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Your husband is just about to start the auction when you hear a voice saying, "Wait!" A tall, distinguished looking gentleman approaches. He is dressed in casual clothes but obviously expensive. His voice is refined as he addresses you, "Tell me girl, what are you prepared to do?" Your husband starts to explain that there is to be no penetration but you cut across him, "Anything, sir. I'd do anything at all!" The man looks from you to your husband and back. He takes your chin in his hand and turns your head this way and that, examining you closely. "You want to be treated like a slut, humiliated?" You nod.
He addresses your husband, raising his voice so that the whole crowd hear."I'll give you a hundred pounds to have her first." Then he turn to the waiting men, "If there are no objections?" No one speaks. Then he addresses you, "I'll pay the money but you have to do anything I want. If you speak unless ordered, tell me to stop, or object in any way I will take the money back. Understand?"
You nod, "Yes."
"You will call me sir. Do you want to continue?" He asks calmly.
"Yes, sir." Up until now it has felt like a game, playing the slut, but you have felt in control, in charge, powerful even. Looking into his eyes, you feel that sense of control slip away. Part of you feels a thrill of fear at how effortlessly this man has taken command, but stronger still is the growing sense of arousal and you wonder if you are about to climax on the spot.
The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wallet. Opening it, he counts out the notes and passes them to your husband. "Here, take this but hang on to it. If she protests at anything or you stop it, you give the money back. Understand?" Your husband nods and you wonder if he will call him 'sir' as well. The man turns to you, "Wait here! Do not speak. Not even to your husband." He turns and heads towards a four by four parked across from you. The engine is idling and the lights are on, illuminating you. He reaches the car and opens the door. From inside the car you hear the bark of a dog, a big dog by the sound of it and you feel weak at the knees with fright. You are beginning to regret your 'anything'.
The man shouts and the bark is silenced, then you hear the car door slam. The man walks back towards you with something held loosely in his hand. You realise he is holding a collar and dog lead. Reaching you, he orders you to turn round then places the collar round your neck and attaches the lead. You feel your hands being untied then he speaks, "Down on the ground! All fours! Now!" He doesn't shout, but the tone of command is so strong that your body obeys almost before your mind registers the words. You feel the pull of the leash, bringing you to his side like a dog called to heel. He begins to walk towards his car and you crawl, tight in, feeling the rough ground under your hands and knees, his leg brushing against your side.
He brings you to the car and orders you to your feet. As you stand, a shock runs through you as you realise that there is a woman in the passenger seat of the car. Although you can only dimly see her through the windscreen, you realise she is watching you intently with a sardonic smile on her face.
You feel a hand on your back, pushing you forward. "Bend over!" Your master's voice. You lean forward, feeling the warmth of the engine hood on your breasts and belly, the vibration of the engine running through your body. "Spread your legs." A foot kicks each of your ankles in turn and you comply, opening yourself to the gaze of the assembled men. You feel a hand running over your ass before spreading your cheeks, then a finger gently probing your anus. Fingers exploring your pussy, discovering your wetness, creating more and you give an almost inaudible sigh.
You hear the long draw out hiss of leather sliding against material, with a jolt you realise he is removing his belt to use on you. You wait for the first blow, tingling with fear and excitement. Then you hear the swish and whack as the belt is swung, connecting with your ass.
The pain hits you, your buttocks clench, your back arches, and you just manage to stifle a cry. Your husband has spanked you in the bedroom before but the pain was nothing like this. You nearly shout, 'enough' when you feel the glorious afterglow of heat across your bum and down between your legs.
There is a buzz of excitement among the crowd, and the thought of all those people watching you excites you further. You thrust your ass back out, an exaggerated movement, asking, begging for more. Your master does not disappoint. Again the swish of his belt, the whack as it lands, the momentary pain, then the heat spreading across your behind.
A hand is laid on you ass, feeling cool where the leather has struck, exploring you as before. Both your anus and pussy feel his fingers and then the hand is withdrawn. You know what's coming next! You wait, almost holding your breath, until the blow comes. He has changed the angle slightly and you feel the blow across the top of your thighs.
The pain almost drives the breath from your body and you give an audible gasp. Fortunately, the sound is lost in the noise of the watching males, and you hope your master didn't hear. Again the wash of heat drowns the pain, but your chest is heaving as you relearn how to breathe. Now the blows come thick and fast, as you surrender yourself to a world where hot and cold, pleasure and pain, mingle.
You become aware of a building pressure low down inside. Then, to your surprise, you realise the pain has stopped and you feel his fingers between your legs. He pushes his fingers inside you and you can feel them caressing your hidden, intimate places. His fingers reach deeper, touching you, and you are suddenly aware of a desperate need to pee. The vibration of the car, his fingers inside you, and the thought of the humiliation of publicly pissing yourself, takes you over the edge. You give yourself completely to your orgasm as waves of pleasure ride your body. You hear a wordless cry and realise that it has been torn from your throat by the intensity of your climax. You collapse on the car bonnet, completely drained and drown in the sensations riding your body.
When you come to your senses you are aware that your ass and pussy throb with a pleasurable soreness. You feel a chill breeze on your thighs and you realise that your inner thighs and stocking tops are wet. You are not sure if you can move yet but the collar round your neck is being pulled insistently. You surrender to the control of the leash and find yourself shakily pulled down to your knees. Your master shows you his fingers, they are damp, glistening in the car headlights."Clean them!" he commands.
You take his wrist gently between your hands and bring his fingers to your mouth. First you use your tongue, lapping at his fingers like a cat, tasting yourself on him. Then you slide his fingers slowly into your warm mouth, caressing him with your lips and washing him with your tongue. When you have finished you turn his hand over and lay a kiss on the back. He raises you up and gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead, "You've been a good girl. I'm very pleased with you. Now, there's someone I'd like you to meet." and he leads you round to the side of the car.