Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
The slave Auction
Chapter 1
Every month, the local community would conduct a charity slave auction. Owners were invited to submit their slaves for up to a week’s ownership subject to rules and limits set by each Master or Mistress. These were often lucrative for the charity, and generally the more beautiful a slave, usually female, the higher price would be paid. It was a point of pride amongst the Owners whose slave would fetch the highest price.
One afternoon, MASTER addressed this slave.
“Okay, slave, hop up! Time to get ready… to the shower!”
“SIR, yes SIR!”
After properly cleansing itself as if for inspection, it came out and groveled before MASTER.
“Put on this fresh loincloth skirt, slave…”
This slave had never felt such soft fabric, simply coloured a lovely shade of off white. After tying the skirt to it’s waist, the fabric fell down seductively past slave’s knees. Gossamer thin, was almost see through, the skirt covered slave’s legs and felt terrific.
“Right, here slave, I will clip its collar leash to the post.”
slave thought it knew what was coming and obediently moved to the whipping post…
MASTER locked it’s collar to the post, then surprised slave by unlocking it’s shackles, replacing them with a new set with slim cuffs, with a beautifully shiny connector chain linking ankles and wrists to each other in 3 strands. slave could tell it would be unable to stand fully upright but would easily be able to crawl, kneel, or grovel.
MASTER Unclipped the leash from the whipping post, and slave was confused as HE took it’s leash and began to lead it. slave crawled just behind MASTER, Right Flank Rear…
slave had no idea what was happening but knew only to obey, and it never questioned MASTER.
MASTER took it to HIS JEEP and slave knew to hop in the boot. For slave’s safety, MASTER locked the leash to the front of the hollow to a bolt, and clipped each cuff to bolts in the floor. slave was securely locked and would not slide around as the vehicle moved. From HIS remote property it would be a long drive, so MASTER presented HIS cock, and slave greedily sucked the piss dry, hydrating it for the journey ahead. MASTER then closed the lid, anyone looking inside would see the flatbed of a cargo area.
About 2 hours later slave felt the SUV halt and waited eagerly to see what was next. it waited in the dark for about 40 minutes after hearing MASTER leave then at last it heard the tailgate opening. A strong aroma of food emanated from MASTER and slave was reminded it hadn’t eaten all day.
Even as the boot lid opened, there was negligible light, it was dark outside and a little chilly. MASTER unclipped it’s cuffs and collar from the vehicle, and tugged the leash…
“Hop out now, slave!”
Like a puppy, slave eagerly obeys, always wanting to please MASTER by its exuberant obedience. it kneels Right Flank Rear… MASTER closes up the JEEP and leads slave to what looks like a warehouse without much lighting. slave couldn’t guess what to think at all…
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TBC
Chapter 1
Every month, the local community would conduct a charity slave auction. Owners were invited to submit their slaves for up to a week’s ownership subject to rules and limits set by each Master or Mistress. These were often lucrative for the charity, and generally the more beautiful a slave, usually female, the higher price would be paid. It was a point of pride amongst the Owners whose slave would fetch the highest price.
One afternoon, MASTER addressed this slave.
“Okay, slave, hop up! Time to get ready… to the shower!”
“SIR, yes SIR!”
After properly cleansing itself as if for inspection, it came out and groveled before MASTER.
“Put on this fresh loincloth skirt, slave…”
This slave had never felt such soft fabric, simply coloured a lovely shade of off white. After tying the skirt to it’s waist, the fabric fell down seductively past slave’s knees. Gossamer thin, was almost see through, the skirt covered slave’s legs and felt terrific.
“Right, here slave, I will clip its collar leash to the post.”
slave thought it knew what was coming and obediently moved to the whipping post…
MASTER locked it’s collar to the post, then surprised slave by unlocking it’s shackles, replacing them with a new set with slim cuffs, with a beautifully shiny connector chain linking ankles and wrists to each other in 3 strands. slave could tell it would be unable to stand fully upright but would easily be able to crawl, kneel, or grovel.
MASTER Unclipped the leash from the whipping post, and slave was confused as HE took it’s leash and began to lead it. slave crawled just behind MASTER, Right Flank Rear…
slave had no idea what was happening but knew only to obey, and it never questioned MASTER.
MASTER took it to HIS JEEP and slave knew to hop in the boot. For slave’s safety, MASTER locked the leash to the front of the hollow to a bolt, and clipped each cuff to bolts in the floor. slave was securely locked and would not slide around as the vehicle moved. From HIS remote property it would be a long drive, so MASTER presented HIS cock, and slave greedily sucked the piss dry, hydrating it for the journey ahead. MASTER then closed the lid, anyone looking inside would see the flatbed of a cargo area.
About 2 hours later slave felt the SUV halt and waited eagerly to see what was next. it waited in the dark for about 40 minutes after hearing MASTER leave then at last it heard the tailgate opening. A strong aroma of food emanated from MASTER and slave was reminded it hadn’t eaten all day.
Even as the boot lid opened, there was negligible light, it was dark outside and a little chilly. MASTER unclipped it’s cuffs and collar from the vehicle, and tugged the leash…
“Hop out now, slave!”
Like a puppy, slave eagerly obeys, always wanting to please MASTER by its exuberant obedience. it kneels Right Flank Rear… MASTER closes up the JEEP and leads slave to what looks like a warehouse without much lighting. slave couldn’t guess what to think at all…
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TBC
