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Alex seemed like a busy man. I had read on the forums that he'd only recently joined the group that was organizing the slave-market. So it didn't strike me as surprising that he was the one doing most of the running around. Eventually he had brought over two dozen slaves. Thirteen of whom I ended up sharing the holding pen with. On one trip, Alex had helped me put my armbinder back on. I was grateful for this as it raised my immersion a bit, but it also had a 'fun' side-effect. Standing with my arms out of the way like that in an enclosed space with other naked slaves made me an obvious target for what I'd call an Alpha slave. Nine didn't introduce herself... She just started pinching my nipples. Either unaware of the One Rule or simply ignoring it, she also started squeezing my sack. Thankfully I had recovered from Astrid's 'tender care', but this girl was being mean to me... When she eventually went down on me it felt like I was going to be eaten alive. I had never had a woman play with my manhood with her teeth. I think the fear hurt me most... A collar can be a very liberating device to some people. They have an excuse to act on their fetishes and perversions... Nine wanted to play a dominant slut... Astrid had other ideas though... With a yank on Nine's collar she pulls her from me and drags her out of the holding pen. Astrid and Nine disappear from the holding area, which is enclosed with black screens. I was grateful for being freed from 'Nine of bites' to be honest... I spent some time getting to know some of the slave and listening to their motivation. Most were here with a Master and were here for some Roleplay. One couple took turns at being a guest and being merchandise. The thrill of possibly ending up with someone else for the day had nested firmly in their relationship. Among the crowd in the pen was number Ten, a guy that shied away from the rest of us until I decided to introduce myself. "Hi, are you enjoying yourself? I'm Numenor, what's your name?" "Hi. I'm Koh. I think I may have jumped in the deep end too soon..." "What makes you say that? Are these perhaps your first steps into our wonderful little world?" "Well... Yes..." "What did you fill in on your application? I can't imagine they won't take your wishes into consideration." "I didn't fill in much. I hadn't even heard of or considered most of what was on the list..." "Cheer up, mate. There are a couple of really good Doms and Dommes on the guest list. I've met a bunch of them on other occasions. Look at the guys in the cage. See the one with the blindfold and posture collar?" "That what? What is a posture collar?" "A collar that keeps your head in the same place, more or less..." "Ah... Yes." "That's Pete, he's a friend of mine. He is here with his wife. She's a professional Domme. She's adapt at introducing new people, like you, to BDSM. Maybe she'll buy you at the auction. You never know." "Is that... Is that a... Through his..." "Yes... Pete has a piercing fetish..." "Oh... doesn't that... you know..." "Look at it this way, It is a clear message, right?" Pete has piercings just about anywhere, but he has one very special one. Two centimeters into his urethra he has a hole and currently hooked through this hole is a padlock... As far as chastity goes, this is probably one of the most extreme expressions of 'Mine'. "What have I gotten myself into?!" Koh sighed. "Bondage, exhibitionism and submission to name a few of the basic fetishes... Are you a straight man Koh? Or do you suck dick?" He looked startled for a moment, which made me laugh. "I like everyone, Koh, I have no preferences. I like being what someone forces me to be to be honest. I'm a real masochist though, so sex is a bonus for me..." "I... I'm not sure what I like yet..." "Then you have so much to explore still! Who knows... You might end up like Pete..." A smile grew on Koh's face. "I don't think I'm ready to find out about that Nume." "I'll introduce you to him and his wife at the after-party. They are good people." "I'd like that... Thanks." To be continued... Disclaimer (thanks to thebookdesigner.com ): This is a work of adult fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

I turn to the girls in the holding pen. "Hi, I'm Numenor. Nice to meet you." I say with an inviting smile in the hopes a pleasant conversation to which Seventeen responds; "Hello Nume, I'm Dannika and this is..." "Rachel" Twelves cuts in and points at me... "Cover yourself up! Do you really have to wave that around all the time?" I give her a bemused look. "Cover myself how? I don't really have any choice in the matter, do I?" She looks insulted and rushes over to me. Carefully avoiding my front, she tugs on my arm and spins me around. "I'll take the armbinder off so you can cover up yourself!" She says and starts releasing the straps. I protest, but I'm not exactly able to resist her and keep my balance at the same time... "And what do you think you are doing? Twelve." A sharp voice says. Twelve stops and we turn to look at the source of the command. At the gate stands an imposing figure; A woman dressed in blue, camo pants. She has her long hair tied in a single braid and she covers her eyes with aviator sunglasses. She doesn't have a top on, but her ample breast are covered with a special forces double tool-belt. In her hand is a crop I recognize as a nasty piece of work. It has a very fine tip, which signifies sharp pain to me. "No touching other merchandise, Twelve." She says and grabs Twelve by the arm. "I'll give you a swift lesson in obedience, step outside..." She attempts to drag Twelve out of the pen, but I intervene. "You are in the way Five... I don't appreciate that..." She sneers and releases Twelve. "Pardon me Ma'am, but It was my fault. I interrupted master Alex before he could tell them the rules. I take responsibility for failing to follow the rule." "Is that so? Well... You're going to regret that in a moment... Twenty lashes should adjust your obedience sufficiently. Twelve, take off his armbinder." "Ma'am..." Twelve says and continues where she stopped. "Now, Stand out here in the open for Mistress Astrid... Hands behind your head." I raise my hands and before I can steel my mind she hits my bottom. It feels like I'm being stabbed... It makes me flinch. "Any more more movement from you and I'll add ten more..." She says and hits me two more times. Every other strike I feel like flinching, but she takes it slowly. After a total of nineteen strikes she grabs me by the arm and leads me back into the holding pen. "Spread your legs and keep your hands on your head until I am gone." The moment of silence is broken by her crop hitting my testes, which knocks the wind from my lungs... I endure it however... Twelve and Seventeen stand by the spectacle and just watch... Astrid twists my right nipple for good measure and saunters out of the pen. When she is gone tears roll from my eyes and I drop to the floor, cradling my sack... Seventeen is the first to speak. "How was it?" She asks. "I think she held back..." I respond and raise myself to a seated position. "One rule; No touching the merchandise... Alex forgot to tell you that, because of me. Sorry." "See Rachel... Not all men are bad." She says to Twelve, who seems very interested in the red marks on my back. "I am a bit selfish though." I say while covering myself a bit. "I wanted to find out what the punishment was. Apart from the last hit, she was very nice... If you are partial to pain, she provided a nice pallet." "So? What is your passion, Miss Dannika Seventeen?" I ask. Dannika smiles. "We are here for rope bondage and suspension, but I also love forced orgasms. Rachel is interested in pain, but not with men..." Rachel sits down next to Dannika and looks me in the eyes with a rather guilty look on her face. "I'm sorry you got hit for my mistake... Numenor was it?" "Don't be. I'm a masochist, it is what I like... And from a bombshell like Astrid, please..." I say with a big smile. "Is this better by the way?" I ask and reveal my sore manhood. "Yeah, sorry... I just don't like having to look at it..." "Are you here with anyone Nume?" Dannika asks. "No, I'm here by myself. I haven't found anyone yet, so I'm participating in these kinds of events to get to know people... And maybe meet someone... You know..." I reply and straighten my back. "A woman that can accept the fact that I have a few special needs... Hell, I'd probably go with a man if he makes me feel right... I'm not picky really. So... Are you two a couple?" Rachel blushes and Dannika laughs. "Rachel would like that, wouldn't you?" Dannika says and Rachel buries her face in her hands. "I like girls, but I'm not opposed to men." Dannika continues. "We are sex friends for now... She gives head like no other..." Rachel looked like she was about to fall through the floor... Meanwhile, Alex had brought a few more slaves and this time they were locked in the cage. Three guys and two girls. All of them bound much tighter than me when I still had the armbinder on. Alex didn't remove their gags, so they really were in for the reluctant act. Good thing I chose the obedient role... At least now I get to talk to people... To be continued... Disclaimer (thanks to thebookdesigner.com ): This is a work of adult fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

The 'hooves' under my boots clatter on the concrete flooring, announcing my presence well in advance. Alex leads me from the locker room into a large open hall. To the right are a few cages and holding pens and to the left are a couple of porta-cabins. A couple of strategic space heaters keep the hall at a decent temperature, good enough to be walking around naked comfortably. With a tug on the lead, Alex directs me to the porta-cabins. "I'll drop you off at Dina's, she handles the new arrivals. I'll be inducting the next slave while you are getting the once-over, but I'll be back shortly." He says as we near our destination. The door to one of the porta-cabins opens and a girl exits. She two is bound and gagged. Alex grabs her by the collar and pulls her closer. "Five, meet Four. She's a first timer as well." Alex says. The girl bows her head slightly and I nod to her in respect. "You can get to know each other in the pens in a bit." The girl, Four, blushes a bit and turns away. A slap on her rear announces Dina's presence. "There are two new ones waiting by the entrance." Dina says to Alex. "I'll leave Four here for now and pick both of them up when I get back." Alex says and turns to Four. "You get to watch Five's inspection." That said, Alex turns and leaves. My attention is drawn by a firm grip on my testes... "Hello sweetheart, Come in and have a seat..." I manage a muffled gasp as she leads me by the balls... The seating available to me is a gynecologists chair. Dina removes my armbinder, sits me down and raises my legs in the stirrups. "Just a quick feel and a bit of a rinse according to your profile..." She says while putting on a pair of elbow-length latex gloves. "You won't mind if I spread you open a bit, right?" She teases and picks up a speculum from a tool-cart. The cold metal speculum brushes against my sphincter and my response is rather obvious... I flinch as Dina slaps my erection rather forcefully. "Down boy... Mommy is busy..." I can see Four standing in a corner of the room with her hands bound in front of her. By the looks of things, she is having a bit of fun on her own... Not fair! The speculum goes in unimpeded and Dina gives me a satisfied and playful look. "Looks like this little one is too easy for you... I'll let you have his bigger brother instead." She says with a rather wicked smile on her. She quickly replaces the speculum with another cold metal instrument... This time it is a spring loaded spreader... Another slap punishes my growing excitement. "I'm going to have to make a note in your profile, Five. Next time, bring a chastity device." "Four, do you want to see a trick?" Dina asks Four, who looks inquisitive and nods. Dine then pushes her hand inside of me and presses down on my prostate. Needless to say that this only added predicament and it earned me another slap in the balls... At least Four seemed amused... After a bit of probing and another few hard slaps to the groin, Dina pulls out and rinses her hands in a nearby washing basin. She snap her fingers and beckons me into a tiled room with a drain in the middle. Quick as I'm able, I dismount the chair and take my designated place. "Now, hands on the wall and don't spill a drop before I say you can release..." That said I feel a very much above average nozzle pushing its way into me... The sound of water flowing and the sensation of filling up don't really help my erection, but at least now Dina can't hit me in the testes... When she withdraws the nozzle, Dina makes me wait an agonizing minute before she allows me to release into a white bucket. Dina bends me over further and says; "Hold still while I make you smell a bit sweeter." She covers her hand in an oily lube and roughly opens me up again. The other hand grabbed me by the nuts once more. "You look like you are easy to milk, Five... Maybe I'll place a bit for you as well..." She says before ruining my excitement with a tight squeeze. After re-equipping my armbinder Dina leads me and Four outside. "Wait here, Alex will be back in a bit." she says and closes the door behind her. For the moment Four and I are alone. At first she attempts to cover herself up, but with her hands bound that effort is in vain. I squat and struggle against my armbinder. If anything, it seems to fascinate her... She has a cute red ball-gag in her mouth, it matches her red hair... Before too long Alex comes over with two more slaves... Numbers twelve and seventeen, both female, both bound just like Four. Twelve hides behind Seventeen when she nears me. She's either just terribly shy or not charmed by my flaccid member. 'Sorry miss, but I can't hide it with my arms like this' I think to myself. Dina emerges to take the girls inside and Twelve seems to lighten up a bit... Must be a woman's girl... Alex grabs out leads and guides us towards the cages and pens. "I checked your profiles. You are both listed as obedient, so you won't be going into the cage." Alex opens the gate to the holding pen. "Come here Five, I'll take your gag off for now." He says and frees my speech. He hangs by the gate and turns to Four to free her from her gag as well. "It is still early and most of the guests haven't yet arrived, so you get to talk to each other for a bit." He says and dons a stern look. "One rule; No touching the other merchandise. comprendé?" Both Four and me nod silently. "Good, there is clean water in the trough to your left, but I'm afraid room-service is out of the question. Any questions?" Alex asks, his stern tone gone like snow on a sunny day... "Who enforces the one rule?" I ask. "Astrid should be around here somewhere. To be fair, it is more of a courtesy to the other slaves on your part. You'd probably enjoy the punishment and you'd probably make Astrid's morning a bit more fun. Just be considerate of the others, OK, Five?" "Yes sir." "I'll be back shortly." Alex says and exits the holding pen. He locks the gate behind him. As elegant as I can manage I take a seat on one of the blankets that cover the floor. Four sits down opposite me and asks; "Are you Thespian1990 from the forum?" "No, I go by Numenor on there. I'd shake your hand, but I guess I'll bow my head instead." I respond." "Yeah, you look good in that though. I'm Flora, nice to meet you Numenor." "Like wise. Are you here with someone?" "No. I'm here on my own. I talked to Thespian on the forums and he talked me into going. I signed up as a servant, but from the looks of things you signed up for a bit more." "Well I signed up as anything except servant. I'll tell you, Dina is my kind of woman..." Flora laughs and points to me. "Your friend agrees." I look down... She's pointing at my boner... "Why boner?! Stahp!" Flora laughs heartily... Alex returns to lead Twelve and Seventeen into the pen. When he is removing their gags I stand up and walk over to them. "Sir, is there a slave named Thespian list of participants?" I ask Alex. "Hmm... I'll have a look... No there is no slave by that name, but there is a guest with that name upstairs. Is there something wrong?" "Wasn't there something in the rules that servants should be in chastity?" "Yes, but you didn't sign up as a servant..." "Isn't Four supposed to be wearing a belt then?" "But she isn't enrolled as a servant... What is this all about?" I turn to Flora and ask her; "Did you enroll yourself? Or did Thespian enroll you?" "He said he'd enroll me as a servant." Flora says and joins Alex and me at the gate. Alex sighs in exasperation. "Every time... Right, I'll change your enrollment, I think Dina could use a servant. Are you some kind of detective Five?" "No, I just have a good memory... It struck me as odd to see Four without a belt." "I'll have to keep an eye on Thespian I guess. Thanks for making my job that bit more 'fun'." Alex says with a very sarcastic look on his face. Alex grabs Flora's gag and leads her back to the porta-cabins. So there I am... I think I made two friends already... Also... Why is Twelve still hiding behind Seventeen... I'm not that scary! To be continued... Disclaimer (thanks to thebookdesigner.com ): This is a work of adult fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

"Next!" the woman at the door says and beckons me to approach. "Your invitation and name please." She says in a rather commanding tone. "Here you go, Nume is the name you'll be checking for." She checks the list on her tablet. "Lets see, this seems to be in order... Numenor... Ah yes, single, sub... Is this your first time here?" She asks. "This is indeed my first time here, yes." The woman swipes the list away and types something on her tablet. "Right, go through the door, down the hallway and wait by the black door on the left. It has a descending stairs symbol on it. Your appointed guardian will join you shortly." She says gestures me to proceed. "Thanks." As I walk down the hallway I hear what can only be described as a busy crowd through a door to my left. It is not for me to enter there though. Half-way through the hallway is the black door with the correct symbol on it. As I wait for my contact to appear I notice a few people entering the door to the busy crowd. One of them gives me a glance, but she doesn't linger or approach me. It isn't long before someone meets me at the door. He extends his hand... His grasp is firm, mine is not... "Numenor right? I'm Alex. I'll be your guardian for today. I hope you are better rested than I am." He says with a smile. I nod and ask him what ails him. "Oh, you know, too many energy drinks, too little to eat... We put a lot of effort in organizing today you know... I hope everyone likes it." He seemed to be riding his caffeine high while it still lasted... I had slept well, but the early bird in me had woken me up rather early. "Right, follow me and I'll show you the changing room." He says and leads me through the door, down two flights of stairs, into a large room. Lockers line one of the walls of the changing room, but for the most part it was just what your average changing room looks like. Benches and lockers to the left, showers and a toilet to the right, exit straight ahead... He grabs his tablet and opens my profile. "Just some questions before we start, just answer yes or no..." "Have you cleaned yourself on the inside?" "Yes." "Are you medically healthy?" "Yes." "Have you got any reservations other than what you filled out on your application?" "No." "Are you alright with your appointed guardian?" "Well..." He looks at me and sighs at my mischievous grin. "Keep up that attitude and you'll wish you felt as good as me right now..." "Yes sir." I reply. He just sighs in response. "You have your laugh while you can, Numy... Now... I take it your gear in in your bag. Were you able to bring the restraints on the list?" "Yes." "Good, we've had two others who had a few pieces missing." "The information said that I didn't have to bring a collar, so do you have one for me?" I asked and watched as a devious grin grew on Alex's face. "I'll take that as a yes..." "The idea is that, when everyone has the same collar, you all look uniform. Well... as much as possible. I'll go grab it when you are done changing." He says and shows me to the benches. "Now then... Quick as you like..." he says and slaps me on the bottom. I slip out of my clothes and stow them in one of the lockers under the watchful eyes of my guardian. I pull my apparel from my bag and lay them out on the bench. A pair of pony boots, four leather shackles with padlocks, an armbinder and bit-gag with head-harness. Alex picks up one of the boots and examines it. "I read you had a something special on your profile, Where did you get these?" "Internet, where else. They were hand crafted in Italy for me." "Nice... Oh look, they even have horseshoes underneath." "I'd let you try them, but I guess you are more of a 'giving' kind of guy, right?" "Yeah, but I get to have fun in other ways... I'll help you with the armbinder and gag." "I thought you would..." I smirk. When I finish changing and lock my restraints on my wrists and ankles Alex presents me a stainless steel collar with a label dangling from a ring on the front. The number five is engraved on it in black. "Right, now kneel and I'll do the collar and gag." Alex says and I comply. He locks the collar around my neck and picks up the gag. "Nice details by the way, Numy. This will match really well with the boots." "Before I forget; I have reins to go with the gag. Could you use that instead of a lead?" I ask. "I'll attach them, but the lead stays I'm afraid." "Thanks." "Hey, before I lock this gag... What do you want your safeword to be? Some of the events we have planned for today will require them. I'll make sure to remove the gag beforehand." "I'd like my safeword to be; 'would you kindly'." "Ha, classy... Are you ready then?" "Yes sir." Alex locks the gag harness around my head, depriving me of speech for a while. The armbinder is quickly fitted and Alex makes sure to attach the reins and finally the lead. "Alright, that is you all done. Before the auction you will have two place to visit... First of all I'll take you to be examined, though we might need to get a vet for you... Second we'll go to the display hall. There, guests will browse the available goods and get an idea of what to bid on. By the looks of you, you'll probably fetch a pretty penny under the hammer." "hm hohhn howaht ho he" I manage to murmur with the gag spoiling my efforts. "Good. Now let's go see the nurse... No matter how good you clean a slave, they always seem to gather more dirt. She'll give you another good, thorough rinse." A tug on the lead signaled the start of the rest of the day... Oh, happy day... To be continued... Disclaimer (thanks to thebookdesigner.com ): This is a work of adult fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.