Auctioned Wives
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Steve kept studying the bank deposit slip over and over again. He couldn’t believe that he’d just deposited five million dollars into a money market fund under his and Becky’s name this morning. They went from being unemployed and homeless to millionaires over night. Both he and Becky lost their jobs a few months ago when their company was bought out and they merged their company with the parent company laying off hundreds of clerical workers.
All homes of buying a dream house and having kids were put on temporary hold. Steve and Becky both worked in the sales department and had plenty of experience. Steve was thirty-five. He was rather short at 5”3” tall. His younger wife Becky was petite. She was only twenty-six but the love of Steve’s life. A pretty little blonde with a gorgeous figure and a personality so sweet and charming.
They were staying at a hotel now after making last minute arrangements with their families. Steve had no ides where they were headed. Just that they had their passports ready and were flying out of the country this afternoon.
Becky was nervous about all that was going on the past few days. Steven and Becky were approached at the unemployment agency by this man saying he could make them instantly reach. All they had to do was give up the next two years of their lives working for rich clients abroad. The man called Jessie certainly got their attention when he laid out rolls of hundred dollar bills on the table during the first meeting.
Becky was scared. They hardly knew any of the facts other than they’d be committed to work for a rich client without any questions asked. The man assured them of their safety and helped them arrange for their trip to another country unknown to them at this time.
They told their families they would be working out of the country. Naturally, Becky’s parents were the most worried about their daughter. She assured them she would be fine and told them she would call as soon as she found out where they were headed.
They were picked up by a dark limo early that afternoon. The couple were told they’d have to travel light and brought only one bag between the two of them. They were told that plenty of clothing and daily essentials would be provided by their employer. Jessie assured them that they would most likely be issued uniforms by their new employers. Jessie only told them their jobs would depend on their skills and experience. Earlier in the week they were given complete physicals. Both Becky and Steve were given a supply of daily vitamins they were to take. Becky was also put on birth control.
They arrived at the small private airport and boarded a private Lear jet. When they boarded they noticed three other couples seated behind them. Once in the air Steve and Becky introduced themselves and found out the other three couples were headed to the same place as they were. All told of the same experience with Jessie.
The four couples got to know one another by the time the plane landed. They had no idea where they were except it looked very tropical. They were escorted from the plane to a building nearby where they were given dinner than driven in a small van to another location out in what looked like a jungle. Steve saw Spanish looking natives along the road as they passed these little villages. They arrived at this huge looking warehouse and escorted inside the building.
They couldn’t help notice similar vans were parked along the building as they walked inside. The place was dark. Looked like a factory inside with these old looking offices. There were people walking around, mostly Spanish or black. They were taken into a small waiting room where they saw several other white couples seated in chairs along the wall. Steve and Becky held hands as they followed the other three couples into the room.
They sat nervously for several minutes when a gorgeous blonde woman walked in and addressed the couples.
“Welcome ladies and gentlemen.” She talked in a Spanish accent. “I’m going to ask the wives to stand up and follow me. Someone will come and get you gentlemen in a few minutes. It takes us girls a little longer to get prepared.” She added. “Please leave your luggage with your husbands please.”
Steve gave Becky a kiss as she stood up and followed the other wives out of the room. Steve counted fourteen women including Becky. Steve didn’t have to wait much longer as the door opened again and three burly looking black men walked into the room. They had these white tags on little white strings.
One of the men spoke up in a Jamaican accent. “OK gentlemen. I want you to put these tags on your luggage. Make out your first and last name on them. Make sure you attach the tags to the handles on your bags so they don’t get lost in transit.”
The husbands all stood up writing their names on the little tags as the three black men waited and made another announcement. “Gentlemen. Leave your bags on the floor and I want you to follow us please.”
Steve got in line and followed the other men out of the room. They walked down a long narrow hallway and passed a room where they saw their wives gathered around. Steve only got a chance to peek inside the room for a second but saw Becky standing next to one of the other wives they flew in on the plane with.
She was standing with her arms crossed.
They were taken to another room where they were told to strip naked. There were several other men seated along a table. A few blacks and a few white.. As son as they stood naked holding their clothes they were given plastic bags to put all their personal items in including their wallets, change or any other personal items they may have brought with them. They were also told to remove their wedding rings. The husbands looked a little upset and some reluctantly made remarks but were assured that their personal belongings would be taken care of.
The men were all given these black jump suits that looked like prison uniforms to Steve. His fit a little baggy on him but pulled up the elastic waist band until his pants didn’t drag on the floor. They were also given black sandals to wear.
“OK gentlemen. You will be escorted out to the waiting area. As soon as your wives are prepared they will soon join you. Good luck and have a great evening.”
The men were taken out the back door of the room leading to another narrow dark hallway. They entered a room which had comfortable chairs waiting for them. The men sat down some laughing about the clothing they were issued. It seemed like forever waiting in that room. Perhaps two hours before one of the black men walked back in and made an announcement.
“OK gentlemen. I’m going to be calling you out by name one at a time in a few minutes so please stay ready to leave when you hear your named called.”
Steve sat nervously wondering what was going on as he heard the first name being called. One after another the names were called out until they called him being the ninth person called. He quickly stood up and walked to the door walking through a dark hallways. He could see bright lights ahead of him at the end of the hallway.
There was another black man waiting for him at the entrance. He told Steve to stand and wait. Steven heard what sounded like an auction going on. The voice of an auctioneer on a loud speaker. The bidding was up to ten million than fourteen million until the auctioneer shouted sold.
The black man nodded and Steve entered the room. Steven’s eyes got really wide when he saw Becky standing there completely naked except for a pair of black heels. The heels were at least 6” spike heels. Becky looked relieved to see her husband walking toward her. Hw was stopped just as he was about to head over and give her a hug. A black man grabbed his arm.
“Put your hands behind your back.” The man ordered him to do. Steve looked at Becky as he held his hands behind his back and felt the man put handcuffs on his wrists. The man leaned down and put shackles on Steve’s legs next and clicked them shut tight.
The man nodded at Steve to go stand next to Becky. Steve couldn’t help but notice that Becky’s pussy mound had been complete shaven clean and she was wearing bright red lipstick and her face was made up with lots of makeup making her look like a model. Her hair had been styled and she was trying not to cry as she starred at her husband.
“Honey. Are you alright?” Steve asked his wife.
She didn’t get a chance to reply as a black woman waived her hand for them to walk forward. Becky and Steve walked out onto a stage. It was hard to see the people out in the crowd with large spot lights shinning in their faces.
“Alright ladies and gentlemen. As you can see we have a lovely blonde little morsel up next. Lets get the bidding started at five million?.. Who will give me five million dollars???”
Steve heard responses coming throughout the crowd. The auctioneer starred at Becky and said. “Turn around for us darling. Let the people see the merchandise.”
Becky did what she was told and turned around in a complete circle. “Look at that folks. Have you seen a better specimen that Becky?” He quickly went back chanting his auctioneer jargon. He had the bidding up to seventeen million saying. “Folks. This is your last chance here tonight. Becky is our last blonde up for bidding tonight. We‘re including the male half with our fine little petite specimen”
That got the bidders going again and before it was all down and the hammer finally went down they sold Becky for twenty one million dollars. They escorted Becky back out through the other side of the stage. Steve could only wonder what was going on. He and Becky were taken from the stage into a holding area where a man removed the shackles and handcuffs from Steve but warned him.
“Don’t touch the woman.” Steve looked over at Becky as she stood crying. A Spanish woman finally walked over to her and helped her put on a robe covering up her naked body. Steve felt relieved for that much anyway as they waited to find out what was going to happen next.
A few minutes later another couple joined them. It was one of the couples they met on the plane. Steve shook starred at the other man and wife who looked petrified to say the least. The man leaned over and whispered to Steve.
“I hear the same person bought us all.”
Steve just looked back at him as a man spoke out. “Right this way.”
They were escorted out to a waiting van. It was already dark outside and the two couples couldn’t see anything. They drove for over an hour before arriving at these large iron gates that opened after the driver identified himself. The van drove through the gates and drove down a long winding driveway until it stopped in front of a huge mansion.
There were decorative lights glowing everywhere. The couples could see the huge looking mansion as they walked from the van to the front door. Once inside they heard the van drive off into the darkness and waited until a petite black woman appeared.
“Welcome. My name is Nina and I’d like to welcome you all to your new home..” The couples just starred at her as she smiled back at them and said. “You men can hold hands with your wives if you wish as I take you to your rooms. Your luggage will arrive shortly.”
Steve didn’t waist anytime grabbing Becky’s hand as they were led to the back of the huge mansion to a waiting elevator. They were taken to the third floor and the first couple were shown to their room first as Steve held Becky’s hand. The black woman closed their door and took Steve and Becky to the next room.
It was a small room with a comfortable large bed. An adjoining bathroom and even a television in the room.
“You two get washed up and I’ll be back to get you both in about an hour.”
She closed the door on her way out. Becky through herself into Steve’s arms and started to cry. “Honey?What have we got our self’s into?”
Steven rubbed his arms along her back as he replied. “I guess we’re going to find out shortly.
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Denise's Summer of SlaveryDenise's father walked in on her while she wastaking a shower. Opening the shower door he pulled her out soaking wet. Shefell into his arms without a fight and he kissed her forehead. Denise was sixteen. Her father had been sexually molesting her since shewas eleven. It was the family secret that no one else knew, not even her motheror her two brothers. But that would soon change. Denise's father ran his hands over her breastsas he spoke. "Your mother and I will be...
Thank you, guys, for your appreciation and feedback. It really means a lot. This is the end of slavery where Simi and I explored our BDSM fantasy. If you haven’t read the earlier parts, I would recommend to please read them to get the context and characters of the story. I had a struggling night with my hands and legs cuffed, and the Mistress had a sound sleep after two orgasms yesterday. The clock was about to tick at 8 AM. I got up and climbed on the bed, and my Mistress was still sleeping. I...
©1998 by EzRiter WARNING!!! This is heavy Sado-masochism. Go away if this is not what you want. Go away if you are under eighteen (twenty-one in certain locations). Go away if this kind of stuff offends you. This is not meant to be reality. If you think it is, seek a mental health professional immediately. Do not attempt these sex acts at home. Diana was the best looking girl in the university, and there were thousands of girls. She was the head cheerleader. She dated the captain of the...
I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway. My cock was already rock hard. I watched him walk to the closet and open the door. As he checked it out, I checked out his body.Jay was tall and muscular, but not overly developed. He wore some long shorts and a tight fitting...
Whiteboy Whipping Club!TJ Ryderhttp://www.midnightx.com/[img]http://midnightx.com/fpage/gaybd/COVER2.gif[/img] Dear Diary, Since this is like my first installment to be published in 'Lavendar Cellblock' I am supposed to intro myself a little forthe readers. And nobody buys Cellblock unless theyr'e gay or at least heavily bi, and into S&M a little bit at least, so I'm taking that into consideration here. I'm (no last names or any data that can identify me or where Iwork) a part time...
When I answered it, Jay's voice sent a thrill of excitement through my body. "Yo, whiteboy. I got me a new piece of furniture. I need some help getting into my place. Figured, you know, since you're the landlord and all, you could help me move it in.""Um, well, sure Jay. When do you need me?""In about thirty minutes whiteboy. Get your ass over here."It was across town to Jay's place, so I got under way. In about fifteen minutes, I had pulled up in front of his apartment. There was a pickup...
"Yo, man, it's Jay. Come on over. Yeah. In the bedroom. Just come on in. Front door's not locked. You bet he is. He'd say hi, but he's got his mouth full." Jay laughed. I stared up at him in shock, but unable to protest his inviting someone over while my mouth was full of his cock. I wondered if it was that guy, Bobby, who had been on the phone the other day. The thought of another young black stud making me service his cock was exciting. But then I realized it could just as easily be anyone,...
I was a freshman in college. I lived in a dorm and our wing had eight rooms with two guys in each room. My roommate was a white sophomore from upstate New York near Buffalo. He was the one hippie long hair musician named Chuck. This was in the South in the early 70’s. There was still some racism and even Jim Crow in certain areas of the South still.We had two black guys who were roommates in our section of eight rooms. Everybody got along extremely well. Blacks, whites – we got along great! We...
Scott tried to think as he clutched his wife protectively. This had been Scott and Amy’s 1-year-anniversary pleasure trip, a cruise around the continent of Africa. It was supposed to be the perfect, idyllic adventure -- almost like a second honeymoon. And now only uncertainty gripped him. Terror shone in Amy’s pretty blue eyes. Scott wished he could provide some real comfort, but he knew that any words he might say would ring hollow. The sun rose higher, casting a beautiful ball of fire on...
Kelly was tired after a very long day. Her office was empty and she was hoping to leave soon. Her company had been showing new overseas clients around the office, so she was dressed up more than usual. She was wearing a sharp black dress with silver accents. Her very shapely legs were covered in tan stockings, which were held up by garters at the top of them. Kelly always enjoyed wearing stockings like these, especially since during the last two years her boss Martin has had her on her back in...
Chapter 1 There are many who would say I had it coming. I was amused by stories of other men being subjected to cock and ball torture by sadistic women and looked at websites about it. I giggled at movies where some guy took it in the eggs and made a lot of barnyard jokes about some bitch “having him by the balls” or saying someone should crush some jerk’s nuts. By myself, I imagined a woman squeezing my naked balls while I writhed in pain but never thought anything like that could happen...