I love the idea of seeing Slave Sluts auctioned off to the highest bidder who must submit to the will of their new masters after they’ve paid the price to own their sweet asses. Here’s a story told from the point-of-view of a female slave on the auction block whose hungry for a muscleman’s thick juicy cock…

I was to be auctioned off tonight.

The very thought made my pussy wet as I my hands were bound and the gag slid between my lips.

I walked submissively behind my handlers and waited for my turn, eyeing the leather bound men and women, wondering which one would use me tonight. I noticed one massive, muscled man waiting patiently, his paddle at the ready. Our eyes locked and then, realizing my place, I looked obediently at the ground.

“This slave can take all kinds of punishment,” said the auctioneer, forcing me to my knees. At his signal, I raised my ass in the air, fighting the moan as the cane hit my flesh.

I knew the auctioneer was careful not to damage me, so I didn’t protest as he flogged my breasts, back and ass.

“She can take all kinds of pleasure,” he continued, clamping my nipples just long enough for the crowd to see my eyes roll back in my head. He slid the handle of his whip handle into my pussy, before showing it to the crowd.

It was glistening with my juices.

It took all my willpower not to come when he slid the handle in my ass.

Only the master that bought me would make me come and only if he wished it.

The bidding began and soon I was sold and my new master came to collect me.

I was so aroused I didn’t notice who it was until we were alone.

It was the man I’d locked eyes on earlier.

He weighed my breasts in his hands before forcing the handle of his whip under my chin.

“You wanted me didn’t you?” he said, forcing me to meet his eyes.

“Yes.”

“Then suck my cock and prove it.”

I moaned submissively as I knelt.