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Bernadette's Initiation
Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster
audience "She'll gladly do anything for you. Or for your mates. Won't you, Amanda?" "Yes, sir." I meekly replied into his outstretched microphone, to the accompaniment of loud cheering. "And, like every auction lot, she's sold in what she's wearing with a top of the range chastity belt and, for times when you let her out alone, a remote control." He brandished a tablet computer and pressed the screen. I yelped with pain, provoking howls of laughter from the audience. "Amanda hates pain, so please use it sparingly." "But we like giving it!" someone heckled, to cheers and applause. "Do a twirl, Amanda, and show 'em what you've got." Under the spotlights I twirled before the audience, the dress rustling and swirling around me. "Look how meek and compliant she is. The sub of your dreams. Let's see a nice curtsey." "Yes, Sir." I replied, complying, the audience responding volubly. "Lift your dress and show 'em what you've got!" To whoops and cheers I bent down and lifted the hem of my dress to reveal stocking tops, panties and chastity belt. Could this humiliation get any worse? For the benefit of the audience he groped my body lecherously while they continued to cheer enthusiastically. With his arm round my waist he started the bidding. "What am I bid for this gorgeous slave? The equipment she's wearing is worth a grand of anyone's money. We'll start silly. A hundred pounds anyone?" Several hands went ... up. The bidding rapidly escalated, a hundred at a time. He had me twirl and dance before them. As I did so I saw to my alarm that the bagging movie was showing on a screen behind me. At 3500 the bidding slowed, just three muscular leather men near the stage competing hard for me. I didn't like the look of any of them but it seemed inevitable that one would win. With bids of that magnitude their expectations would surely match. I thought I'd signed up for a day. How long did servitude to one of these a****ls last? Suddenly a voice from the back yelled "Five thousand!" The audience erupted into wild cheering. "Going once... Going twice..." The leather men shook their heads "...Sold to the man at the back for five thousand pounds. Come and collect!" In the glare of the spotlights I couldn't see my new owner but his voice seemed familiar. Moments later Steve appeared, handing Mike a wad of cash and taking keys and tablet from the table. To cheers from the audience he took my hand and led me backstage. I was so relieved he was my buyer I momentarily forgot I remained an owned woman with a future not of my own choosing. When we reached his house he bade me sit on the sofa and sat beside me. Taking my hand he explained my role. "You'll live here as my wife and be in chastity except when I choose to give you pleasure. We'll get to know each other, hopefully get on well. But if after six months I'm unhappy I'll release you from slavery; you'll never see me ...