Ginny's Auction Pt. 01

Looking at Ginny, Jonathan began.

"Ginny, I understand that your fantasy is to be sold as a sex slave for a period of time. Is this correct and are you doing this of your own free will, that Mike is not forcing you to do this?

"Yes," Ginny answered, "my own free will and my fantasy."

Jonathan continued. "You must realize that if you proceed then you will be entering into a contract. You would be expected to perform sexually with whoever buys you and that person would have complete access to all your holes. Beyond that, you could be expected to perform sexually with anyone or any group that your buyer wants. This could mean that you may have to service several people simultaneously. Do you understand?"

Again, Ginny answered, "Yes, I understand."

"Also," Jonathan continued, "the winner of your auction could punish you in any way he or she sees fit. This may include spanking, paddling or whipping. I understand from Mike, that there will be no permanent marking of you. That is an important limit because your slavery is temporary. Do you understand?"

Ginny nodded her head. Jonathan motioned for Ginny to approach him. Jonathan stood up and took hold of Ginny's nipples. Giving them a pinch which caused her to wince, he turned her around and un clipped her cuffs.

"Kneel on the floor, Ginny, head down, your ass up facing Mike and me."

When Ginny complied, Jonathan told Ginny to remove the butt plug.

After working the plug for a while, Ginny was able to remove it with plop. Jonathan told Ginny to stay where she was and to pull her cheeks apart, exposing her asshole.

"Thank you, Ginny. I have put a towel on this chair so why don't you sit here."

I asked Jonathan if he was satisfied that this fantasy was entirely Ginny's and she was doing it entirely of her own free will.

"I am. There are a few things to go over. How long do you want to be a slave? I need to know all the limits you have for this fantasy. To be truthful, the more limits you have the less likely you'll have a satisfactory fantasy."

I said that we had talked about limits. Other than no change of appearance or marks that would go away in 3-4 days, that was it.

"Is this correct, Ginny?" Jonathan asked.

Ginny said that it was correct. She wanted to be treated like a sex slave. She also said she didn't want to be in a position that could cause her to be arrested. Other than those things, everything else was ok.

"Ginny, how long do you want to be a slave? I would suggest a weekend. Say 48 hours from Friday to Sunday?"

Ginny said that would be fine.

Ginny asked, "how are you going to do this?"

Jonathan smiled, "I have been involved with a group of people who are into swinging and, uh, well, other esoteric pleasures. I believe I could gather a fair amount for an auction. We will need pictures of Ginny."

I said that won't be a problem.

Jonathan then asked, "How do you see this happening, Ginny?"

"I think there should be a viewing period where the prospective bidders get to uh, view the merchandise," she giggled. "Maybe bound in a way that they could touch my...pussy and ass or play with my tits. I want to be blindfolded during this inspection but not gagged so I can answer questions. After that, the blindfold could be removed and I would be readied for the auction maybe hands bound with a leash and collar."

"I will let Mike get you ready you for the preview, but the auctioneer takes over after that," said Jonathan. "As much as I would enjoy bidding on you myself, I would be pleased to act as auctioneer. You both realize that Ginny's fantasy will make you a significant sum of money?"

I smiled at Jonathan and thanked him for the offer. Ginny said she would be pleased to have Jonathan as the auctioneer.

"Where will the auction be held?" Ginny asked.

"If you approve, I have a catering hall in mind. The owner may be one of the potential bidders so there will be the assurance of privacy. Once I have Ginny's picture I will begin inviting potential buyers. Ginny, is it agreeable that women may bid on you?"

"Yes. A real slave would not be able to refuse a female mistress."

"Just two more things. If the purchaser shares you with others are you still alright with three at one time? What about a safe word?"

Ginny blushed, "yes, three at one time. I really hope that happens. The safe word to stop the action Mike and I use is jalapeño. If I use that word, it's over but I will not use it. Jonathan, I have told Mike that I will go through the whole time."

"Well, get me a picture and I will get to work."

With that we walked home, Ginny nude, of course. I took a picture of Ginny, front and back, and e-mailed it to Jonathan.

Ginny decided that she would remain naked in the house, stripping as soon as she returned from work. Ginny thought that if she did this she would feel more comfortable being naked in front of people. Although, besides me, no one saw her except Jonathan.

Two weeks after our meeting with Jonathan our bell rang. Jonathan came in and saw Ginny naked and hugged her, running his hand over her ass.

"Well, next Friday night. We are all set."

"How many bidders?" Ginny asked.

"15. 11 men and 4 women. Preview will be at 7:30 and the auction right after at 8:30. The period of Ginny's slavery will be from the moment she is sold until 6:00 pm on Sunday. Is this acceptable?"

I looked at Ginny and she at me and I said to her, "last chance to back out, no one will think badly of you, at least not in this room.

Ginny replied, "No, I really want this. Please, Jonathan. Do not let me chicken out on the block."

"You won't. There is a great deal of excitement about this. It might be the kinkiest thing we've done in years. Every effort is going to be made to give Ginny the fantasy that she wants. I believe, young lady, that you will have some very sore holes as well as a sore ass and tits. They said that Mike can get you ready for the preview but only watch after that."

Ginny asked Jonathan, "How can I ever thank you for this?"

"Perhaps after you have recovered from your slavery, I might ask to have you for a day."

I said that would be the least we could do.

The day of the auction had arrived. Ginny had gone to a salon for a complete waxing. She also had the technician remove any hairs by her asshole which got the technician to ask if there was something special that Ginny was planning. Ginny told me she told the tech, "maybe."

Late in the afternoon, she douched and took two enemas. When she was cleaned out she put her make up on as I got a bag of goodies together. Jonathan wanted the cuffs, any whips or paddles we had, nipple clips and the blindfold.

We lived 45 minutes away and I gave Ginny a robe to wear with her heels. She wore nothing else as we got in the car and began to drive.

"Are you still ok with this?"

Ginny said she was. But she wanted to know how I was. I would be left to wonder what she would be doing during her slavery. I told her that this was her fantasy and I want her to totally immerse herself in it. I knew she could be servicing multiple partners and perhaps eat a pussy or two. I asked Ginny to promise me that when she returned home she would tell me everything that she was put through.

"I promise."

Jonathan was at catering hall when we arrived at 7:00. Jonathan was talking with a man and woman as we entered.

"Oh, good you are here," Jonathan said. "This is Robert George and his wife Ellen. They will be bidding tonight but since they have donated the premises they have earned the right to be here and are helping me with the equipment. It would not be fair if they see you, Ginny, so please keep your robe on."

The three of them were moving some stocks into position on a raised platform. I said to Ginny that they looked similar to the ones we saw in New York where the woman was publicly spanked and paddled.

"Yes, I remember, you gave some her some swats, didn't you?"

"Yes I did," I said. "Looks like you might get some, too."

There was also a metal pole placed in front where I thought Ginny would be bound during the bidding. When the set up was done, Ellen George came up to Ginny and said, "I am sure we will see more of you in a while." She and husband left the room.

"Time to get ready, Ginny" said Jonathan.

Ginny slipped off her heels and undid her robe.

"You are really a beauty, Ginny. You will fetch a nice price," Jonathan said.

Jonathan took Ginny by one elbow and I by another and helped on to the raised platform. We led her to the stocks and Jonathan said that during the preview, potential buyers could come up and feel the merchandise. They could stick their fingers or some toys that will be available into any of her openings, play with her tits, ask her questions.

"You will spend the hour in the stocks. After the preview, you will have a few minutes to stretch before the sale begins. At that point, you will be cuffed to a collar and bound to this post. You will be gagged," Jonathan explained. "Alright, Ginny, in you go."

Jonathan lifted the top portion and guided Ginny's hands and head into the stocks. He attached chains to two cuffs which he then attached to Ginny's ankles, forcing her legs apart. I handed Jonathan two butt plugs of varying sizes, a riding crop, two nipple clamps that were attached by a thin chain, and some lube.

"Mike, you need to go to the back of the room."

I bent over Ginny and kissed her.

"I love you and thank you for this," she said.

The guests were now filing into the room. They looked like ordinary people. Some older, like the Georges, the hall owners. The others I had never seen before. They all greeted Jonathan and started to gather by the platform, Ginny's spread ass right in front of them.

"Two at a time on the platform to inspect Ginny. You may use your fingers anywhere on her but only our 4 woman bidders may use the implements. I will call time so everyone will have a chance to sample Ginny. Please be aware that this is Ginny's fantasy, to be sold as a sex slave. Her husband has helped in giving his wife this experience. We will review limits when we begin the auction," Jonathan instructed.

Two men went on the platform and one stuck one, then two fingers in her pussy. He commented loud enough for everyone to hear, that she was very wet.

The second man asked Ginny if this truly was her fantasy and was she humiliating herself of her own choice.

Ginny said, "Yes."

Hating that, the man slapped her once on each ass check and said, "Yes, Sir."

"Yes, Sir. Sorry Sir."

The bidders all made their way up to sample or test Ginny. One woman, accompanied by her male companion, attached the nipple clips to Ginny's tits, while her companion had two fingers in her ass. When he withdrew, he stuck his fingers in Ginny's mouth and told her to clean his fingers, which she did by sucking his fingers deep into her mouth.

Finally, the Last couple, the Georges went on the platform. Ellen wasted no time in picking up the largest of the two butt plugs and worked it into Ginny's ass. This was greeted by murmurs of appreciation from the other bidders and long moans from Ginny.

Jonathan announced that there would be a short break while the slave was prepared for the auction. Bidders were asked to take their seats. Jonathan released her from the stocks and as she was stretching put a soft leather collar around her neck. He then attached two cuffs to her wrists and clipped them behind her neck, attaching them to her collar. He then put a ball gag in her. Mouth and secured the buckle behind her head.

"Tits out, Ginny. That's it. One more thing to do," Jonathan said.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a spring bulldog clip and attached it to one of Ginny's pussy lips. He then led her to the post and attached a very short chain to the clip.

Jonathan then addressed the group. "Now that our slave is ready, the rules. You take control of the slave from the moment I say sold until 6:00 pm on Sunday evening. You will return her to her husband here in the parking lot. Limits. You may not alter her appearance; color or cut her hair, no tattoos or piercings. You have all been tested and the potential guests you may invite to use her have been tested. She is on birth control, so condoms are not necessary. There is a limit of no more than three males at one time. You may not leave permanent marks, but paddling or whipping marks that will fade in 2 or 3 days are acceptable. Are there any questions? Good. Let's begin."

Jonathan opened the bidding at $5000. In an instant it was up to 27,000. A middle aged man bid $30,000 but the Georges upped it to $33,000.

"Any more bids?" Jonathan asked.

Silence.

"Sold to Ellen and Robert for $33,000.

Ellen and Robert came forward and Jonathan beckoned me over. I shook hands with both the Georges and a bag containing the money was given to me. I asked if I could have a moment with Ginny.

"Of course," said Robert

I went to Ginny as Jonathan was taking the thin chain from the post that held Ginny. He had already removed her gag. Jonathan stood there as I hugged her and asked again if she wanted to back out.

"No, Mike. Thank you for helping this happen but I am so turned on."

"Well, for the next 45 hours, you are their slave and will do whatever they say, with anyone they say. I love you and will see you Sunday."

I kissed her as Jonathan handed the pussy chain to Robert. Jonathan asked if he wanted Ginny's robe.

Robert replied, "no, she looks fine just like this. Jonathan asked me to help him load the stocks and I did. When we returned to the hall, Ginny was gone.

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The story will continue in Ginny's Auction Part 2

Ginny and I had been married for 10 years; together for twelve. Our relationship began in college. We hung out with the same people and eventually I asked her out. Having sex with each other began a short time later. Ginny was a gorgeous girl, at least to me. Brunette hair, 34 b cup tits, flat stomach, great legs and a greater ass. But, as good as our sex life was, it was the honesty with which we shared every thought, every feeling and most important to this story, every fantasy.

We had tried almost everything sexually. But, a year or two after we got married, we fell into that trap of too much work, too tired, and not thinking about each other. One night, bored out of my mind, I picked up a deck of cards in order to play solitaire. Ginny wanted to know what I was doing and I told her. She said why don't we play poker. Best of seven hands and the winner gets the loser to do whatever the winner wants. I smiled and said to Ginny, that if she lost I was going to...She stopped me. No telling. If you win the loser has to do it. No chicken ing out. Sure, I said. Let's play.

Well, to cut to the chase, I won in five hands.

"What's it going to be?"

"Take off your jeans and panties and get over my lap. I am going to spank your butt red for not paying attention to me."

Well, Ginny pulled off her jeans stepped out of her panties and climbed over my lap. 20 hard spanks later, her ass was red and she had my dick out and in her mouth. After cumming in her mouth and Ginny swallowing all of it, I had to ask what had gotten into her.

"I don't know,she said. It was like I had to do it or suffer some huge consequence. I liked the idea of the card games and acting out a fantasy."

I said to her that we could continue the card games if she wanted.

We settled into playing every Friday night; taking time off if we needed to be somewhere or if Ginny was having her period. We made a few rules for what we called "Fantasy Nights."

First, if we were due to play, we would play. No backing out. Second, whatever the winner wanted, the loser had to comply. If I won, there was always nudity involved. I loved having Ginny nude. I would try to bring some humiliation into it, like bending over and touching her toes while I spanked her or I would have her pull her cheeks apart while I put in a butt plug.

At first, Ginny wasn't as creative, but she did come up with the idea of doing my ass with a strap on. I will say that caught me by surprise.

Our toy collection was growing to include some cuffs, a paddle, and some nipple clips. What was also growing was a suspicion that I was winning almost every week. After another victory, I told Ginny that we were going to do something special. I told her we would be going out but not until later and that, in the meantime, she should be naked. Ginny had an expression of curiosity on her face. I had decided that I was going to test to this submissiveness of hers. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, but I wondered if there was something going on.

It was one am. "Time to go, I said.

"Let me go get dressed," Ginny said.

"No. You're fine. Let's go."

Ginny stared at me wide eyed. It would have been easy to interpret her expression as shock, but I knew better. This was an expression of Ginny being turned on.

"I thought we would walk to the corner and back. It's a bit cool but I don't think it will be too uncomfortable. Your nipples may get hard, oh wait, they are hard. You can wear shoes...this time"

I opened the front door and stepped out. Ginny, a step behind, followed. We live on a street that ends on a Cul-de-sac. Between our house and the corner there are four houses on our side of the street and five opposite.

We began our walk. Ginny was moving her head in every direction; jumping to every sound. But, the street was deserted.

Ginny asked what do we do if we are seen? I told her to tell the person who sees you that you are being punished.

Ginny only let out a low moan. We made it back to the house in a couple of minutes. Ginny was shaking.

"You need to fuck me, now!"

She was soaking wet. Our little adventure had triggered everything that had been inside her. Her orgasm was as intense as any I have ever seen her have. The rest of the week was filled with work, but I needed to have a long talk with Ginny.

After clearing away the dinner dishes a week later, I said that we need to talk. I told Ginny that I knew she was losing our fantasy poker games on purpose. She lowered her head when I said this, looking ashamed.

" Sweetheart, there is nothing to be ashamed of. You like being submissive maybe even humiliated. If that is what you want, I will be more than happy to provide that. If there are fantasies you have that I don't know about, please trust that I won't be judging you. I want to give you everything you want, everything you desire."

"I liked the card games but I really enjoyed losing because I wanted to do the things you wanted, to please you. But the naked walk was the best because of the humiliation. What if a neighbor saw me? What would I do? What would I say?

"I told you to say your were being punished and that you accepted the punishment willingly. So, I think we push this forward and see what you like and don't like though I think there isn't much you don't or won't do. Am I right?"

"Mike, I don't know if there is nothing I wouldn't do, I mean I don't want to be maimed or be scarred or anything like that."

I answered that I didn't want that, either. But, I continued to ask questions until I found a level of understanding with my adorable wife.

"So, if I took you to a sex club, you would fuck other men? Or would you go down on another woman? Oh, wait, you have already done that." I had forgotten about our threesomes with an old school chum, Caitlynn.

"Yes, I would." Ginny said. "If it pleased you, I would.

I asked her "What if it involved you being humiliated or you being bound and helpless to stop what was going to happen?"

Ginny said, "Even better."

I began to wonder what I had uncovered in my partner's psyche. But, if she was serious about what she said, well, I would try to be the creator of her fantasies.