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Auction At The Farm
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We had just finished breakfast and were heading for the main barn office, when an entourage of black Suburbans followed by a sleek stretch limousine pulled into the parking area. Several sets of well-dressed men with dark glasses fairly well leapt out of the Suburbans and took positions around the limousine.
My first impression was that the President or some other high government official had come for a visit. The men in dark glasses all had noticeable bulges, not in their crotches as I was accustomed to seeing, but at their waistbands under the suit jackets. I quickly grabbed Daddy's hand and stood somewhat behind but beside him staring at these men.
Dad merely waved at them, turned and we walked on into the Barn Office. I kept looking over my shoulder a bit intimidated by them, but my Dad was unconcerned at their presence. I settled, if you could call it that, on my stool at the tall reception counter and watched the parking yard. A few of the men walked out away from the cars, peering left and right, then one nodded to the driver of the limousine, who then went around to the side door and opened it.
My eyes were glued to the opened door. Out stepped a fairly short but extremely handsome and well-dressed man followed immediately by two busty blonde beauties in sleek form fitting outfits accentuating their figures. As the door was closed, the women knelt down behind the man; I saw a flash of gold chains from his wrist leading to gold collars around each girl's neck. They kept their hands behind them, heads and eyes down, waiting for him to move.
Imperceptibly he twitched his wrist and headed for the barn area. I guessed now that the men were bodyguards, protecting him, as they surrounded them, not too closely, to the barn office. The bodyguards took up places outside the office door, and the man entered followed closely by the chained girls. He stopped and openly examined me from head to foot, smiling at me or more so at my amble breasts.
"Are you the Proprietress of this establishment young Lady?" he asked in a deep melodic voice that did not quite fit his appearance. He continued to stare openly at my breasts, and then finally looked to my face for my response.
"I am the owner's daughter, my father is in the office there," I pointed to the open door where Dad was standing. He waved the man into the office.
The two girls knelt at the side of the counter, not quite in the inner office, offering me a full view of their bodies. I saw their nipples showing thru the material in their tops, and the tops of garter belts holding up their nylons. Their legs were shapely and each had long hair reaching midway down their backs.
I could not hear the conversation in the office, but saw Dad and the man in a deep discussion, when finally, the man handed Dad a few papers. Dad looked at them, nodding, commenting while pointing at the papers, then nodded, as he put them down on the desk, apparently agreeing with whatever was presented to him.
The man reached into his suit jacket, pulling a thick envelope from it, laying it down in front of Dad. I saw him open it and examine the contents, then turn around quickly and placed it into the office safe, closing it's door, spinning the lock to insure it was closed and locked. The two men stood, shook hands with both smiling, and Dad ushered the man out with the two girls following closely at their heels followed by the bodyguards.
Dad seemed to be walking in a daze when he returned to his office, and I followed him in, closing the door behind me. He sat with a huge smile on his face and just kept shaking his head in amazement.
"That dude and his troupe of girls, Oh My God, he offered us $25,000 up front cash, to rent the whole farm for a one evening private party. At the completion of the party, another $50,000 check will be deposited in the farm's account. Several days before the party, he will send his people to make all the arrangements for what he wants for the party, to include a full sound system in the riding arena, additional lighting thru most of the barns and outdoor areas, which will also become our property after the party."
"What? Is he crazy or what?" I exclaimed in disbelief.
"Well, apparently his sister and daughter were here sometime in the past. They were talking with him and she mentioned how wonderful of a time she and her daughter had here. They also mentioned Jackson as being one of the most courteous staff members, telling him how he had personally taken care of them during their visit, satisfying their every need. Unbelievable, I didn't know Jackson had it in him."
"That's wonderful Daddy," I squealed excitedly. After a moments thought, I almost broke out laughing, but quickly just grinned to myself, thinking of my night of spying on Jackson thru his windows with the busty older woman and her daughter. That must be who Jackson 'satisfied their every need' with.
"When is this to happen, what will we be expected to do?" I asked.
"We will do NOTHING. His Explicit written instructions state that he will send his own staff to do all the setups, the catering, provide the entertainment, and the drinks for his guests. It will be 'By Invitation Only', and no one will be admitted without an invitation. We are to remain in the house, making no contact with any of his exclusive clientele, no exceptions."
"Aw, that's no fun Daddy, a big private party at our farm, and we are going to be excluded from it."
"Yes, but the money he's paying for this, he can have whatever he wants. Granted I make out pretty well with my few customers, but this is like a year's salary almost for one night; that's too good of an opportunity to not take advantage of it."
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Several weeks pass when an odd cargo truck pulls into the yard. The driver jumps out and heads to the office.
"Delivery for the Gold's Private Party, where do you want it?" he asks looking around in the office. "There certainly isn't room in here."
"What is it you are delivering, and for whom?" I ask. "The paper says 'Gold's Private Party' and it looks like a ton of electronic equipment and lights. I just deliver it, I don't explain what it's for."
"You can pull your truck inside the barn here and drive down to the end and out the door, just follow me. There should be enough clearance for you to make it. " Dad replies as he steps out of the office and heads down to the end of the barn with the man following in his truck. "Put everything in here." All day long, a parade of various and sundry deliveries were made, filling the storage room, and now items were stacked inside the arena.
The next morning a fleet of workers and trucks arrived very early. I had a very revealing cowboy shirt unbuttoned to flaunt my attributes, and happily went about directing them to parts of the barn, while they ogled my boobs, not wanting to leave my presence. They all made numerous trips to the break room for water, snacks, and of course, the views that I was providing them. My jeans crotch was damp from being turned on by all the muscular men, in and out of the room all day.
The day of the party, the farm was bustling with activity as the party caterers arrived with tray after tray of hors d'oeuvres. The servers and waiters decked out in their black tuxedo uniforms was unlike anything I had seen before. The main gate to the farm was manned by dark suited bodyguards, stopping all vehicles, with none admitted without the trademark Gold's Private Party card or invitation. A band with all their instruments arrived and their equipment was setup on a stage in the arena.
Mardi Gras seemed to be the party's theme, as guests wearing masks and feathered headdresses poured from the Luxury cars. The few men arriving were surrounded by a cadre of young nearly nude women, made their way to the arena. Dad and Steve, my younger brother, were sitting on the edge of their seats, eyes glued to the delectable women parading the walkways. Not alone in their admiration but not quite as blatantly, Ashley, Chandra and I also watched intently.
The band's music reverberated throughout the buildings as darkness settled in. Once the guests arrival had trickled down to only a very few, we all fell back into our nightly routine of dinner, with of course, the conversations about the guests at the party.
I had made up my mind to try to spy on the activities outside, so after dinner, I feigned not feeling well, and went up to bed to lie down. Putting on one of my negligees and a robe, I peered down seeing no one was paying attention except to the TV. I piled a few blankets under my bed sheets to give the appearance I was there sleeping, and slipped unnoticed down the stairs and outside to the side yard and made my way unseen into the barn.
I crept toward the arena entranceway staying in the shadows. Everywhere I looked, men were sitting or lying in large recliner lounge chairs being catered to by the young women. My mouth just gaped seeing two girls eagerly lapping at each other's pussys while the man was stroking his cock watching them. Others nearby, we also engaged in various acts of fellatio, Cunniligulas and anal sex, and none seemed to pay any attention. The arena was lighted by black lights and their bodies glistened and stood out. All that were walking around were groping and touching everyone, grabbing cocks and stroking them or sucking them into their mouths for moments as they passed by.
I felt my excitement rise watching from the confines of the stall. I steadied myself against the stall raising my right leg up, slipped my hand inside the robe, and began fingering my pussy furiously watching. My pussy began leaking its sweet juices onto my fingers as the heat built up in my body.
So intent on playing with myself and watching the activities in the arena, I did not see what was about to happen. An arm was around my neck and a huge hand covered my mouth preventing me from making a sound. I felt hot breath on my neck and ear as I struggled to free myself, but I was held tight.
"Well, well, what have we here? " a harsh voice whispered in my ear. His free hand grabbed my hand that had been between my legs. He turned my head to see my eyes, brought my hand up, and sucked my fingers into his mouth, tasting me.
"Ah, a hot little cunt aren't you. You enjoying spying on us are you?" his voice rasped, "You wanting something that you are seeing?" he continued. Taking my hand, he placed it on his cock. It was huge, had I not seen him, I would have thought I had touched a horse's cock. He smiled seeing the shock in my eyes at the size of his cock.
He pushed me down onto the hay in the stall, removing his hand from my mouth, he forced his hardened member between my lips and into my mouth. He began pumping it in and out of my mouth, not deeply, but I could feel it fully fill my mouth and my cheeks puffed in and out with his strokes.
"Oh, you are a good little girl! You have such a sweet mouth. Do you like having your mouth filled with cock? I know you do you little bitch. Suck it!" I barely heard him speaking, my mind in a trance, began sucking, feeling it slide in and out. The warmth of his length was making my whole body quiver in rapture, and I felt myself have an orgasm.
He pulled his cock out and slapped it against my face several times, then placed the tip of it to my mouth. I eagerly opened my lips and tried to get it back into my mouth, but he pulled back, raising it, he pushed his hairy balls to my lips instead. Greedily I licked at them, sucking one ball in, tonguing it. He moaned, and pulled back again, and I took the second ball in, repeating my actions.
"You are talented I must say that," he spoke gently this time to me, rubbing the length of his cock across my lips and tongue sideways.
"I'm going to put you in the auction as a surprise for the Boss, your breasts are full and pussy looks delicious," as he opened my robe fully, exposing my assets to him completely.
I was unsure of what exactly he was telling me, when I heard in the background the unmistakable chanting of an auctioneer asking for bids. Pulling me up, he turned me towards the arena, and pointed to a beautiful slender girl standing on a spotlighted pedestal. Men and women were raising signs with numbers identifying who was bidding on the girl. To my amazement, bidding went to $2,500 and the auctioneer declared, "SOLD" to number 23.
The girl was ushered down and toward the man with number 23, as the next girl was highlighted on the pedestal, and the auctioneer began his chanting again. I looked back to the man with bewilderment in my eyes.
"You will be sold to the highest bidder, and for the remainder of the night, you will perform whatever is asked of you, no questions asked. At the end of the evening, the amount paid for you will be yours. Do you Understand?" he asked.
I merely nodded and subserviently, followed him as he marched me in my robe into the arena and up to the line of waiting women for the sale. As I stood still there, I was tingling heavily with the thoughts of being used for whatever was desired by whoever bid the most for me.
The man made his way across the area to the man I now recognized as the one my father had rented the farm to, and watched him speak to him and point towards me. The Boss recognized me immediately, smiled and waved. He turned to one of his gold chain girls, spoke a few words to her. Within seconds, the girl was up and headed to me.
"You should not have come here Ms. Frolic," she spoke very softly to me. "Your father was instructed that none of you were to be present. Now, you have broken the agreement, but my Master will allow this infraction, if you wish to carry out the requirements of a sold girl for the evening. Do you wish this to continue, or shall I lead you down from here and escort you back to your home?"
I looked down at my body, exposed, my nipples were hard as nails, my pussy tingled with a heat I had never felt before, and I was breathing very heavily with excitement.
"I wish to be an Owned girl for the evening Miss. I will perform as required to satisfy whoever bids for me and wins. Please, I do not wish my Father to be punished for my curiosity tonight." breathily I replied to her.
She nodded understanding, and returned to her Master, informing him of my decision. Once again, he smiled and waved again to me, signaling his acceptance.
I was the last girl in the auction. I stood silently watching each girl taking her walk to the pedestal and listening to the bidding for each. They highest bid for any of the girls reached a frenzied bidding war ending in a final bid of $7,500 for a dark haired olive skin girl of Mediterranean descent.
Just as I was about to walk to the pedestal, the Boss's sub reappeared at my side. She reached in and pulled my panties off, exposing my reddish blonde bush, and pulled the robe open to expose my breasts fully. She lightly traced my areoles with her fingers and tweaked my nipples. She then pushed me towards the pedestal with a wide smile on her face as she mouthed, "Good luck most beautiful Frolic."
I was trembling in both fear and excitement, as the auctioneer began his chanting. After several bids, he instructed me to turn slowly and display front and back of myself to all. He again continued. I was in a daze, not hearing the bids, but the numbers were being flashed up in the audience everywhere, one after another. It seemed like an eternity, when I heard him chant, "SOLD to number 17, for $12,750."
I almost fainted dead away hearing the final bid. Suddenly the two golden girl subs were at my side, grasping my hands, leading me to the Boss's side. The girls told me to kneel at his side, and to keep my eyes on the ground as I did.
I felt his hand on my breasts; I saw they were well manicured and soft, as he fondled each breast, cupping them as if weighing them in his hand, then releasing them. He reached further down, and rubbed my wet pussy, letting his fingers slip into my hole. He put his hand out to the two girls, and they eagerly licked my juices from them, giggling they both cooed sweetly to him about the wonderful taste of me.
His ran his hands thru my hair, feeling its smooth texture, leaning forward, he smelled the faint fragrance of my shampoo. He lifted my face with his fingers under my chin and my eyes met his. I felt as if I were going to orgasm just from his look and gentle touches on me.
He pulled me to his lips and kissed me, gently savoring the moment, then with passion, his tongue entered my mouth, exploring it, teasing it with his movements. The kiss continued for some time and I enjoyed it completely. When he stopped, he sat back on his chair, and motioned for me and told me to lie sideways at his feet, with my head on one side, and my legs hanging off the other, spread widely.
I did as instructed. He snapped his fingers, and his two lovely golden girls, approached me, one kneeling between my legs and immediately she began to kiss my inner thighs, making her way up to my pussy, but avoiding it, she went down the other side of them, and I wiggled and squirmed moaning. The second girl, facing away from the chair, lowered her pussy to my lips, and slowly ground herself upon my nose and mouth, just as the first girl started lapping at my pussy.
My tongue eagerly lapped at the pussy, my lips found her clitoris and clamped onto it, rolling my tongue against it, tasting her, and felt her begin quivering and push down harder on my face. Simultaneously, my own clitty was being gently bitten by the one girl's teeth, and sucked in to her mouth. I felt an earth shattering wave of pleasure ripple thru my as the man grabbed my breasts in his hands and squeezed them roughly, pinching my nipples. My orgasm came immediately at his squeezing. I lurched and pushed my pussy into the girl's mouth, and putting my hands around the girl at my face, I pulled her crotch tight to my mouth. I was rewarded by a delightful gush of her cum in my mouth.
My thrashing slowed as the orgasm subsided, and I let my body relax. The two girls now moved to my side taking my hand, the second girl guided them into the crotch of the first girl, and holding on my wrist, she used my hand to fuck the first girl. I felt the tips of my fingers enter into the first girl. She was wetter than I could have imagined. She reached down grabbing my hand, and pulled it, folding my thumb into my palm, and I felt my whole hand enter into her cunt. The second girl started using her hands on my wrist to fuck her friend. I felt her juices on my wrist, a feeling I had never experienced before.
"Make a FIST, fuck me with it deep in me, PLEASE," the girl cried. "Pull it in and out, make me feel your hand all the way inside me." Doing, as she wanted as best I could, I plunged my hand into her pussy, fast and hard. I felt her vaginal muscles tighten on my wrist as she cried out "I'm Cummmming!"
As I pulled my hand out of her, I heard the Boss say, "Let me have your hand." I felt him lick and suck on my fingers, hand and wrist, licking the girls' juices off it. The remainder of the night was a blur to me. I was passed around multiple times, to both men and women, and was completely sexually sated.
The two girls helped me back to the house, checking in the window, making sure no one was still up. I slipped back in and got into bed quietly. As I pulled up the blanket over myself, there came a quiet chorus of female voices, Chandra and Ashley.
"Frolic, you naughty girl, You are going to have to tell us what happened at that party."
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We had just finished breakfast and were heading for the main barn office, when an entourage of black Suburbans followed by a sleek stretch limousine pulled into the parking area. Several sets of well-dressed men with dark glasses fairly well leapt out of the Suburbans and took positions around the limousine.
My first impression was that the President or some other high government official had come for a visit. The men in dark glasses all had noticeable bulges, not in their crotches as I was accustomed to seeing, but at their waistbands under the suit jackets. I quickly grabbed Daddy's hand and stood somewhat behind but beside him staring at these men.
Dad merely waved at them, turned and we walked on into the Barn Office. I kept looking over my shoulder a bit intimidated by them, but my Dad was unconcerned at their presence. I settled, if you could call it that, on my stool at the tall reception counter and watched the parking yard. A few of the men walked out away from the cars, peering left and right, then one nodded to the driver of the limousine, who then went around to the side door and opened it.
My eyes were glued to the opened door. Out stepped a fairly short but extremely handsome and well-dressed man followed immediately by two busty blonde beauties in sleek form fitting outfits accentuating their figures. As the door was closed, the women knelt down behind the man; I saw a flash of gold chains from his wrist leading to gold collars around each girl's neck. They kept their hands behind them, heads and eyes down, waiting for him to move.
Imperceptibly he twitched his wrist and headed for the barn area. I guessed now that the men were bodyguards, protecting him, as they surrounded them, not too closely, to the barn office. The bodyguards took up places outside the office door, and the man entered followed closely by the chained girls. He stopped and openly examined me from head to foot, smiling at me or more so at my amble breasts.
"Are you the Proprietress of this establishment young Lady?" he asked in a deep melodic voice that did not quite fit his appearance. He continued to stare openly at my breasts, and then finally looked to my face for my response.
"I am the owner's daughter, my father is in the office there," I pointed to the open door where Dad was standing. He waved the man into the office.
The two girls knelt at the side of the counter, not quite in the inner office, offering me a full view of their bodies. I saw their nipples showing thru the material in their tops, and the tops of garter belts holding up their nylons. Their legs were shapely and each had long hair reaching midway down their backs.
I could not hear the conversation in the office, but saw Dad and the man in a deep discussion, when finally, the man handed Dad a few papers. Dad looked at them, nodding, commenting while pointing at the papers, then nodded, as he put them down on the desk, apparently agreeing with whatever was presented to him.
The man reached into his suit jacket, pulling a thick envelope from it, laying it down in front of Dad. I saw him open it and examine the contents, then turn around quickly and placed it into the office safe, closing it's door, spinning the lock to insure it was closed and locked. The two men stood, shook hands with both smiling, and Dad ushered the man out with the two girls following closely at their heels followed by the bodyguards.
Dad seemed to be walking in a daze when he returned to his office, and I followed him in, closing the door behind me. He sat with a huge smile on his face and just kept shaking his head in amazement.
"That dude and his troupe of girls, Oh My God, he offered us $25,000 up front cash, to rent the whole farm for a one evening private party. At the completion of the party, another $50,000 check will be deposited in the farm's account. Several days before the party, he will send his people to make all the arrangements for what he wants for the party, to include a full sound system in the riding arena, additional lighting thru most of the barns and outdoor areas, which will also become our property after the party."
"What? Is he crazy or what?" I exclaimed in disbelief.
"Well, apparently his sister and daughter were here sometime in the past. They were talking with him and she mentioned how wonderful of a time she and her daughter had here. They also mentioned Jackson as being one of the most courteous staff members, telling him how he had personally taken care of them during their visit, satisfying their every need. Unbelievable, I didn't know Jackson had it in him."
"That's wonderful Daddy," I squealed excitedly. After a moments thought, I almost broke out laughing, but quickly just grinned to myself, thinking of my night of spying on Jackson thru his windows with the busty older woman and her daughter. That must be who Jackson 'satisfied their every need' with.
"When is this to happen, what will we be expected to do?" I asked.
"We will do NOTHING. His Explicit written instructions state that he will send his own staff to do all the setups, the catering, provide the entertainment, and the drinks for his guests. It will be 'By Invitation Only', and no one will be admitted without an invitation. We are to remain in the house, making no contact with any of his exclusive clientele, no exceptions."
"Aw, that's no fun Daddy, a big private party at our farm, and we are going to be excluded from it."
"Yes, but the money he's paying for this, he can have whatever he wants. Granted I make out pretty well with my few customers, but this is like a year's salary almost for one night; that's too good of an opportunity to not take advantage of it."
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Several weeks pass when an odd cargo truck pulls into the yard. The driver jumps out and heads to the office.
"Delivery for the Gold's Private Party, where do you want it?" he asks looking around in the office. "There certainly isn't room in here."
"What is it you are delivering, and for whom?" I ask. "The paper says 'Gold's Private Party' and it looks like a ton of electronic equipment and lights. I just deliver it, I don't explain what it's for."
"You can pull your truck inside the barn here and drive down to the end and out the door, just follow me. There should be enough clearance for you to make it. " Dad replies as he steps out of the office and heads down to the end of the barn with the man following in his truck. "Put everything in here." All day long, a parade of various and sundry deliveries were made, filling the storage room, and now items were stacked inside the arena.
The next morning a fleet of workers and trucks arrived very early. I had a very revealing cowboy shirt unbuttoned to flaunt my attributes, and happily went about directing them to parts of the barn, while they ogled my boobs, not wanting to leave my presence. They all made numerous trips to the break room for water, snacks, and of course, the views that I was providing them. My jeans crotch was damp from being turned on by all the muscular men, in and out of the room all day.
The day of the party, the farm was bustling with activity as the party caterers arrived with tray after tray of hors d'oeuvres. The servers and waiters decked out in their black tuxedo uniforms was unlike anything I had seen before. The main gate to the farm was manned by dark suited bodyguards, stopping all vehicles, with none admitted without the trademark Gold's Private Party card or invitation. A band with all their instruments arrived and their equipment was setup on a stage in the arena.
Mardi Gras seemed to be the party's theme, as guests wearing masks and feathered headdresses poured from the Luxury cars. The few men arriving were surrounded by a cadre of young nearly nude women, made their way to the arena. Dad and Steve, my younger brother, were sitting on the edge of their seats, eyes glued to the delectable women parading the walkways. Not alone in their admiration but not quite as blatantly, Ashley, Chandra and I also watched intently.
The band's music reverberated throughout the buildings as darkness settled in. Once the guests arrival had trickled down to only a very few, we all fell back into our nightly routine of dinner, with of course, the conversations about the guests at the party.
I had made up my mind to try to spy on the activities outside, so after dinner, I feigned not feeling well, and went up to bed to lie down. Putting on one of my negligees and a robe, I peered down seeing no one was paying attention except to the TV. I piled a few blankets under my bed sheets to give the appearance I was there sleeping, and slipped unnoticed down the stairs and outside to the side yard and made my way unseen into the barn.
I crept toward the arena entranceway staying in the shadows. Everywhere I looked, men were sitting or lying in large recliner lounge chairs being catered to by the young women. My mouth just gaped seeing two girls eagerly lapping at each other's pussys while the man was stroking his cock watching them. Others nearby, we also engaged in various acts of fellatio, Cunniligulas and anal sex, and none seemed to pay any attention. The arena was lighted by black lights and their bodies glistened and stood out. All that were walking around were groping and touching everyone, grabbing cocks and stroking them or sucking them into their mouths for moments as they passed by.
I felt my excitement rise watching from the confines of the stall. I steadied myself against the stall raising my right leg up, slipped my hand inside the robe, and began fingering my pussy furiously watching. My pussy began leaking its sweet juices onto my fingers as the heat built up in my body.
So intent on playing with myself and watching the activities in the arena, I did not see what was about to happen. An arm was around my neck and a huge hand covered my mouth preventing me from making a sound. I felt hot breath on my neck and ear as I struggled to free myself, but I was held tight.
"Well, well, what have we here? " a harsh voice whispered in my ear. His free hand grabbed my hand that had been between my legs. He turned my head to see my eyes, brought my hand up, and sucked my fingers into his mouth, tasting me.
"Ah, a hot little cunt aren't you. You enjoying spying on us are you?" his voice rasped, "You wanting something that you are seeing?" he continued. Taking my hand, he placed it on his cock. It was huge, had I not seen him, I would have thought I had touched a horse's cock. He smiled seeing the shock in my eyes at the size of his cock.
He pushed me down onto the hay in the stall, removing his hand from my mouth, he forced his hardened member between my lips and into my mouth. He began pumping it in and out of my mouth, not deeply, but I could feel it fully fill my mouth and my cheeks puffed in and out with his strokes.
"Oh, you are a good little girl! You have such a sweet mouth. Do you like having your mouth filled with cock? I know you do you little bitch. Suck it!" I barely heard him speaking, my mind in a trance, began sucking, feeling it slide in and out. The warmth of his length was making my whole body quiver in rapture, and I felt myself have an orgasm.
He pulled his cock out and slapped it against my face several times, then placed the tip of it to my mouth. I eagerly opened my lips and tried to get it back into my mouth, but he pulled back, raising it, he pushed his hairy balls to my lips instead. Greedily I licked at them, sucking one ball in, tonguing it. He moaned, and pulled back again, and I took the second ball in, repeating my actions.
"You are talented I must say that," he spoke gently this time to me, rubbing the length of his cock across my lips and tongue sideways.
"I'm going to put you in the auction as a surprise for the Boss, your breasts are full and pussy looks delicious," as he opened my robe fully, exposing my assets to him completely.
I was unsure of what exactly he was telling me, when I heard in the background the unmistakable chanting of an auctioneer asking for bids. Pulling me up, he turned me towards the arena, and pointed to a beautiful slender girl standing on a spotlighted pedestal. Men and women were raising signs with numbers identifying who was bidding on the girl. To my amazement, bidding went to $2,500 and the auctioneer declared, "SOLD" to number 23.
The girl was ushered down and toward the man with number 23, as the next girl was highlighted on the pedestal, and the auctioneer began his chanting again. I looked back to the man with bewilderment in my eyes.
"You will be sold to the highest bidder, and for the remainder of the night, you will perform whatever is asked of you, no questions asked. At the end of the evening, the amount paid for you will be yours. Do you Understand?" he asked.
I merely nodded and subserviently, followed him as he marched me in my robe into the arena and up to the line of waiting women for the sale. As I stood still there, I was tingling heavily with the thoughts of being used for whatever was desired by whoever bid the most for me.
The man made his way across the area to the man I now recognized as the one my father had rented the farm to, and watched him speak to him and point towards me. The Boss recognized me immediately, smiled and waved. He turned to one of his gold chain girls, spoke a few words to her. Within seconds, the girl was up and headed to me.
"You should not have come here Ms. Frolic," she spoke very softly to me. "Your father was instructed that none of you were to be present. Now, you have broken the agreement, but my Master will allow this infraction, if you wish to carry out the requirements of a sold girl for the evening. Do you wish this to continue, or shall I lead you down from here and escort you back to your home?"
I looked down at my body, exposed, my nipples were hard as nails, my pussy tingled with a heat I had never felt before, and I was breathing very heavily with excitement.
"I wish to be an Owned girl for the evening Miss. I will perform as required to satisfy whoever bids for me and wins. Please, I do not wish my Father to be punished for my curiosity tonight." breathily I replied to her.
She nodded understanding, and returned to her Master, informing him of my decision. Once again, he smiled and waved again to me, signaling his acceptance.
I was the last girl in the auction. I stood silently watching each girl taking her walk to the pedestal and listening to the bidding for each. They highest bid for any of the girls reached a frenzied bidding war ending in a final bid of $7,500 for a dark haired olive skin girl of Mediterranean descent.
Just as I was about to walk to the pedestal, the Boss's sub reappeared at my side. She reached in and pulled my panties off, exposing my reddish blonde bush, and pulled the robe open to expose my breasts fully. She lightly traced my areoles with her fingers and tweaked my nipples. She then pushed me towards the pedestal with a wide smile on her face as she mouthed, "Good luck most beautiful Frolic."
I was trembling in both fear and excitement, as the auctioneer began his chanting. After several bids, he instructed me to turn slowly and display front and back of myself to all. He again continued. I was in a daze, not hearing the bids, but the numbers were being flashed up in the audience everywhere, one after another. It seemed like an eternity, when I heard him chant, "SOLD to number 17, for $12,750."
I almost fainted dead away hearing the final bid. Suddenly the two golden girl subs were at my side, grasping my hands, leading me to the Boss's side. The girls told me to kneel at his side, and to keep my eyes on the ground as I did.
I felt his hand on my breasts; I saw they were well manicured and soft, as he fondled each breast, cupping them as if weighing them in his hand, then releasing them. He reached further down, and rubbed my wet pussy, letting his fingers slip into my hole. He put his hand out to the two girls, and they eagerly licked my juices from them, giggling they both cooed sweetly to him about the wonderful taste of me.
His ran his hands thru my hair, feeling its smooth texture, leaning forward, he smelled the faint fragrance of my shampoo. He lifted my face with his fingers under my chin and my eyes met his. I felt as if I were going to orgasm just from his look and gentle touches on me.
He pulled me to his lips and kissed me, gently savoring the moment, then with passion, his tongue entered my mouth, exploring it, teasing it with his movements. The kiss continued for some time and I enjoyed it completely. When he stopped, he sat back on his chair, and motioned for me and told me to lie sideways at his feet, with my head on one side, and my legs hanging off the other, spread widely.
I did as instructed. He snapped his fingers, and his two lovely golden girls, approached me, one kneeling between my legs and immediately she began to kiss my inner thighs, making her way up to my pussy, but avoiding it, she went down the other side of them, and I wiggled and squirmed moaning. The second girl, facing away from the chair, lowered her pussy to my lips, and slowly ground herself upon my nose and mouth, just as the first girl started lapping at my pussy.
My tongue eagerly lapped at the pussy, my lips found her clitoris and clamped onto it, rolling my tongue against it, tasting her, and felt her begin quivering and push down harder on my face. Simultaneously, my own clitty was being gently bitten by the one girl's teeth, and sucked in to her mouth. I felt an earth shattering wave of pleasure ripple thru my as the man grabbed my breasts in his hands and squeezed them roughly, pinching my nipples. My orgasm came immediately at his squeezing. I lurched and pushed my pussy into the girl's mouth, and putting my hands around the girl at my face, I pulled her crotch tight to my mouth. I was rewarded by a delightful gush of her cum in my mouth.
My thrashing slowed as the orgasm subsided, and I let my body relax. The two girls now moved to my side taking my hand, the second girl guided them into the crotch of the first girl, and holding on my wrist, she used my hand to fuck the first girl. I felt the tips of my fingers enter into the first girl. She was wetter than I could have imagined. She reached down grabbing my hand, and pulled it, folding my thumb into my palm, and I felt my whole hand enter into her cunt. The second girl started using her hands on my wrist to fuck her friend. I felt her juices on my wrist, a feeling I had never experienced before.
"Make a FIST, fuck me with it deep in me, PLEASE," the girl cried. "Pull it in and out, make me feel your hand all the way inside me." Doing, as she wanted as best I could, I plunged my hand into her pussy, fast and hard. I felt her vaginal muscles tighten on my wrist as she cried out "I'm Cummmming!"
As I pulled my hand out of her, I heard the Boss say, "Let me have your hand." I felt him lick and suck on my fingers, hand and wrist, licking the girls' juices off it. The remainder of the night was a blur to me. I was passed around multiple times, to both men and women, and was completely sexually sated.
The two girls helped me back to the house, checking in the window, making sure no one was still up. I slipped back in and got into bed quietly. As I pulled up the blanket over myself, there came a quiet chorus of female voices, Chandra and Ashley.
"Frolic, you naughty girl, You are going to have to tell us what happened at that party."
Marisol
- 14.02.2020
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