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Day Eight

AUCTION DAY - 8

Today was auction day for several other women, as well as myself. One of the
women that had arrived with me was already at auction. She sold for $19,550.00.
Another was a 'Life Choice'. And three more had been there for several weeks
before I got there. The next up was the 'Life Choice'. It auction lasted about
an hour. She sold at $21,225.00. There was some really big money being tossed
around today. My stomach knotted and twisted as the Mistress reach for me.

I was lead to a stage, and chained to the floor by my ankles. I looked out into
a darkened room. No one was there. How can they have an auction with no one
there to bid? I looked at a small camera. Several spotlights illuminated the
stage. I squinted and looked about the room. I could see two more cameras. At
the far end of the room was an LED billboard. Posted was my invoice number. I
had come to recognize it. I stood staring at the camera in front of me. It
pivoted. The lens protruded and readjusted. My eyes were adjusting to the
spotlights so I could see slightly better now.

The billboard flickered, $8000.00 appeared next to my invoice number. My heart
pounded in my chest. Some small fragment of misguided prided wanted to see an
outrageously large number... but I knew how utterly imperative it was to have a
reasonably small figure. No need to tempt the fates or Dan! $8500.00. I knew
that at least one Master would bid on me for his 'horse races'. I feared him
most because for him I was not a pleasurable possession but a profitable
purchase, and as such he would recover his price at my expense. $9000.00...
$9500.00... $11,000.00... $13,500.00.

My hands were cold and clammy. I was sweating large beads of sweat. My skin was
cold. My knees felt weak. My throat was parched this was not good, not good at
all! There was just too much money being bid. I feared for myself. My mind
yearned for my kids. My heart cried for faith in Dan.

The billboard had not changed from an even $16,000.00 in almost a full minute. I
heard someone behind me. Several of the Mistresses were dragging a kennel couch
toward me. The Head Mistress appeared from the dark.

"Remove the chastity belt and your plugs."

She unlocked the locks. I unbuckled and slipped the various leathers and toys
from my body. I felt more than just naked. After a week my body felt empty from
inside. My navel jewel glowed red in the light. My labia rings glimmered. And
though I was alone again I knew I was on display. Though I wished for some
particle of modesty I knew how utterly trite the very effort was. I stood
tall... and very still. I could hear cameras move, lenses focus and refocus. The
billboard flickered. My heart sank as it displayed $17,000.00. Dan would have a
very difficult time with these numbers. My trust began to falter. $18,500.00 it
paused again. I remembered the words of the Master from the horse ride... I
could earn that much back in six months. Then I heard to scratching pads of
Bud's paws coming across the stage floor. My heart sank deeper.

I knew what was expected of me. I scratched Bud's ears. He was very happy to see
me. We had not yet been together today. I had thought that this was do to the
auction. But I was wrong. It was for the purpose of the auction. I bent over the
couch for comfort. Bud sat awaiting my call. I gave the command to lick as I
patted my bottom. He approached giddily. His tongue felt good as it snaked along
my twat. After my first orgasm I gave another command. Bud mounted me from
behind. I looked at the billboard another number had appeared below mine,
$1200.00. My heart raced as Bud's paws found my back, then slipped down to my
hips. $19,000.00... $19,500.00... $19,750.00. Bud thrust several times before
find my twat. I closed my eyes. I was a goner. Dan would never hold out at over
twenty. I had who knows how many people watching me get fuck by this big black
Lab. I was filled with despair... Fuck It! I hunkered down to put on a show. I
really got into Bud's fucking and I let everyone know! If I was going to be
bought then someone was damned well going to pay a bundle. As Bud finished I
reached between my legs and found my clit. In moments I exploded into another
quivering orgasm. I could feel Bud turn his bottom to me. I turned to the
camera. I licked my lips with a dry tongue while fondling my visible breast. The
billboard fluttered to $25,750.00... $26,000.00...$26,250.00... Then paused...
and finally stopped at $26,550.00. Bud was at $1750.00. I waited and watched...
A large red SOLD flashed across the screen. I had been sold! Bud was gone too. I
knew that Dan could never pass up those dollars. My heart sank. I began to cry.
I would not see my husband and kids again for a long time. I could not hate Dan.
I was just heart broken.

The Head Mistress came and removed my shackles from the floor.

"Follow me."

I swiped my tears dry. She handed me a towel to clean up with. I obliged and
staggered after her. We entered a room just off the stage. This was where I had
been shackled and pierced just over a week ago.

"Well, Missy we don't see too many with a sales price like this. Lay down,
please."

The Doctor walked in as I lay there. I could feel cum oozing from my twat. I
really didn't care though. The head mistress began to strap my arms, legs, and
torso down tightly. What now? I couldn't move an inch. Breathing was a little
difficult. The man stroked his hand gently across my pubic mound. I lifted my
head to see what he was up to. Oh, God! I wished I hadn't looked.

The rod glowed red. Then it darkened to black. It smoked slightly. I could feel
the heat radiate from it when it was still several inches from my skin. It
seared deep into my flesh! My skin raged in burning pain... then nothing... then
only a burning aching. I felt two more red hot rods leave their mark before I
passed out. I had forgotten about being branded with the company marks and sales
price!

I awoke in my room. Salve attended the pain upon my mound. A Mistress attended
my needs. I hurt!

"Hold as still as you can. It will clear up substantially in the next day or
two."

I lay quietly.

"Can I have a glass of water?"

She stood to fetch it for me.

"How much was it? I have heard rumors... and the price will not be clear for a
week or so."

"$26,550.00. I think."

I struggled up right to sip my water.

"Wow. I was less than half that. And your husband has refused to settle... you
must be something real special."

"What? What was that about my husband?"

"He has refused to settle. Or at least that's the talk. But then they've got
till two more days to talk him into it."

My heart jumped at the news. Dan had held out for me! I was not someone else's
property. I was Dan's wife... and a mother to my kids. I began to sob with the
joy of the news. This was the first real hope I had in the past week that I
would soon be back home.



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