“Let’s start the bidding at 10,000!” the leader announced. “Do I have 10,000?”
“11,000!” called a male voice. Charlie looked into the audience with fear.
“Do I have 11,500?” said the leader.
“12,000!” called a female voice. The friends were shocked to hear a woman out in the crowd. Who were these insane people? Were they really trying to sell Charlie to the highest bidder? Addison closed her eyes tightly, praying that everything the was occurring to her was nothing but a horrible dream.
“I’ll give you 15,000 for the boy,” said a pack-a-day smoker’s voice from the back of the room, “The kid knows how to fuck.”
“15,000 going once,” said the leader “Twice...Sold! To the beautiful woman in the back, there.”
Applause erupted through the audience, and Charlie cast a terrified look back at his friends. What was going on?
“Gentlemen, if you would bring this boy to the processing chamber, we can move on with the auction. Congratulations, ma’am! This is a fine selection, indeed.”
The gunmen closed ranks on Charlie, taking him by either arm. He began to thrash against them.
“Let go of me!” he screamed, as they dragged him away.
“Charlie!” Addison cried, lurched toward him. She lost her balance, tripping on her chains, and fell forward onto the stage, landing hard upon her head. She rolled over, the world fading to white around her. Grayson hurried to her, leaning over her with tears in his eyes. In her shattered state, she couldn’t even turn to watch Charlie be pulled away. She dissolved into hysterical tears, lying there naked on the stage. Charlie being carried off was like a portion of her body being severed from her. She halfway wished that she would die there where she lay, suffer a heart attack or a stroke, anything to escape this horrible place.
But she knew that she wouldn’t be so lucky. This wouldn’t be over until they were all bought a paid for. And that, Addison suspected, would only be the beginning of the horror.
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The following is an excerpt from the next episode in the Bound and Sold series: Sex Slave Auction Part 2
Addison realizes she is doomed to meet the same end as her friends, she's to be sold to the highest bidder at an underground sex slave auction. One of her friends is not so fortunate to make it to auction. Her number is up now, and the bids are driving higher and higher. How sadistic will her new master be? And what will she have to do to stay alive?
Read on for a small taste of what's inside:
“Adorable,” the leader sneered, “Now would you please fuck this girl while we’re all still breathing? Come on, Grayson. Get moving.”
Grayson stepped down from his platform as the audience cheered wildly. He knelt behind Addison and rested his hands on her quivering flanks. She peered up into his eyes, and saw that he had set his jaw in an expression of steely resolve.
“I’m sorry,” he said to her, hardening his eyes as he must.
“Don’t worry,” Addison said, “We’ll get through it together. Just narrow your focus down to me, or you’ll never be able to go through with it. Trust me. It will be fine.”
Grayson nodded, trained his eyes on Addison. As if in a trance, he began to move his fingers up toward her tits. As they brushed against her skin, her nipples stood up, pert and erect. His hands circled her tender breasts with a delicacy she never would have guessed Grayson possessed.
“Very good,” said the leader. Grayson jerked his head toward the sound, losing his concentration.
“Hey!” Addison said sharply. Grayson brought his eyes back down to her, “Ignore him. Only think of me. Only think of how good it’s going to feel to fuck me after all these years.”
She was using every weapon in her arsenal, and their lives depended on it. She saw a streak of hunger surge through Grayson’s eyes, and he wrapped his hands back around her breasts without flinching. She moaned as he kneaded the soft mounds of her tits, rolled his fingers around her hard nipples. Addison arched her back as he pinched he tender nipples, sending little tendrils of pleasureful pain dancing through her body.
Leaning back toward him, Addison ground her ass into his crotch as he fondled her dangling breasts. She could feel the bulge in the front of his pants begin to harden, stretching at the fabric in which they were encased. He wanted her, in that moment, no matter what the circumstances. Their lovemaking was rich and forbidden in so many ways that Addison felt herself become more than amendable, but excited for it.
What the fuck is the matter with me? She thought for a moment. But Grayson moved his fingers quickly along her body, erasing any second thoughts she was having. She could feel his hot breath on her back as he forgot his surroundings. The firm press of his cock into her ass sent an army of goose pimples dancing across Addison’s pale white skin. She’d always secretly wondered what Grayson would be like.
He pushed aside the thin swatch of fabric covering her pussy and drew in a sharp breath as he realized that she was already wet.
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