Abducted and Enslaved
Copyright© 2002 by MarkMersereau
Chapter 30: The Rest of the Females are Sold
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 30: The Rest of the Females are Sold - Detective type plot with principal protagonist a newswoman. She is abducted along with other females (and males) for white slavery on south Atlantic island frequented by the wealthy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt Mult NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Blackmail Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Humiliation Sadistic Gang Bang Group Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Sex Toys Squirting Food Water Sports Enema Exhibitionism Voyeurism Size Slow
From her seat in the front row, Sheila watched as Mia Cole was auctioned. Auburn-hair, and eighteen years old, she possessed a petite and shapely figure with B cup breasts. A man, anonymous because of the darkness, bought her. After the last silent bid was made, Crane called out "Sold!" and the man stated his apartment number.
Mia's roommate, Robyn, with large breasts for her equally petite figure was auctioned next. When she removed her dress, her long black hair reached so far down her back that it covered the dimple just above the crack of her buttocks. From the talk of the women behind her, Sheila gathered that the purchaser was named 'George'.
"I'm pretty certain that's George buying her," one of the women remarked. "He has such a fetish for big tits. He pointed out to me this morning which of those girls that he intended to bid on. That big-titted Anne or that blonde that you just bought were his first two choices. He said that if he couldn't get either of them then the delightful little thing with the long black hair who's displaying herself this moment was his next choice."
"Is the suite number his?" a second woman asked.
"I'm not sure, Lindsey. But, the voice sounded like his."
Jane Lyons, the seventeen year old blonde who Sheila remembered from the ship, came out on the stage. She was dressed in a scoop-necked royal blue evening gown, gold earrings, and a gold chain necklace.
Crane told her, "Undo the zipper, Jane. Kelly will take your dress."
The blonde shook her head. She mumbled something that might have been, "I-I can't," but in such a soft voice that Sheila wasn't sure.
Crane repeated his words and added, "Help her, Kelly."
"No, no!" Jane cried, loudly. "I won't!"
Kelly reached for the girl's zipper, but Jane pushed her hand aside. She exclaimed, "I can't do that in front of all these people! I won't!"
Kelly tried to reason with her, saying "The other girls all did it, Jane. You have to."
"No!"
Crane said. "Kelly, discipline her. But avoid leaving whip marks. If her Master likes them, let him be the one to make them."
"Yes, Master Crane."
Kelly said to the blond guard who stood behind the girl. She said, "Hold her Michael?"
"Sure thing, Kelly."
He reached around Jane's waist and grasped her forearms, above the wrists. He pulled them behind her and held them.
Jane struggled to pull her arms free. "Stop it!" she cried; "Let me go!"
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