Part 7: The Auction
Laura fell asleep almost immediately, even though she had to sleep on the bare
floor of the cell, without a blanket. It felt as though she had just closed
her eyes, when the door to her cell was opened, and two of Snake's men gestured
for her to get up and come with them. Her wrists were bound, and her ankles
were hobbled. A collar with a leash was put around her neck. Snake was making
sure there would be no repeat performance of her escape attempt.
Laura was ordered to shower, to shave her legs and arms but to leave her pussy
for her new owner to shave, and to put on the makeup that had been provided.
The restraints were put back on her, and Laura was led to a large "party" room,
with beamed and arched ceilings.
She was taken over to two columns conveniently set close enough to each other so
that she could be chained, spread-eagle, between them. The leash was passed
down between her breasts, against her clit, and through the crack of her ass,
and then fastened tightly on the other side of the collar.
Once she had been chained, the men left her. Laura waited for a long time. The
position she was in was just uncomfortable enough to be irritating. More time
went by. Laura thought that perhaps she was going to be kept chained up all
afternoon, and the auction wouldn't be until the evening.
Her guess was correct. It was dark outside when Snake and his men came into the
room. What she didn't count on was that by then, she would urgently need to go
to the bathroom, and that she would be denied going.
Snake's guests began to arrive. There were more than she had expected, mostly
men, but a few women also. Laura hoped that they wouldn't be her new
owners...the women looked capable of more cruelty than the men did. They were
the first to come over to her and pinch her nipples, digging their long nails
into them until tears came into her eyes, then rolling them back and forth, back
and forth before pinching them again. One of the women removed her leash and
fucked her ass with her fingers to see how tight she was. Another one, her name
was Caroline, promised her that she would have Laura's face branded if she
became her property, since no slave of hers was going to look better than
herself.
There were many accents in the room, most of which Laura couldn't place. After
the women had started to examine her physically, she was poked, pinched and
probed continuously by all the prospective buyers, and for all she knew, by
everyone else also. Laura was dismayed when she realized that behind her were
three large screens, and that Snake was showing a video of her being fucked last
night on two of the screens, and her masturbating on the third. When would the
bidding start, she wondered. A table off to one corner caught her eye, and she
realized that the bidding had been in progress for a while. The table held
notepaper and envelopes, and the bids were written down and put into a box
throughout the evening.
Laura was becoming more and more nervous as the evening wore on. Who would she
go home with tonight, she wondered, and shuddered at all the prospects. She
could see that everyone bidding had a sadistic streak in them. Laura was in a
lose-lose situation.
She was surprised when she was taken down, although the party was still in
progress. Snake's men led her back to her cell, and wordlessly left her. She
had tried to ask them what was going on, and if she had been sold, but a slap in
her face stopped her questions immediately.
Laura leaned against the stone wall of her cell and waited. They were probably
looking through the bids, and soon, her new owner would claim her. Laura put
her head down on her knees, and in that position, fell asleep waiting.
Since the lights were kept on continuously and there were no windows, Laura
didn't know how long she had slept...if it was only for an hour or two, or
through the whole night. She went back into her waiting position, and passed
her time in figuring out how she would go about negotiating for her freedom.
Some time later, Snake's men came into the cell carrying leather gear. Laura
looked at it curiously and then in dread. First, they put on long leather
gloves that laced together behind her back up to her elbows. She was fitted
with a harness that criss-crossed between her breasts, and included a belt that
was tightly cinched around her wait, and her wrists were attached to the back of
the belt. Her ankles were left unbound, but instead, her thighs were encircled
by large leather cuffs, and fastened together. She would only be able to take
very small steps. The final horror was the leather hood. It fit snugly over
her entire head, and had places to attach accessories, such as a blindfold and a
gag, both of which were added on. Before the hood was placed over her head,
her ears had been plugged. With the leather, she could barely make out any
sounds.
Laura had felt helpless before, but it was nothing like what she was now
experiencing. Her arms were bound in such as way that no movement was possible.
The leather harness was fastened tightly, making it difficult for her to draw a
breath. She couldn't hear or see, and her mouth was overfilled with a leather
"penis" gag. The restraints around her thighs make it difficult to take all but
very small steps. Who was this cruel new master that wanted her presented this
way?
Laura was led out of her cell and upstairs. Beyond that, she didn't know where
she was led. Hands would stop her from walking, or push her forward to walk.
At one point, she was positioned with the leash tight around her neck, and they
demonstrated that if she moved, it would tighten even more. She was then left
standing for easily an hour or two. Just as she was getting desperate that she
wouldn't be able to keep standing and would fall, thereby choking herself, she
felt someone's hold on her upper arm, and then a sting as though from a needle
went into that arm. It only took a few seconds for Laura to get dizzy, and then
to lose consciousness.
