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Mine
Written by Justus Roux
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Chapter One
Tara stood there naked and unmoving up on the stone slab. Why the hell was she here?
What possessed her to go through with this? Fear and uncertainty mixed with anticipation. She
glanced at the other women up on display. They all seemed to be younger than her and certainly
skinner. She looked across the room and saw the men who were lined up for display. They seem
to range in age and body type. She glanced back at the women. Why couldn’t they have the same
variety as the men did? It would make her feel less self-conscious.
“Stop moving around.”
She winced as one of the auctioneers hit her lightly with the whip. He didn’t want to
mark her up. She couldn’t complain. She was here on her own free will. From the moment she
saw the ad for this place on the submissive website her fate was sealed. At first, she was excited
about starting her journey into submission. But now, standing here, displayed like some item, she
started to wonder if this was a huge mistake. This was one hell of a leap into the world of
submission.
The auctioneers didn’t waste their time training them. It was the job of the submissive’s
future Master or Mistress. They only asked Tara basic questions. Her response was clear, she
wanted a gentle Master. She doubted she could handle a Master who was totally into S&M as her
first Master. She wanted someone to gently lead her down this path. Some of the other
submissives told her that a gentle Master was rare, and that she should learn to focus on pleasing
her soon to be Master, regardless whether he was gentle or not.
She felt herself beginning to tremble as the first group of men and women entered the
hall.
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“Remember, all proceeds go to a variety of charities. Have your forms ready when you
have made your selection. You will note the submissive’s preferences on the card,” the auctioneer
said.
The exchange of money for them was symbolic more than anything else. They were free
to leave their new Master or Mistress whenever they choose to, and conversely, the Master or
Mistress could dismiss their new submissive at any time as well, though most honored their year
contract.
Tara found herself unable to look at the men who stopped to look her over. This should
be demeaning somehow, and yet, it was strangely erotic. She felt a man’s hand on her thigh.
“Nice and soft,” he purred.
She could feel him walk on to the next woman in line.
“Take your time, browse, touch and examine. The auction will start in one hour,” the
auctioneer said.
Tara knew this was going to be the longest afternoon of her life. There was no turning
back now. Soon, she would have a Master.
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“Raven, stop fighting me and go look at the females,” Alex said.
“I can’t believe I let you drag me to this auction.”
“It’s time you got back into the game. It’s been two years already. I figured having you
train a fresh new submissive would get you back into the spirit.”
“I have been craving a challenge.”
“What better challenge than leading a submissive into this lifestyle.”
“I’m glad to see you have gotten past Romal.”
“Romal, that poor guy, I hope I didn’t put him off this lifestyle.”
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“Gabriel gave him to another Master already.”
“Oh, that’s good to hear.”
“Going for another male submissive this time?”
“You know me, I just love men.” Alex smiled. Alex was a very handsome man. He stood
six feet tall, was trim, short blond hair, and baby blue eyes. And like Raven was very
sophisticated and elegant-looking. Both looked the part of Master. Raven was a bit taller than
Alex by a good two inches. He was also much more muscular. His dark hair and eyes, and deep
voice, added to his commanding presence. Raven was a sought after Master. Many men and
women wanted to be his submissive. Raven however, only liked to train one submissive at a time.
“Cheer up, Raven. After this afternoon you will have a shiny new plaything.”
Raven smiled at him. He loved Alex’s zest for life and his enthusiasm for being a Master.
They entered the viewing hall.
“A good turn out this time. Come with me and help me choose my next plaything,” Alex
said.
“I don’t see how my opinion will help.”
“It will help tremendously. If you find one of these males attractive then I shall acquire
him.”
Raven walked with Alex over to the row of men. All of them perked up and stood at
attention upon seeing the two handsome men.
“Mmmm, an eager bunch,” Alex said.
Raven watched his friend examine the men. A delicate looking blond-haired man caught
Raven’s eye.
“That one,” Raven said as he gestured to the young man.
“Oh, excellent taste.” Alex grabbed the young man’s shoulder-length blond hair. “It looks
like you take care of yourself.”
“Yes Sir,” the young man quietly said.
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“What’s your name?”
“Lucian, Sir.”
Alex stepped up onto the stone slab and grabbed a hold of Lucian’s cock. He smiled
when it grew hard immediately in his hand.
“I believe I will bid on you, Lucian, though it looks like Mitchell has his eye on you too.”
Alex stepped down. “Tell me honestly boy, whom would you like to be your Master?”
“You Sir,” Lucian said immediately.
“Oh, an eager little puppy. Be warned boy, do not judge a Master simply by the way he
looks.”
Alex turned to Raven. “Let’s go. It’s time to pick out your plaything,” Alex said.
“I take it you do plan on bidding on Lucian.”
“Of course, he caught your eye. That makes him even yummier to me.” Alex smiled at
him.
Raven walked over to the women. He looked at each one of them carefully as he walked
down the line.
“That one,” Alex said as he pointed to Tara. “She looks so frightened, it’s making my
cock hard and you know that’s saying something.”
Raven walked over to Tara. He waited for the portly older man to finish examining her.
“This one is too plump,” the older man grunted to one of the auctioneers.
“We have many other females for you to look at.”
Raven watched Tara for a moment. She had her eyes transfixed onto the floor. He let his
gaze wander down her soft curves. He smiled. He liked his women with a little meat on their
bones. Those other ones were way to skinny for his taste. This woman was rather petite. She had
to be a good foot shorter than him. Her brown hair was cut short, but not too short. She wasn’t as
beautiful as the other women, but even so, she was still rather pretty.
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