Sold as a Slave – slave girl sara

Another one of the dreams I keep having – part 1 October 2019

It was a Friday, not just any Friday but the third Friday in the month to be exact, the day the slave auction bursts into life.

How did I know? I was up for auction and had been delivered the night before.

Nothing was ever forced on me and like the bulk of the other girls up for sale today I volunteered and could walk away at any time.

From talking they either needed a loving home where they could serve or a place of surprises and excitement.

I was gonna ask how they would know if they had found what they wanted until after the auction, but refrained, I just sat and listened.

I suppose their main thing was they wanted a new challenge, or already had a Master and both of them needed a change.

The sections in the auction were:

For Sale, House Slave

For Sale, Sex Toy

For Sale, Group Sharing

For Sale, Milking

For Sale, Open Class – Mainly for stock, maybe past its best but ultra-reliable.

I did not select a category, I would be happy to go with anyone who wanted me.

I was at the end of my third Master/slave relationship, nothing new I suppose.

In the first my Master was married.

His wife was not averse to being brutal towards me, so much so she would make things up so both would beat me.

When she got bored of belting and caning me I was given away to someone Sir had met online.

I was sent two hundred miles on a train to meet my next owner and was fucked over the back of his car in the station car park on my arrival.

I know it was dark but at five in the evening it was pretty busy.

When he was done another cock slid into me and fucked me.

Turned out to be the passenger who kept staring at me on the train, I saw him pay for his pleasure.

My new Master had me sit naked beside him in his car my mouth permanently on his cock. If it slipped out he would pull to the side of the road, lay me across his car bonnet and belt me.

We finally arrived at his home, which was a roadside café, and introduced me to 3 other girls. I was given little time to settle in before cock after cock hit at me through numerous holes in the wall, my room was a glory hole.

Ok I got plenty of cocks but missed being over a knee.

His punishment was no tea, grounded to my room, and if he wondered I was well out of line one of his buddies would come in and bring me back in line with slaps and punches, he was told not to damage my mouth or pussy as they were what I used to make him money.

One of his friends borrowed me for the weekend, me being a new girl. He asked about my past as we were driving to his house.

I told him everything and when we went into his lounge I was told to strip and discover a corner.

I was called to him so I could see him as he removed his belt.

No spanking but a hard all over belting then fucked for over an hour by a real pro.

Another spanking and fucking that night, again next morning and also after lunch before I was returned.

I was led in on a collar and lead and they laughed at my marks then they spit roasted me, off the floor most of the time as I was pounded back and front.

He soon tired of me and I was put into a local BDSM sale, no money seemed to changed hands so not sure how I was purchased.

My new Owners were a husband and wife team living the BDSM life.

They asked about my past history and I again told them everything.

I was told during all my indoor time I would be naked and when displayed for others, also naked.

That sounded fair to me, so I stripped and his wife put me over her knee for a slippering, yes it hurt, but at least I was in my comfort zone.

I was put onto Sir’s cock as she stripped and had me suck her off.

It seemed too good to be true when that night I was called into their Play-Room.

She was bound with her arms behind her and knelt so her legs were tied to her waist, immobile. He was fucking her face and only looked about seven inches so would be no dramas for me when it was my turn, but he was choking her.

I was next, I screamed and cried as I was bound in all sorts of methods for his pleasure.

His wife had a loosely fastened hood put over her head and I was left, mouth kept open by a wire device.

The door opened and some young twenty somethings, turned out to be their son and his mates, came in and fucked us both for hours.

His wife was untied, then me, she put me over the low table, and I was spanked for crying, followed by his cock up my bottom, ouch.

I was laid over the table on my back and she leaned forwards into my pussy and was belted as she sucked me.

The son called during the night and spanked and belted my pussy and pushed in his thick, log cock in and fucked me.

After a week or so the couple asked me what I wondered of the arrangement.

I was as honest with them as I know they had been with me and said I was not comfortable with the ropes, gags and oral clips, in fact most of the BDSM stuff used.

I was given two options, try and get used to it or, in my own time, discover a new position.

Which is why I am in this room tonight prior to the sale tomorrow.

The son put a choker chain around my neck like they used on their Labrador, he would pull it to choke me whether I was pulling or not, and took me to the auction.

He pulled into a layby and I had to lift my top and lower my knickers.

He slapped, pulled, poked, bit and spat on wherever he wanted then pushed my head onto his cock.

After another thirty minutes we arrived at the hall where the auction was to be held.

As we walked up the driveway he led me behind a garden shed and I was told to kneel on the rough stones, he whipped me with the leather part of the lead and took out his cock for one last blow, it was easier to obey than not.

A man opened the door just as we arrived and I was booked in.

On the morning of the auction I showered, had a slice of toast, drink of coffee and sat on my bed.

A knock on my door and a man came in and wrote ‘7’ on my right breast and said I would be on the stand at around quarter to ten

At half past nine I was naked and taken to be put in stall seven. With all the others in their stalls the bidders were allowed in.

They all had a good feel and one had me kneel to take his long cock, it was no issue, I wondered it funny he did not cum, then he went next door and tried her, she choked.

I was stood up and he said it was to make sure I could take his length.

He said he had read my notes and saw I needed regular OTK (over-the-knee) spanking and it was one of his favourites too.

The girl on the other side of me had massive boobs and it was the first time I had seen anyone milked, by hand or machine.

The punters were drinking her milk as they pulled at the end of her tit and squeezed, a couple even suckled.

At ten thirty I was back in my room and at eleven the man who numbered me came in and explained. The offer they had accepted on my behalf was from the ‘seven inch plus’ club for group use.

The fee would be held by the auctioneers and if I did not like my new position, they would get a full refund and I could move on.

He gave me a card with his details on and said I had a month in which to get to know them.

He told me I would be collected at two o’clock and would I like to go over his knee now, before they come.

I stood and nodded, as he draped me over. I got a good covering off his hand and was soon in tears, tears I would have shed even without a spanking.

When he had done he stood me up again and I put my hands on my head.

Of course my natural instinct was, legs aside and tits stood out by arching my back.

He slapped my tits and led me to the shower where I was knelt.

He took out his cock and peed all over me, he slapped my face and opened my mouth and even peed in that.

I just submitted as a slave should and how I had been taught.

When he had finished I leant forward and took his cock in my mouth, he let me have control to get him stiff.

I was stood and pushed to the side of the shower and fucked standing up, impaled on his big cock.

I did not want it to end but eventually I was pushed to my knees to suck him off.

I enjoyed him so much I wished I was his.

In the afternoon a man in his twenties came to pick me up, he had me kneel for him so he could try his length.

I was still naked when I knelt as he walked towards me, knees spread, back arched and hands behind my head, mouth open and tongue stuck out.

He took full benefit and I gave him a good time and took his cum.

He put a cloak around my shoulders and took me to his van.

He opened the van doors then a cage gate and I had to reverse into a cage in the back and lay down.

As I would have expected we stopped on the way home in a motorway services, he opened my cage gate, pulled the 2 van doors onto his back, for privacy and took out his cock.

The wondered of being caught really made me excited and cum, again I satisfied him and he rubbed my tits in satisfaction.

We got to his home not long after, I was told I would be living with his family and would have to be available 24/7

His home was a large detached building with another building in his garden, twice the size of the house, in the same stone.

Sir pointed it was where the group met and I, and a few more, would perform that evening.

It was fully equipped with bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen, two lounges and that was just upstairs.

No one lived there permanently just the odd night when using the girls.

Downstairs were four different rooms off a large main room set in the middle

I was taken straight into the building and told to have a good look around, have a shower and then eat, plenty of food was in the kitchen. I was told all the group would be there at seven and not to worry, I would not be tied or hurt, just used in many methods like the other slaves being brought by the members.

At bang on seven the main door opened and in came…

Part 2 to follow, x.