Lot #7, A Pretty little thing for sale in the last dress she’ll ever wear
He wandered down the hall, looking at each one-page notice that is taped to each of the grey steel doors. There were many doors lining the long hall. Each door with its own extremely brief description under a large block letter lot number.
There were groups of men waiting at each door. Some laughing as they joked around, some fidgeting nervously in anticipation. Some loudly stating their most twisted and lustful fantasies and all of them hopeful that those sick fantasies are about to come true.
One man waved at him, “Hi Wayne, lots of good new stuff tonight, eh? I hear they hit a limo headed to a prom a few states over. Should be a nice addition to the usual bunch of old well used cunts they put up for sale.”
Wayne nodded at the man, but stayed silent, listening instead. Because as he wandered past the crowd waiting at doors one thru five, he could hear the odd begging high pitched mournful scream emanating from behind the steel barriers.
Sounds that made his erection grow even more stiff in his jeans as he tried to glance around the throng of men at every door. Trying futilely to glimpse the notice that was taped to each door.
Giving up, he pushed past the crowd of men and stopped at an unoccupied door, labeled six. He examined the notice taped to it. It simply said Lot 6, Status -Trained, Age 41, price $15,000 OBO (note: ass still tests as tight.)
“Hmmm, a well used MILF slave cunt, and priced cheap too. Could be fun to own, especially if her ass is still nice to fuck.” He mumbled to himself.
Then he heard a shout from the next door down the hall. A deep male bellow that rings out louder in the hall than it should because the steel door is half open.
“Come on ya, little snivelling little whore, open the fuck up...Take it deeper in, ya dumb slut! You think this is gonna get any easier now that you’re a pathetic little sex slave slut, about to be sold to some sick fuck!”
There was the sound of a hand snapping across soft flesh. The smacking sound was quickly followed by the gurgled squeal of a young female.
“Deeper, you little shit! You want me to yank again on that big old safety pin the fuckers stabbed thru your cute tit! You wailed like a baby when I twisted that fucker around the first time, so I don’t think you want me doin that again. So come on, swallow all my cock, you stupid little bitch.”
The wet desperate choking noises coming from inside the room had Wayne overly curious, so he pushed the door wide open. Doing so just in time to see the groaning man finish with the last of his wildly thrusting hip moves into the anguished face of some teary eyed choking teenage girl.
The man’s cock was buried deep in her gasping and gurgling mouth. Little air bubbles were forming around the corners of her drooling mouth, as he gripped the side of her head and he stilled his hips.
His hot release was filling up her mouth so fast, it leaked out every where. Both corners of her quivering cock spread lips were streaming out hot white cum.
“Gawd you are one messy and adorable little cum slut. No wonder they are asking so much for you.” He growled deep as he gave his pelvis two more quick thrusts. So hard and deep that the girl’s head jerked from the force of his cock nailing the back of her throat.
Looking in the door, our curious shopper, Wayne, adjusted his raging hardon and smiled as the young girl’s horrified and shocked eyes meet his. To him she was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. To her, his leering face and bulging crotch that he was palming, was just another threatening and terrifying
She was still dressed in the prettiest of pink dresses. She hadn’t been fully stripped yet like most of the girls and women brought to this place to be sold.
And Wayne correctly surmised that it was obviously the dress she had wished to attend her prom in. The pink dress was highly soiled now by the splatter of much un-swallowed semen. And there was one well placed hole ripped strategically in it.
The hole in the bodice of her dress allowed a part of her small pert chest to be rudely exposed. Her left nipple was painfully pierced with a cruel large safety pin and tagged with her lot number, just like all the other victims of the secretive slave trading syndicate. All held for sale in this highly secretive place.
Her rope trapped and bound hands were fisted so hard, the flesh was bright white. Her roped wrists she kept yanking futilely on the short length of rope that tied her hands to her well bound knees and thighs.
Wayne took note that the girl was still captive in rope and not yet locked into much more secure and unforgiving steel cuffs and chains.
The man’s cock was now halfway out of her gasping and drool dripping mouth. He was still groaning enthusiastically and pumping his shaft with his broad hand. He was stroking it firmly, to make sure every drop of his ejaculating dick got pushed out of his long length and then into her blubbering mouth or onto her shocked and horrified face.
A long stringy drip of cum cascaded over her lower lip and trailed down to the front of her cute dress, even though her throat muscles visibly showed she was trying to begrudgingly swallow what had come out of his dick and into her inexperienced mouth.
It was a delightful scene to take in and one that made Wayne wonder why the slave traders here at the Syndicate don’t leave more of their fresh young pretty catches dressed in the clothes they were snatched up in.
Every one of the girls he has seen so far, in his frequent try before you buy visits, had been stripped bare. Not a stitch of clothing covering any part of their usually whip marked bodies, as they dangled by their bloody wrists or knelt there chained to the floor awaiting to be degradingly tested out by the deviant perverted men who had too much money and no regard for an abducted cunt.
While the view of a woman stripped bare and held captive for a man’s use, was definitely arousing, this pretty sight before him seemed to have Wayne’s cock extra hard this night.
“Thanks for the blow princess. I am sure there’ll be a few more dozen guys wanting to use that pretty cock loving mouth of yours. So, you better wipe that sad look off your face and pretend you like sucking dick and swallowing cum. Cause it’s all your fucking being kept alive for, sweetheart!”
The man grinned at her and finished his degradation of her by smearing the tip of his cock across her utterly distraught looking face. Laughing out loudly he told her,
“Cock loves your pretty face, bitch. You’re gonna make a lot of hard dicks very happy tonight!”
With his cock stuffed back in his trousers, he shouldered out past Wayne.
“The little cunt is all yours, buddy. Not a bad mouth for a teenage newbie. And I hear she had some friends with her. I am going to go find them and try them out next. I hear they got those sweet little friends of hers dangling down in cells one, two and three. Hopefully one or two of them is a virgin too.”
The man disappeared quickly out into the hall where fresh begging screams echoed loudly as some pervert apparently was claiming the virgin ass of possibly one of those freshly snatched teens.
The girl’s useless high-pitched wails for her “Mommy…mommmy!” were making loud rounds of laughter erupt from the group of men gathered down the hall. Deep male shouts of “Take her tight ass!” and “drill that tight slut!” also rang out.
Wayne though was preoccupied with the shivering, cowering and terrified teenager in front of him. She had heard very begging scream and every deviant word the men had spoken.
“Are you going to hurt me too?” she blurted out thru a new cascade of anxious tears as Wayne approached her.
“That depends.” Replied Wayne, his head angled to the side his hands slowly unzipping his fly.
She gulped deeply, possibly from fear or from the fact the previous gentleman has left an entire balls load of semen in her mouth. Then she stuttered out,
“D..d..depends on w..w.what…Sir?”
Her simple word of deference, ‘Sir’ throwing Wayne off for a split second. ‘Had this cute little cunt already figured out how she should address men?’ he pondered.
“Well sweetie, that depends on how well you behave from this point on. You know why you are here, right?”
She nodded instantly and blinked back a slew of those constantly falling tears. She tugged at her bound wrists as if to emphasize what she said next to Wayne.
“I have been kidnapped…to be sold.” She properly answered.
“Well, to be sold and turned into an obedient sex slave. Don’t forget that fun part, right sweetie? You’re being sold to serve as some ones sex toy, sex slave, pain toy or whatever the fuck your buyer wants you to be!” He mockingly added.
Amazingly, she nodded slightly. A reaction which caused his hard dick to twitch. Her young eyes saw his exposed erection bob and she lowered them. Concentrating on staring at her bound hands instead. Flexing the fingers of her rope trapped hands before moving her stare to the floor.
Suddenly her pink dress covered shoulders visibly sagged, in defeat or acceptance, Wayne wasn’t sure which. But she fucking looked adorable either way to him and it was all getting a little too much for his hard dick.
“So, princess, you ready to become some rich pervert’s plaything?” he asked taking a step forward.
His hand held his rigid length, and he stroked his shaft leisurely in front of her pouting face. A hint of disgust and fear passed over her cum and tear smeared pretty facial features. The glassy smears of the previous man’s ejaculations on her lips, cheeks and even nose, had Wayne wanting to add to it.
She shook her head slowly and then mumbled, “No Sir…”
Wayne laughed loudly at her negative reply and then he told her,
“Oh, too late for that princess. You’ve been snatched, bound, advertised, and are now about to get tested out by the most horny and sadistic bastards out there. The life you knew before, is over. Now you are just a pretty piece of enslaved, tiny tits, pert ass and I bet sweet virgin cunt. Hmmm…In fact..”
Wayne lifted his Doc Marten into the air causing her to fearfully yelp. She obviously thought he was going to kick her. Which he wouldn’t of course, because he didn’t own her yet. And any damage to the product before buying carried, hefty financial penalties too.
Instead, he put his boot on her trembling right shoulder and with out a word pushed, so she fell over onto her side with a distressed laden squeal.
“Nooo.Nooo.Nooo.” she was crying as Wayne used the tip of his boot to drag the hem of her pink dress up over her hip.
She was sort of curled up, laying there on her side. Her tightly roped wrists banging at her knees. Her mint green lace panty was now exposed and causing Wayne to curse.
“Mother of fucking god, you seriously are one mother fucking cute little thing!”
Wayne’s outburst had him dropping to his knees and then leaning into her backside. He wrenched the lacy crotch of her panty aside with one hand. He gasped in appreciation as he took in the sight of her lightly haired pink sex.
He just had to run his fingers over the soft folds of her sex that he had just exposed. The exposure of her privates and the feel of his fingers on those most private areas, needless to say had the teenage girl profusely whimpering.
He slipped a finger into her extremely tight slit, marvelling at how her tight vaginal muscle felt sealing up around his thick finger. She whimpered as he wriggled the intruding digit around inside her warm snug channel. His other hand was now spread broadly on her shivering ass and stroking her quivering bum cheeks in firm circles.
“Oh fuck, these soft cheeks will look amazing under my belt or crop. And this tight adorable pussy…God damn girl! Have you ever been fucked before?”
He knows the answer to this, he can feel it inside her sex as he pumps his finger in and out. Her distressed whimpers now loud as she begs,
“Pleassse Sir… Please not like this…It’s not supposed to be like this.” She wailed at him.
Her whole body was now shaking as she strained there at her ropes, still laying on her side with her semen stained prom dress now hoisted up over her slim youthful hips.
“What’s not supposed to be ‘Like this’?” Wayne smirked above her.
She was snivelling pathetically now. She was trying to utter the words caught in her semen coated throat. He kept rubbing her soft labia in firm strokes. His long finger withdrawn from her slit so he could replace it with his super stiff and ready to erupt cock.
“My first time, Sir...It’s supposed to be wonderful…not painful, not this….forced…not raPPPP” she sobbed and then screamed out. The word ‘rape’ cut off because well, that was what Wayne was full into doing.
The tip of Wayne’s cock was now stuffed an inch into her incredibly snug slit. Her wailing turned into howling. Which then turned into deep guttural repeated sobs of, “Not like this…Pleassse…Not like this!”
Wayne held her hip and waist firm with both of his strong hands. Digging in his fingers into her soft flesh so firmly that bruises instantly appeared.
Then pushed his hips forward and shouted out how snug she felt. His cock entered her virgin pussy to its full length as she lay there on her side, squirming about, screaming and howling, and yet still shouting for it, ‘to not happen like this.’
And truly Wayne has not taken a girl this way in ages. Her body bound and laying on her side. His rock-hard cock entering the girl’s tight cunt at a sideways angle. Wayne usually had them tied spread eagle or chained face down on the dirty mattress back in his basement dungeon.
And now with the overhead, side view, of her lovely cum spattered dress, her bare rope bound legs trembling, and the view of his cock disappearing in between her thighs as she fisted her hands till they’re white again… all that, and her pitiful pleading wails for it to end, caused Wayne’s dick to explode into her virgin cunt faster than he ever could have imagined.
Seconds later with his long cock still buried and spasming inside her stinging pussy, he let out a deep satisfied groan. Then he leaned over her shaking and sobbing body and whispered,
“I am so fucking buying you! And I promise the next time you feel my cock driving into you, it will last a hell of a lot longer!”
And that is when he jumped up, ran to the door and wrenched it open. Tearing the one-page description off the door. Then he barked at the four men waiting their turn, “Sorry guys…This little cunt is sold!”
Then he slammed the door shut, engaged the lock and turned around to take in the sight of his whimpering and trembling teen captive, telling her with a happy smirk…
“So, now let’s try out this pretty mouth of yours. And if you don’t make a mess of your dress like the last guy, I may even let you keep it on for a few days longer, while you get used to your new restrictive accommodations, back in my basement….”
