Auction
Send “Auction” for your muse buying mine as their (sex) slave.
Dimitri blinked and looked thoroughly unamused. Some of the boys in the circus told him they were going for doughnuts. There was no doughnuts. They had tied him up and gagged him, leaving him on an auction block with several other men from God knows where. Thank God they left his clothes on. Time ticked away and no one seemed to want him, probably because his anger was radiating off him in waves.Then he heard someone shout out a bid. He perked up and looked around the crowd. Who the hell was… He blinked and cocked his head, black hair falling over his stormy gray eyes. Who was this…! The bid was short. No one else was going to tempt a buy on the dangerous looking male. A burly man picked Dimitri up and headed off the auction block. Dimitri wished his friends– if you could consider them that anymore– hadn’t drugged his abilities. Those assholes.The man set Dimitri on his feet. His ankles weren’t bound but he had some stupid red collar on with a black leash connected to it, which the man handed over to the bidder. All the man said before leaving Dimitri with the winner was, “Ungag him at your own risk.” And there Dimitri stood in his tight black performer pants and his red sleeveless hoodie that was half zipped. He stared at the buyer.(Hope this is okay? And Hello there.)