Kanesha Ch. 05: Auction of Slave 336

Melinda laughed it off. "So she's beautiful beyond all compare?" She batted her eyes in a coy flattered way.

"Something like that. So what happens next?" Patrick asked.

"Oh sweetie. You just sit back..." Melinda slid a hand to his lap and unzipped his pants. "Slave 336 is going to display her sucking and fucking skills on a real cock, your cock, while the bidders continue to wager a price for her body." She fished out his swelling member and laid the semi-hard cock against his stomach.

"Stacy, why don't you set her pace.." Melinda said pulling the brunette over to the chair. "If you do a good job I'll make sure the encore involves 336's head between your legs."

Slave 336 felt her former best friend's hand move to the back of her latex hood. The woman who had always been a trusted friend pushed her face closer and closer to Patrick's semi-hard cock. The last thing Slave 336 wanted was to suck and fuck her former coworker in front of this crowd. She slid her hands up his thighs until her right one grasp his cock. She could smell a days worth of sweat and musk from his crotch and she stroked his member slowly as Stacy forced her face closer. The thought of pleading for mercy crossed her mind as her lips met and kissed the head of his cock.

She stroked the base slowly as Stacy pushed her deeper. Her lips swallowed and sucked in the head and first several inches of Patrick's cock. It was far from impressive, maybe even shorter and thinner than the average cock she'd fucked this week. It was humiliating as her lips moved deeper as her hand moved to cup his balls. Her nose was tickled by his thick pubic hair as Stacy held her head down.

"Mmmmmm. Hot damn she's got a mouth built for cocksucking." Patrick said aloud.

"That she does. Why don't you make her work harder Stacy." Melinda requested.

"Of course." Stacy replied loosening her grip allowing Slave 336 to slide back almost off the cock.

Slave 336 felt her best friends hand pause her retreat and force her face back into Patrick's crotch. She hated the feeling of his member swelling inside her mouth. She hated how hard she was making this sexist married pig of a man. She felt Stacy's hand force her head back and forth sucking and gagging on his cock.

"Fuck that mouth is made to be used." Patrick said his eyes locked on her lips wrapped around his hard member.

"She's quite the slut." Stacy chimed in. "I wonder if she eats pussy as well as she sucks cock."

"Even better. I can testify to that. I'll let you sample her in just a moment." Melinda said. "So what brings you to the club tonight Stacy?"

"Well me and Patrick both work with a woman who's a member and invited us but seems she's stood us up." Stacy replied never pausing the task of fucking Slave 336's mouth over and over again on Patrick's cock.

"Well I'm sure she'll turn up. As long as the both of you are enjoying yourselves." Melinda smiled giving Slave 336's left breast a light smack.

"Oh... fuck... we... sure... are..." Patrick said moaning tossing his head back in pleasure.

Slave 336 was lost in a haze of submission and humiliation. She was being forced to suck the cock of a man she wanted nothing to do with and her best friend was the one making her do it. Her pussy was sodden from the humiliation of it on top of her recent orgasm against the black dildo. She felt Stacy pull her head back and lean down.

The kiss sent the crowd into an uproar as Stacy's lips locked around Slave 336's. Their tongues swirled around their saliva mixed with the pre-cum from Patrick's cock. Before Slave 336 could react she felt Stacy pull her down to the ground. Their body's writhe together as Slave 336's naked breasts pressed firmly to the front of Stacy's tight top. They rolled on the stage floor until Stacy was laying flat on her back with Slave 336 over top of her.

Slave 336 looked deep into her best friends eyes as she pulled back and broke their kiss. In that instant she could see Stacy recognize who was under the hood. Before she could say anything Slave 336's lips locked back around hers in a deep kiss.

"Look at them go! Maybe we'll have a two for one auction tonight!" Melinda shouted as the bids went higher and crowd cheered.

Stacy's eyes went wide as the kiss was broken again and she watched her hooded best friend slide down her soft body and slide up the bottom of her dress. She moaned knowing she'd find nothing underneath as the hood disappeared between her spread raised knees. Stacy then saw Patrick drop to his knees behind the raised naked hips of their co-worker Kanesha.

Stacy's hand went again to the back of her hood as she moaned as Kanesha's tongue licked up her pussy lips and began swirling around her clit. She watched Patrick move closer and then thrust inside her best friend. She could see something new on the small of Kanesha's back. She realized for a moment that she'd been branded and marked as property. It made her pussy gush as she felt her friends tongue push inside her cunt and nose nuzzle her clit.

Slave 336 felt Patrick's cock push deep inside her wet cunt. She tried to grip his member with the tight walls of her pussy but her wetness and his size didn't help. His hips slammed into her ass over and over as he thrust deep driving her face into the spread legs of her best friend. Her tongue worked back and forth trying to pleasure a friend she might never see again after tonight. Being forced into the degrading threesome was driving her toward another orgasm.

She felt Patrick's balls slapping over and over again against her. His ugly filthy bare cock was fucking her unprotected. The idea of his cumming inside either hole or spraying her with his jizz pushed her over the edge. She moaned deeply vibrating her lips around Stacy's neatly trimmed

mound. She could hear her best friend began to moan as her hand pressed her harder and firmer, holding her in place. She knew she was cumming as well but she hoped to somehow avoid Patrick's load and the humiliation that she'd suffer when he realized what Stacy had already figured out.

"Fuck... This whore's pussy is red hot!.. fuck I'm gonna blow..." she felt his hand slap her ass hard making it jiggle and she knew the skin would blaze red. She wanted it to stop she didn't want his cum on her or in her. Then she heard him read the tattoo on her lower back. "Look Stacy! This sluts been tattooed with her new name. Slave 336! Slave 336!" He repeated with each deep thrust.

So many things had broken within her this week and this was the same kind of mental break. She was a sex slave just like Patrick was repeating. She would fuck and suck any cock offered and do it with vigor. It didn't matter if it was the beautiful cock of her future owner or a ugly barely satisfying cock of a creepy former coworker. She moaned deeply as she begged him to "Give me your cum!" through the muffled legs of Stacy. She repeated the plea but Stacy's hand pushed her harder into her crotch as an attempt to save some of her dignity.

Patrick did give Slave 336 just what she asked for as he slid out his cock and laid it on her backside. She felt warm sticky loads shoot and spray on her oiled up and sweat covered ass. For a moment she questioned why he had sprayed her ass with his load, was her cunt not a warm enough and wet enough place to fill? Was she somehow not worthy to take his seed in her womb? The last fleeting thought made her flush in humiliation. How had she been reprogrammed through all the sex this week to crave cum from even those she'd never want sex with before.

Another ding sounded signaling the bidding had reached the next plateau. She dreaded what that might mean as Melinda's voice rang out above the crowd.

"We've reached $100,000! What a show and what a slut we have to sell all you fine bidders. Let's watch the large display behind me for what's next for Slave 336..." Melinda said as she walked back to the threesome still on the stage floor. Her hand moved to Stacy's hand, and with authority pulled it off Slave 336's head. Melinda then pulled her up as the screen began to play.

Slave 336 heard the doctor's voice playing on the screen as she turned to see her own face bare for the crowd to see.

"For the record state your former identity and who you are now." The Doctor voice could be heard.

She took a deep breath. "My name was Kanesha Connors, I was collared last night by Master Stone in Public Room 111 where I have begun my life of sexual slavery as Slave 336. Until such time as I'm sold at auction to a new owner who may do with my body as they wish." she watched tears welled up as she recited the words.

With that Melinda jerked off her latex hood baring her for all to see. The crowd sat in stunned silence as the video behind her continued to play displaying her naked body and part of her processing with the doctor. Slave 336 looked over to see her friend Stacy turn her head away in shame as her suspicion was confirmed. Patrick on other hand was sporting a smirk that said he'd fucked a pussy that had always been off limits to him until tonight. Slave 336's shame and humiliation made her cunt throb for more cock as Melinda explained the game.

"Several weeks ago the owner of this club approached me with a suggestion. His newest auctioneer, Ms. Kanesha Connors, had become too haughty for her own good and he wanted her brought down a few pegs. Since, I'm a pretty decent doppelgänger for her he suggested we swap places. I sign up to enter the slave auction program with a permanent contract and he swaps us places under the guise of her pretending to be me for a limited time. This 'pretty Fuckdoll' fell for it hook, line and sinker. Didn't you Slave?" She asked pushing her on shaking feet toward the front of the stage.

"Yes Mistress..." she said quietly as the crowd stirred.

"Louder!" She smacked Slave 336 hard on the ass.

"Yes Mistress!" She yelled as the crowd began cheering and clapping.

"Louder! Who are you?!" A slap hard on the other ass cheek.

"Ahhh. I'm Slave 336!" She said feeling Melinda jerk her black hair back to show her face to the now loudly cheering crowd.

"Now that the crowd knows who you were, let's show them what you are." She pushed her toward the very front of the stage. "Hands behind your head, thrust those slave udders out and spread those heels." Melinda said stepping behind her.

Slave 336 complied looking straight into the crowd of cheering people. She could see more and more people entering the main room. They must have heard of the debasement and auction of the former auctioneer and were eager to see if the rumors were true. She felt Melinda loosening her corset and soon it was pulled away baring her flat stomach for the crowd. Melinda then began slowly sliding down the fishnet stockings on her thighs. She left them bunched up around her ankles while she unbuckled the heels on her feet.

"Step out of them." She ordered sliding the shoes and stockings off to leave Slave 336 dressed only in her collar and restraints. Slave 336 felt a new level of exposure as every inch of her flesh was visible to the ever growing crowd. She watched Melinda rise and unclip the chain locking her nipple rings together and discarding all the items in a small bin for a guard to take away.

She was thankful that the ever present tug downward on her nipples by the thin chain was finally gone. Melinda moved again behind her bunching up her dark black hair into a ponytail and tying it off. "There let's give you a nice tight throat-fuck handle. Why don't you take a slow turn and show the crowd your lovely profile and backside." She said stepping away.

Slave 336 kept her head high feeling her breasts pulled up as she slowly turned for the crowd. She could make out lewd comments about her frame, bust and curvy backside. She kept turning revealing the tattoos that had been added to her flesh on the side of her breast and lower back. As her back met the crowd she could see her coworkers Stacy and Patrick wiping off their bodies watching her intently. Guards were assisting them wipe off as Stacy eyes pleaded for this not to be true about her best friend. Patrick on the other hand was smiling cruelly and she could almost see him thinking how she was getting exactly what she deserved.

She kept turned showing the other side of her profile as Melinda stood beside her. She could see out of the corner of her eye the screen behind them filled with images taken by the doctor during her evaluation. Close up images of her cunt and ass along with her new tattoos and piercings filled the screen. She flushed as she glanced the bidding numbers passing $120,000 and continuing to rise.

When she faced the crowd again it was clear the room was full, tables were full and several members stood to view the auction. "Hold Slave." Melinda said moving directly behind her. She felt her soft sensual fingers slide up her hips and over the sides of her stomach until they reached her breasts.

Melinda squeezed the supple flesh mashing Slave 336's breasts between her fingers. She squeezed firm and pulled her back against her own ample tightly covered chest. Slave 336 could feel her bare back press to Melinda's bust as she started to grind her hips back against Melinda's thighs. Melinda did the same humping back against her bare ass.

"I know most of you sampled her body in the Display Cage but now that her hood is off and she's completely exposed for you just look at these curves. They can be yours if you're willing to pay." Melinda said diving her lips against Slave 336's neck sucking it below her collar.

Slave 336 turned her head feeling the lust building inside her core as Melinda heated her up. As they kissed Melinda's right hand slid off her breast and moved over her belly to her pussy. Melinda's fingers drove past her soaking wet labia lips. Slave 336 pulled off the kiss to moan deeply at the sexual penetration.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this could all be yours..." she said fingers sliding in and out of Slave 336's cunt.

"You could place your own collar around her neck." She said kissing again around her collar.

"You could tattoo your name right here." She said turning her so that the crowd could see the clear tattoo on the outside of her left breast. "Or burn a personal brand into it marking her forever."

Slave 336 knees buckled as the words made another orgasm course through her core. She felt her pussy gripping Melinda's fingers and spasming around them at the thought of a permanent brand. "Oh she seemed to like that thought... bid high those that want to burn her flesh with a mark." Melinda said with a cruel smile.

"You could even fill this sluts cunt over and over with cum until she produces your offspring and her big udders fill with milk." Melinda said squeezing her left breast hard and keeping up the pressure fingerbanging her cunt.

Slave 336 kept cumming, following up the first with a second shaking orgasm. "She's just keeps cumming on my fingers like a pretty little Fuckdoll." Melinda said using the fresh tattoo on her mound as a reminder of her status in her new life.

Melinda slowed her fingers as the crowd worked into a frenzy cheering and bidding. She slowly pulled them away and gave another command. "Turn. Spread your legs wide. Bend and grab your ankles. Show the crowd how wet and ready your holes are to use."

As if on autopilot, Slave 336 pivotied on her bare feet and spread them much further than shoulder width. She didn't hesitate and she tossed her head forward upside down and grabbed her ankles. Melinda leaned down and padlocked her wrist and ankle cuffs to each other, pinning her like that.

Suddenly it hit her exactly what she'd done. Without any hesitation she'd thrust both rear holes toward the crowd for inspection. She flushed knowing this was all she was worth anymore. She had just finished when another chime sounded and the crowd cheered as Level 4 had been reached.

"$200,000! Is the current bid and we will now move onto the next display of her body." Melinda said reaching behind the auction podium for a few items.

Slave 336 stayed in position never flinching as Melinda returned cracking a single tailed whip in the air. She didn't want to show any fear or reservation for what she knew was coming. Even upside down and dizzy from the position she could see something black and thick protrude from between Melinda's legs. The thick shaft curved upward and it looked to be covered in ridges or bumps. Slave 336 shuddered realizing what the cruel strapon looked like.

"We usually don't bruise the merchandise but I think tonight her new owner won't mind a few stripes." Melinda said coiling the single tail whip.

She heard the swish of the air as the whip cut through an instant before a line of fire erupted across both her round cheeks. She gritted her teeth refusing to show the pain her ass was feeling.

"See how tough this Slave is? Let's see how much it takes to make her scream." Melinda toyed as she slammed the whip a few inches lower where her ass and thighs met.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The whip slammed harshly into her hips and redlines began to show on her light brown skin. Slave 336 gritted her teeth not wanting to show the intense pain she was feeling on her thighs. The fifth blow landed just below her exposed holes causing her to gasp deeply.

"What a tough slut to crack!" Melinda said slicing the whip just above her knee and the tail striking Slave 336 on the side of her upside down hanging breast.

"Ahhhhh!! Fuck..." Slave 336 screamed finally submitting to Melinda's whip. The whip sliced through the air yet again aiming for the same location and again she felt her back leg and other breast impacted.

"Ahhhh!" She gasp feeling the burning lines on her thighs and tits.

"Sing for us Pretty Fuckdoll!" Melinda said slamming the whip higher hitting her round cheeks perfectly several more times.

By the time Slave 336's thighs were striped red, she was in near tears from the stinging pain. "Not so tough are we now..." Melinda said stepping behind her. She could feel the thick hard head of her strap-on press against her wet shaven mound. "And only after a measly 15 strokes..."

With that Melinda thrust roughly and impaled Slave 336's cunt with the strap-on and began fucking her roughly from behind. Her hands gripped her hips and pistoned deep and slid out. "Look how wet this little Fuckdoll is? We should change her brand to say PAINSLUT after how wet that whipping just made her." Melinda slid out the thick ridged black cock glistening in Slave 336's juices.

Melinda forced her to turn to the side so their profile would be more visible to the large crowd as she fucked her brutally from behind. Her thighs slammed hard into 336's ass as she penetrated deep. Melinda held back nothing as she brutally railed the slaves hole. She smacked the whip-striped ass in front of her making Slave 336 groan and moan in lust and agony.

"Fucking cum...cum on my girlcock... you sorry gutter slut... that's it.. yeah... that's it... bounce that ass back into me... fuck my dick with that slave cunt of yours... show your new owner you like your ass whipped before a good fuck.." Melinda said between thrusts into the slaves bare hips.

Slave 336 hadn't realized it until Melinda had said it but she was fucking back into her thrusts. She was driving her sodden wet cunt backward to meet her brutal pounding. The painful stripes down her legs didn't matter as the only thing she wanted to feel was another orgasm. She wanted her new owner to know he could beat and then fuck her roughly whenever they wished. She thought of herself as simple fuckmeat and that pushed her over the edge.

Melinda recognized the signs of Slave 336 cumming on her strap-on. She pushed deep and held inside her grinding her hips against her mound. She let her finish and glanced up to see the current bid still rising past $273,000. She pushed her down on the ground and spun her to her back so that her feet and wrists were high in the air.