Auctioning Ashley Off; Master-Slave Phone Sex Pt. 1

I thought, he was SUCH a nice guy! I was stranded, all alone, on an abandoned road, late last Friday night. A not-so-gentle “man” picked me up, and assured me he would get me to safety.

About an hour later, I began to realize what he was chuckling about, as he promised me solace.

We pulled into a well lit, yet secluded area of abandoned warehouses. Their voices echoed loudly, as they taunted me about my scrappy personality, and sexy attributes. I was shackled, and hooded, like an enemy of the state.

This is where my terrifying experience began,  Auctioning Ashley Off; Master-Slave Phone Sex, is the true tale, of how I met my new husband-master.

I could hear the atmosphere in the room change, after I blindly stumbled up some obviously metal steps.

They clanged loudly, beneath my heeled feet.

Some asshole, was dragging me by my left arm.

Another, followed behind me, groping at my ass, and reaching up my skirt, for a brief moment, grasping for my pussy…. whenever he could half-assed sneak a pinch.

We stopped short, after quite a march, and I was uncertain of which way we had come from.

I was trying to gather my bearings, by listening to the room around me, as I was struck in the back of the head, and suddenly fell lifelessly to the ground.

I awoke on a stage, with a  not-so-blinding blind fold on, and my hands tied above my head.

My feet barely touched the ground, and I was in nothing but panties and a bra, and I could tell by the way they felt against my skin, they were NOT my own.

The bright lights made shadows visible, even in my current state.

I could feel, many eyes on me.

I smelled liquor, and cigars, and sex.

The smell of sex, filled the air more than the booze did.

I could hear cheering, and crude comments about my sexy, young, succulent body.

And, then I heard the most chilling sentence, I have ever heard, in my life.

“The bidding, for this succulent 19 year old, non-virgin will start at five thousand dollars!”

Immediately the crowd let out an uproar of offers.

Could this really be happening?

What are they going to do with me?

My mind was a whirl wind of questions, and the answers I was about to get, would make even the most sociopathic person’s body run cold!

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*Ashley*

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