Sold

Chapter 1

"Welcome," Allen said to Mr. Richards as he extended his hand for a friendly handshake.

"I see we are all here so let's proceed down to the dungeon to conduct our business," Allen said as he turned and opened the foyer door leading into the mansion.

"Please, follow me," Allen said as he held the door open long enough for his guests to hold it open for each other as he proceeded toward the door leading to the basement.

Everyone was silent as all eight guests followed Allen. As they descended the stairs they all noticed how incredibly elegant Allen's house was. The only sounds evident were the sounds that their shoes made as they all followed single file down the stairs. The only noise that stuck out was the sound that stiletto's make as the only female guest walked down the stairs. Once they all were in the basement they again waited for Allen as he turned around to greet them.

"For some of you this is your second time here. For Mr. Richards, this is his fourth time. You guys know the routine. For the rest of you, you are about to embark on experience that most people have never heard of and few people even know exists. You are about to enter my dungeon," Allen said as he looked out at all eight of his guests.

Allen noticed the expressions on everyone's faces particularly the first time guests. The one expression that caught his attention most was that of Ms. Katerina Turner. Her lips parted and it was almost as if she gasped slightly when Allen mentioned the word 'dungeon.' Slowly Allen turned around and pushed the remote control button, which caused the bookshelf to slowly move away from the wall.

Again there was a collective gasp as the bookshelf revealed a dimly lit passageway. The sound of the motor humming as the bookshelf swung open added to the mysterious setting that everyone was about to experience. Once the bookshelf swung completely open, everyone stood up on his or her toes, trying to get a better look through the doorway.

"Please, be careful. There is a small landing and then a spiral staircase that will descend down over fifteen feet into the ground. The lighting will be dim but it is planned that way. Hold on to the railing as you follow me down," Allen said as he turned and entered the dark entrance leading down to the dungeon.

Slowly Allen led his guests down the spiral staircase. The clicking of Katerina's stiletto's continued to keep Allen's attention. Never before has he had a female guest but today was different. As Allen reached the bottom of the stairs, he stepped back and allowed the other eight guests to finish descending.

Immediately everyone began gazing around, as they were now fifteen feet below even the basement. The chilly air and the dim lighting caused Katerina to caress her bare arms as she shivered briefly. Once the last guest stepped onto the floor of the dungeon Allen turned and walked toward the small single light that shone down from the high ceiling. As Allen stopped at the outskirts of the small round stage, he turned around and faced his guests.

"There is a chair here for each of you. In the center you will notice a small round stage with a light shining down upon it. Each of you will sit in a chair as the chairs are spaced out so they completely encircle the rotating stage. You will wait here until I return with my wife Colleen," Allen said as he watched the guests each walk toward the chairs that circled the stage.

As Allen turned and walked away, the guests immediately began to look around, especially the first time guests. Allen walked up the spiral stairs and into the basement. From there he walked up to the foyer where they had originally came. As Allen made his way toward the staircase leading to the bedrooms on the second floor he couldn't help but wonder about what was about to happen. As he reached the top of the stairs, his excitement increased as he heard his wife talking to Tamar.

Silently, Allen stood in the doorway. His wife was sitting on the chair in front of Tamar as she adjusted her chains. Allen was taken aback as he gazed at how beautiful Tamar looked. The thick black leather spiked collar around her neck caused her long auburn hair to shine in the light in the room. The small hoops hanging from her nipples were connected together by a gold chain. From there, another chain hung down from each nipple ring and connected to a center ring just above her navel, forming a golden triangle. As Allen's gaze drifted down to Tamar's cunt, her clit stood out engorged as the ring through her hood was pulled slightly upward as the chain connected to it was attached to the center ring above her navel.

What really caught Allen's attention were the shoes that Tamar was wearing. They were completely clear six and a half-inch stilettos. There were two gold chains that crossed over each foot leaving virtually every square inch of her beautiful feet exposed. A third chain wrapped around each ankle before winding up her calves, past her knees until they reached mid thigh. It was there, where Colleen was adjusting the chains.

Allen walked in and watched as his wife continued to attach and adjust the three small chains that were hooked to the three small rings that were through each of Tamar's pussy lips. Allen could see the expression on Tamar's face as Colleen continued to attach the chains from her shoes that were around her thighs to the three rings in her cunt lips. As Colleen made the final adjustments to the chains, he could see his wife's fingers glistening from Tamar's excitedness.

There, you are all ready," Colleen said softly as she stood up and turned to face her husband.

Allen gazed at his wife as she slowly opened her robe, revealing her naked body except for the black lace stockings and six-inch stiletto's she was wearing. Colleen dropped the robe at her feet and walked over to the vanity. Allen's eyes became transfixed on his wife's beautiful ass as her cheeks swayed gracefully from side to side. As she turned and walked back to Tamar, Allen noticed how incredibly hard his wife's nipples were. The rings sticking through her nipples were connected together with a gold chain just like Tamar's. Each nipple had a chain that connected to the ring through her hood, forming a much larger triangle than Tamar's did.

As Colleen walked back to Tamar, Allen noticed that she had the leather leash in her hand. Colleen reached out and opened the clip, slipping it over the center ring just above her navel. As she held the leash with one hand, Colleen turned around and hugged her husband.

"We are ready Lord Allen," Colleen said softly as she pressed her breasts and nipple jewelry into Allen's chest.

Allen wrapped his arms around his beautiful wife and pulled her into his chest even tighter. He loved the way her 38DD breasts felt against his chest. The gold spikes of her leather collar pressed into his chest as they hugged. Even though he remained fully clothed, he could still feel her nipple rings pressing into his flesh.

Getting caught up in the moment caused Allen's cock to spring to attention in his pants. He closed his eyes momentarily as his hands slipped down over his wife's naked ass. Squeezing softly he suddenly remembered that they needed to go. He opened his eyes and looked down at his wife who was already looking up at him.

"I love you," Allen said to Colleen as he slowly lowered his head and placed his lips on hers.

Their lips barely touched as their tongues began to slither across each other's. Both Allen and Colleen moaned softly as their kiss intensified.

"I love you Lord Allen," Colleen whispered as their faces slowly drifted apart and their eyes opened slightly.

"Lets proceed," Allen said softly as he turned and extended his hand for his wife to lead Tamar down to the dungeon.

Colleen took two steps before the leash extended as far as it could. Allen watched as the leash pulled at Tamar's nipples and clit.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhh," Tamar moaned out as she took her first step.

"Ohhh Goddddddddd," Tamar cried out as the chains from her shoes that were wrapped around her legs now pulled at her pussy lips.

"Ohhh Goddddddddd Damnnnnnn," Colleen cried out as her second step pulled on her other cunt lip.

Before Colleen led Tamar to the door, Tamar was panting. They proceeded down the short hallway to the stairs leading down to the main floor. With each and every step, Tamar moaned in pleasurable ecstasy. Allen gazed at the magnificent sight of his wife leading another woman by a leash as they began descending down the stairs.

Allen's eyes were fixated on Tamar's ass as she slowly followed Colleen. She was moaning and panting as though she was on the verge of cumming. She wouldn't cum though because that was not how she was trained. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Allen stepped in front of the two vixens and again began to watch them.

"Please Mistress Colleen, please stop, I cannot take it anymore," Tamar mumbled as her eyes were now half closed.

Allen continued to watch as every step caused the chains around her legs to pull her pussy open. As they walked a little farther, Colleen pulled tightly on the leash, causing Tamar to scream out in agony.

"OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWAAAAA," Tamar cried out as she took a longer step to lighten the slack in the leash, only to find that the longer the step she took the more the chains pulled her pussy open.

As they made their way toward the door leading to the basement Allen noticed how his wife's breasts swayed while she walked. As he compared them to Tamar's 36C breasts they were both beautiful. Both ladies were completely toned from the vigorous exercise routine that they had to do and they both were perfectly tanned. This is what Lord Allen required of them.

Allen opened the door leading to the basement. Colleen walked through first as she pulled on the leash again until Tamar moaned uncontrollably. The clicking sound that their stiletto's made on the wooden stairs drew Allen's attention to their feet. Tamar had beautiful feet, which Lord Allen took a liking to. Her feet looked absolutely perfect encased in those clear stilettos. The ring on her second toe matched the chains over her foot. Looking at his wife's feet, Allen remembered many a pleasurable nights when he fucked them until he came all over them.

As they reached the basement, they walked over to the entrance of the dungeon. The bookshelf remained open and Colleen led Tamar to the entrance.

"Stop," Allen commanded as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blindfold as he stood behind Tamar.

Slowly Allen reached up and slipped the black blindfold over Tamar's head and placed it over her eyes. As he fastened in behind her head he began wondering if she knew what was about to happen to her. The blindfold was finally secured as Allen lowered his hands to Tamar's hips. Using what nails he had on his fingers, he scrapped his nails up Tamar's sides from her hips to her armpits. Tamar gasped as goose bumps now covered her body. Allen stepped off to the side and gazed down at Tamar's beautiful breasts. The result he was looking for was attained, as Tamar's nipples were completely swollen and hard.

"Proceed," Allen said as he watched his wife lead Tamar onto the small platform that leads down to the dungeon.

"Stop," Allen ordered once they were all on the platform.

Allen reached into his pocket and produced the remote control. He pushed the button and watched as the bookshelf began to slowly close, entombing them in the dungeon. Tamar sensed that something was going to happen because she was being led down into the dungeon where she spent so many nights learning how to serve her Lord and Master. As Tamar began formulating what was about to happen she gasped as she heard her Lord and Master tell his wife to proceed.

Again Colleen led Tamar down the spiral staircase. The light was dim and Allen followed the two ladies. Once they reached the bottom of the stairs they stopped for a moment. Allen looked over at the guests who were all eagerly watching them. Everyone was seated around the small round platform as Allen nodded at his wife for her to proceed.

Slowly Colleen led Tamar over toward the platform. She led her between two chairs that were occupied by guests. Just as Tamar tentatively stepped between the two guests, Allen commanded his wife to stop.

Colleen stopped and Tamar stopped right behind her. The single light shining down on the center of the small platform caused the gold chains on Colleen and Tamar to shimmer. The only other lighting in the room came from the candles on the walls and hung from the ceiling. As Colleen and Tamar waited patiently, Allen walked over to the other side of his wife.

"Tamar, I would like for you to welcome and greet Mr. Richards," Allen said as he nodded at his wife to assist their blindfolded slave.

"Yes Lord and Master," Tamar said softly as she tried to get a sense of what was happening.

Colleen placed her hands gently on the lower back of Tamar just under her long auburn hair. Still holding the leash in one hand, Colleen gently pushed downward, slowly lowering Tamar to her knees between Mr. Richard's parted legs.

As was standard with all of Allen's houseguests, Tamar knew her function. She placed her hands on Mr. Richard's thighs and slowly lowered her face to his groin. Her fingers quickly found the belt buckle of his pants and in no time she had his belt unbuckled.

Allen gazed back at all of the guests, as he wanted to see their expressions. All of their eager eyes were focused on the blindfolded Tamar as they watched her mouth slide over the head of Mr. Richard's cock. Looking back down at Tamar, Allen watched as she expertly performed fellatio on Mr. Richards. Suddenly he began moaning as his hands began to caress Tamar's arms. Just as Mr. Richards was getting lost in the blowjob that he was receiving, Allen ordered Tamar to stop.

Allen motioned with his hand for Colleen to stand Tamar up. She pulled up on the leash and Tamar let out a low guttural moan as her nipples and clit were pulled upward. Quickly Tamar rose to her feet only to let out another deeper moan as the chains wrapped around her legs pulled firmly on her pussy lips. As Tamar stood blindfolded before Mr. Richards, she began to pant.

Allen again motioned for his wife to move over to the guest next to Mr. Richards. Colleen pulled firmly on the leash and Tamar instantly followed. Colleen placed her hands on Tamar and stood her facing the next guest between his parted legs.

"Tamar, please welcome and greet Mr. Johnson," Allen said as he looked into his wife's eyes.

Slowly and without hesitation Tamar squatted down. The loud gasp and moan caused her to drop to her knees as squatting caused the chains to pull tightly on her pussy lips. Immediately her hands found Mr. Johnson's zipper. He already had his button undone, as he wanted to savor the experience of Tamar's mouth even more. As Tamar pulled his briefs down, Mr. Johnson's enormous member sprang up.

Allen glanced over to his wife, as her eyes seemed to be transfixed on the enormous cock that Tamar was now sucking. Allen watched the look of lust grow in his wife's eyes as her eyes remained glued on the towering cock that Tamar was now running her tongue up and down on. Probably curiosity or maybe even out of desire, Colleen seemed to become lost in the action before her.

Sensing that his wife was becoming lost in what was happening, Allen looked down at his watch. Two minutes elapsed and he ordered Tamar to stop. Colleen tugged on the leash again and Tamar rose to her feet, this time moaning even louder as the large cock that she was just sucking had her extremely turned on. Allen again nodded his head at his wife and Colleen immediately led Tamar over to the next guest.

Tamar, please welcome and greet Mr. Henderson," Allen said as he watched Tamar slowly drop to her knees between his parted legs.

Mr. Henderson was wasting no time as he already had his pants undone and his cock was already hard. As Tamar lowered her face, she was startled as his cock poked her in the chin. Quickly recognizing that her job had been made easy, she opened her mouth and quickly slid his member inside.

Allen watched as Mr. Henderson, the only black guest, closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Tamar's saliva glistened in the dim light as his dark flesh became coated. Glancing over at Ms. Turner, Allen saw the effect that Tamar was having on her. Her eyes were half closed and the white blouse she was wearing did little to hide her now hard nipples in the dim light.

Looking back at his wife, Allen could see her nipples as they were jutted out as far as they could go. She glanced back at her Lord and Master and he nodded his head as he glanced back down at his watch. She pulled up on the leash and Tamar slowly rose to her feet.

Slowly Colleen led Tamar over to the next guest. She noticed that he too had his pants undone and he was stroking his cock to total hardness. Colleen positioned Tamar between his parted legs and glanced back at Allen, waiting for his next command.

"Tamar, Please welcome and greet Mr. White," Allen said as he watched Tamar slowly drop to her knees. Her breathing was now labored as she found his much smaller cock with her hand. Her breathing grew louder as she could now only breath through her nose as her head began sliding up and down. Mr. White reached out and ran his hands through her long semi curly auburn hair while her head continued to slide up and down.

Again Allen looked over at Katerina Turner. The top two buttons of her blouse were now unbuttoned and her nipples were pushing the material out even farther. Her mouth was open and her breathing was growing heavier as she watched Tamar greet Mr. White.

Since Mr. White sat directly across from Ms. Turner, all she could see was Tamar's head bobbing up and down and her magnificent ass as she knelt between his legs. Looking around at the other guests, the show they were watching was effecting them as well as everyone now had their cocks out of their pants.

Allen looked over at his wife. Her gaze momentarily left the action before her as she looked into her husband's eyes. Allen nodded his head and Colleen gently pulled up on the leash causing Tamar to rise to her feet. Slowly Colleen led Tamar over to Mr. Thomas. She positioned Tamar between his legs and Tamar stood patiently awaiting her next command.

"Tamar, please welcome and greet Mr. Thomas," Allen said as he watched her slowly drop to her knees.

Mr. Thomas instantly stopped stroking his cock as Tamar's blindfolded face lowered to his crotch. His cock slipped into her mouth and she could taste his pre cum as he had been stroking himself. The heavy breathing and soft moans from Tamar only heightened the sensations that Mr. Thomas was receiving.

As Allen stood there, he began looking at all of the guests. He knew that what they were watching was only going to aid his cause. Again his eyes became fixated on Ms. Turner. Another button was now undone and her short skirt seemed to be even shorter. Her heavy breathing led to a few soft moans as she continued to watch Tamar slide her mouth up and down Mr. Thomas's rigid cock.

Glancing down at his watch, Allen began thinking about what was going to happen next. The bulge in his pants felt like it was about to explode as the time neared for this meeting to continue. He watched his watch and after exactly two minutes he looked into his lovely wife's eyes. He nodded his head and she pulled up on the leash, bringing Tamar to her feet.

Slowly Colleen led Tamar to the next guest. Tamar was so aroused that she moaned with each step she took. Colleen positioned Tamar between his spread open legs and nodded to her Lord and Master that Tamar was now ready.