CHARLES LOVES HER TOO MUCH TO DENY ROSE OF HER FANTASY
Rose’s Ultimate Fantasy Is To Be Sold In A Sex Slave Auction
BDSM | SLAVE AUCTION | BONDAGE | WISH GRANTING
[WARNING — THIS IS A ZATANNA DARK NON-CON / DUB-CON STORY! — YOU HAVE BEEN OFFICIALLY WARNED!]
Charles asks, “Are you scared Rose? Or are you more excited than you’ve ever been in your whole life? Can you hear the auctioneer chant coming from the next room and everyone bidding?”
Rose is both scared and excited, plus much, much more. Her heart is pounding, her head is spinning, her butterflies are flapping so hard, and she’s gushing in her panties!
“I wonder if the lucky winner of you, will be forcing you to give daily oral, lending you out to their friends, or finally deal with your virgin asshole?”
With her eye’s wide, she yanks for the hundredth time on the ropes that have yet to budge, while giving him an angry while excited grunt.
“You can’t get loose, Rose. This is your life long fantasy, and I love you so much, that I’m willing to finally make it happen for you. I made sure you can’t change your mind. Now, let’s do a panty check.”
She tries to twist and pull away, but Charles’s fingers still find their way down the front of her tight black panties.
“Holy Fuck, Rose! You weren’t kidding! Any other woman about to be sold into sexual slavery forever would be scared shitless. Not you! You want this to happen.”
Rose shakes her head and grunts into her rope bit gag. Outwardly she’s fighting this with every ounce of energy she has left, while on the inside, she can’t wait to be pulled helplessly onto middle stage.
For her bound and mostly naked body to be put on display to a room full of rich and horny men and women, about to fight to make her their property! She is shaking and more nervous than ever!
Grabbing her firm ass, her husband says, “I have to admit, I am truly going to miss you, Rose. But since you’re told me so many times, that, this is your wish, I could never live with myself if I held you back from living your dreams.”
She can’t tell what’s exciting her the most? The idea of actually being sold to a stranger, or the way her husband is discussing what’s about to happen and why he’s doing this to her?
Coming from the other side of the curtain, “SOLD! To number 372! We’ll get her boxed up and in your van, before you leave.”
The curtain in front of Rose his pulled open by two of the many handlers at the slave auction. A third grabs the rope connected to her arms, and pulls her forward. She turns back to her husband, who simply says, “I will love you forever, Rose.”
“NEXT ON THE BLOCK! A redheaded beauty with her extra tight virgin asshole included! Her name is Rose, and her lifelong wish has been to be sold at a sex slave auction! Let’s all grant her that wish!”
Everyone in the audience perks up, as the mummers and cross-chatting starts in earnest…
“I’ll fix that virgin asshole problem, the second I unbox the bitch back home!”
“Hey! Show a little respect, she’s a human being. Can we get to buying her now?”
“Do we know if she likes women? Is she any good at cunnilingous?”
The auctioneer looks over to Charles, who returns a shoulder shrug.
He turns back to the blonde with the questions and replies, “We don’t know, but I’m sure if there’s anyone here today who could teach her, it’d be you.”
“Bet your ball sack it would be me! Let’s get bidding on her, I’ve got an itch that needs some tonguing!”
Rose can’t believe this is happening, as her arms are raised above her, and her body is turned and bent in every direction, to show her flexibility to the bidders. As soon as she’s ass out and bent over, several questions are yelled from the audience.
“Why isn’t she in a thong? I can’t fully see her ass cheeks! How do we know it’s not marked up? I want a fresh and smooth ass!”
With her still bent over, the auctioneer grabs the back of her panties, and pulls them up and into a thong. The pressure on Rose’s pussy sends her over the top, causing her to convulse and orgasm hard. Her whole body shakes as she loses the ability to stand.
Everyone in the audience and on stage claps and hollers at the unplanned show Rose is giving them. One bidder screams, “You weren’t kidding! This one wants this! Do that again, and I’ll start at $100,000.”
The auctioneer nods to the handlers, who help Rose to her feet, bend her over and yank a second time on her panties, sending her immediately into a second even more intense orgasm. She jerks and spasms so wildly, they have trouble keeping her under control.
“Make that $200,000!”
“Bidding hasn’t started yet, number 89. So just hold on.”
Rose’s sweat covered body is positioned against the wooden post, and her arms are bound above her head. She is staring out at the excited bidders, one of who will soon own her forever. Looking back toward Charles, she sees only an empty spot. He has left her alone to live her fantasy.
Her rope bit gag can no longer hold all the moisture, so her saliva is now dripping off her chin, and down the front of her bra. The handlers spread her legs apart, to strap them into ankle restraints on a lower cross beam.
“How about her tits? Can we see her nipples?”
“What about her pussy? Is she shaved?”
The auctioneer once again, nods to the handlers, who proceed to cut and remove both her panties and bra. Her nipples are fully erect and her pussy is shaved and fighting the need to shiver, as her wetness evaporates from the spotlights.
“Ok! That’s all the more you’re getting. The auction of this fine Rose, is beginning!”
Rose questions the comment, all the more you’re getting? What more of her could possibly be put on display? She’s bound naked on stage, with her legs spread, while being spotlighted from two corners of the hall.
Her mind is in overdrive, as the auctioneer chants for the sale her body into sexual slavery rambles into just one long incoherent mumble. Numbers are flying from the bidders and she’s quickly valued for over a million dollars and climbing!
She is wildly air humping as everyone in the audience goes quiet, and even the auctioneer’s ramble slows and stops. All eyes are on her hips, thighs, and pussy, as she begs to be touched.
Another nod, and one of the handlers cautiously approaches, to offer his fingers to her swollen clitoris. He holds them in place as her eyes pop wide. Like a cat that hasn’t eaten in days, Rose uses every muscle in her body to fast grind against the orgasm granting fingers of a stranger.
Just as she’s about to orgasm the hardest yet, the signal is given and the handler’s fingers are removed. Rose is in complete shock, as she’s left hanging on edge. The hunger and lust in her eyes is priceless, which is proven as the auction continues.
“TWO MILLION!”
“THREE MILLION!”
“FOUR MILLION!”
The excitement overwhelms Rose, who passes out before the final bid. She wakes up, ball tied, gagged, and blindfolded, inside a small box that just barely fits her helplessly bound body. The box is moving, as she’s being driven to her new forever home.
Still on edge, she tries hard to rub her pussy against the bottom of the box, but can’t get the orgasm she’s craving. Rose can’t believe she missed the end. Her life long fantasy was to be sold, and she can’t remember that final moment.
The box and whatever vehicle she’s being transported in, finally stops moving. She can hear the doors being opened, and her box being slid out and moved down to a cart, that is used for the final few feet of her delivery.
Her helplessly ball tied body is lifted out, as a cool breeze of the air outside her box ravishes her naked and sweat covered flesh. She is carefully rested upon a very soft bed, and quickly rolls onto her side.
The smell of vanilla candles fills the room, as romantic music plays from every direction. She can’t tell if the person climbing on the bed is male or female, because they are wearing a unique cologne, that could just as easily be a perfume.
In a way, Rose hopes her owner is a woman. Not that she doesn’t love men. She just feels a woman will be gentler with her needs. A warm and wet tongue finds and pushes against her swollen clit, causing instant orgasmic jolts beyond anything could have ever imagined!
Still ball tied, Rose is rolled into a face down position, with her ass sticking out and up. Turning her head to breathe, the hardest and largest cock she’s ever had inside of her, glides into her soaking wet pussy and slams into her g-spot with perfect precision.
Rose has never felt anything remotely close to this level of pleasure that is racing through every fiber of her being! After more orgasms than she could count, the cock is yanked away.
As much as she wanted it back for more, she’s grateful to finally be able to catch her breath, which is good, because that hard cock, covered in her juices, is entering her asshole, like it or not!
Her grunts of pain and pleasure are more than she can bear, causing her to once again pass out as she spins out of control, through orgasm heaven…
Rose has no idea how long she was passed out or sleeping, but she knows she’s grateful to not still be ball tied. She’s on her back, tucked into bed, with the only item of bondage still on her body being the blindfold.
Reaching under the covers, she feels her pussy, which amazingly, is still just as wet as it was mid-fuck yesterday. Slowly she removes her blindfold, letting the sunlight rush in.
As her eyes come to focus, and stop squinting, she’s looking up at a familiar ceiling? Rose is shocked by a voice from beside her that says:
“Next time I’m selling you for real.”
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