out ones."

Both cum.

"Lick it up boys, you his and his yours."

The boys knelt and licked.

"Now boys and girls, go through that door and position yourselves, kneeling, hands on head and in the chicken wing position sticking out your tits. Number three, you will have to push the hardest with your tiny titties."

"Yes Sir."

This really was my favourite time, being looked at, judged against others, and poked, prodded and squeezed. There was a good crowd of Mistresses and Sirs, not all could buy, but all could examine.

This was the first time a sub could be instructed to kneel on the floor to test a Sir`s size, I loved that too. Also, length of tongues were being checked for pussy fucking and rimming.

A young man seemed particularly keen on me, he fingered and nudged my clit like an expert. I could see his sub looking at me but a big cock down her throat soon distracted her. He was very touchy-feely, and I think he had taken to me. I was put back on my knees and he gave me a cum.

I saw Marc examining three really big-titted girls, I felt so proud that I was a part of him being enabled to fuck one for the next day or so.

"Ever been whipped number three?"

"Not really Sir, an open belt maybe and the odd time when I was being trained."

"Would you like the feel of a bull whip striking your back then curling round your naked body and hitting your nipple."

"I don`t know Sir."

"On the floor three see if you can take a big black cock."

I knelt to take it out of his trousers and the answer was a definite no, he was far too thick.

"Thanks for trying honey."

"You are very welcome Sir, good luck."

A rough voice from behind.

"Do you like being fucked up your arse skinny number three?"

"If it pleases Sir, yes."

"Do you need a good fucking right here and now"

"Yes please Sir."

"Well, you will have to wait until I sell you slave."

"Still love you Sir."

"Love you too sara."

"Ever pulled a cart three?"

"Yes and no Sir, I went for pony training and was not strong enough."

"Shame, I adore your teeny tits and nipples."

"Sorry Sir, hope you find someone."

The two-hour inspection was over and back to the waiting room, I had first dibs on the big, cocked slave. He did not disappoint me.

Everyone who took a sub for sale could buy a new sub, unless they did not want to. If that were so then other approved buyers were allowed to bid for those not taken. In today`s auction three subs were spare for one reason or another.

The bidding was obviously over, and the compere began calling out numbers, I was third out.

"Number three."

"Here Sir."

"Good girl, you are going with a gentleman."

"Sara?"

"Yes Sir, here."

"We will go to my room here in the hotel before I take you home to share. I want to see exactly what I have donated for, is that ok?"

"Yes of course Sir."

We got to his room on the ninth floor.

"Wait here."

"Yes Sir."

"Let`s get you undressed."

Off came my Lycra pants and knickers, then my jumper.

"No bra lady?"

"No Sir, sorry."

"Turn round, bottom out."