Chapter 1: Slave Girl Sara

It was going to be a 2/3 week holiday in Cornwall and a time to meet up with some of Marc`s university mates also in our lifestyle.

We arrived at our complex, I say complex it’s actually a 3-bedroom, office, lounge and dining kitchen in a block of about 7. Its classed as one of Marc`s dads offices and he owns them all.

We have a balcony overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, just big enough for 2 chairs and a bistro table and private enough for me to lay out, naked, and sun bathe.

As I was unpacking, and ironing any of Marc`s clothes which had been creased, I was called into the lounge, his finger pointing down was my instruction to take the slave position on my knees, arms folded behind my back, unlike Don, the Dom who house slave trained me, who liked my hands on my head. He was already unzipped so I guess he had already started without me.

I pulled out his cock and licked off his pre cum, a bonus for me. He was pretty stretched and made my job a little easier I suppose but TBH it`s the only time ever I am in control so prefer slack to hard by sara brown. It did not develop more from me sucking him off, yes I had hoped it would and traveling down with a few stripes in my bottom made me even needier, but I had a plan.

Everything then unpacked and put away and we went out to a sea food bar for a late lunch. Marc rang for a taxi and I popped for a Pee just as it arrived. 5 minutes later I came out and he was cross we had made the take driver wait.

So cross I was naked over the settee arm as soon as we got home, and he took off his belt. I was duly belted and fucked over the arm, dont you just love it when a plan comes together?

After a few days we were sat having a picnic seafood lunch on a beach about 2 miles out of town.

“Would you like to be in a proper slave auction tomorrow sara?”

“Oh yes please Sir.”

“I have not explained the rules yet.”

“Please dont Sir, you must think it a good idea, so if you want me to do it, it`s a yes Sir.”

I saw the pleasure in his eyes and felt fulfilled inside, a slave reading this will know what I mean as will all who live any BDSM lifestyle full time.

The morning after I woke him my usual way and was told to set my pillows as he went to the loo. A caning midweek meant I was to be put on show so it must be auction day.

10 stripes, lots of tears and laid on top off and fucked, hard.

After breakfast we went to a large house towards the seaside town of Newtown Gramge.

Already 10 or more cars there, one arriving just before us. A man was sat in the back of his estate with a naked red headed girl over his knee, he was spanking her with a short strap, and she was crying. She was let go and bent over to suck his cock. I was so wet and so hoped that I would...

“sara, get naked and over my knee.” He must have read my mind this time!

Spanked and hot I followed him into the house, still naked of course. The other girl who was being spanked on our arrival was in front of us, her bottom shone like a beacon, I accidentally touched it, she turned and smiled at me.

We went into a large reception room with lots of monitors on the wall, looked as we were being sold on the net. A long block stage with a lectern at the end, like the ones in church, ran the middle of the room, so all could ogle us, I may have had a quick silent cum.

We were soon joined by 6 other Masters and their naked charges. Us girls and 2 boys, cocks a dangling, were put on the walkway and followed a very pretty boy with a huge dangling, along to the lectern, and back.

A man, obviously the organiser, spoke to us all but directed his voice at us.

“No Rules just observations and facts slaves. Firstly, you are all here on your own accord and at any time can ask to be taken home, it`s for your enjoyment too remember. The bidders for you all will be within a 20 mile radius but we have 5 other areas in the UK with over 30 slaves up for auction, all in their own areas.

The job descriptions and just the same as when you are home as is the discipline and the bidding time length is still from 2 to 5 days, already indicated by your Masters. To keep the bidding amounts secret from the slaves you will all come onto the stage at once, walk up and down a few times they be blindfolded as you will be when I finish, so last minute inspections can be made and you will not see who, if anyone, your Masters will be handling.

All money raised will be paid directly into ******, (it is a well-known British charity desperately in need of funds during this Covid times.) When we last held this auction, 2 years ago, we raised over £250,000.