A Dream – Sold as a Slave part 2 — by sara brown

This is part two of my Sold as a Slave, dream. I had been unhappy with my previous owners and had agreed to be taken to auction. I had been bought by the ‘Seven inch plus club’. I was now in their clubhouse prior to the first evening’s activities

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 the man I knew, he had collected me from the auction, and six more gentlemen. Three had naked girls on leads, would you believe it, one was the milker from the stall next to me at the auction.

She looked up and smiled and got her tits wacked with the lead end.

I remember chuckling when I was gonna sleep in bed on my first night in my new home, I did not recall her face but would remember those gigantic tits anywhere.

We slaves were lined up against a wall.

“These, gentlemen, are now the property of our 7 seven inch plus club, to be used how and when we require.

As we all know seven cocks into four girls goes easy, shall we show the new ones around as we make our way to the lounge for a drink?”

They all nodded, and we were led into the first room,

In the centre of the room was a set of stocks, not like the old wooden ones whores were placed in and pelted with rotten food in the olden days, no, a black leather padded stocks with a bench at one side for the comfort of the slave, comfort, what am I saying?

I did notice no locking device so the girl could get free if she felt she wanted to.

Room 2 had a big wooden cross at one end and with an array of belts, whips and paddles on the wall next to it.

Again it had holding grips on, no straps.

The rest of the room had leather armchairs spread about.

Room 3 was just a shower area, Sir said for water sports, I am not sure now if I discover those as repulsive as I used to.

The final, bigger, room had six leather beds set in the middle, bigger than a single, more like a doctor’s examination bed.

There was also a wall with 6 holes in it, cock height, Sir said, our own glory hole.

Six leather spanking horses, I did not need those explaining, again no waist straps to hold you down. Finally, something similar to the stocks but with a longer bed at one side, oh, and a three cupped milking machine, two nipples and one pussy holders.

All the rooms had wonderful wooden floors and were decorated in a designer way.

We walked through into a lounge area with tables and chairs as well as comfy armchairs.

“Girls, you will only be allowed in here if brought in by a member or guest, and your place will be on the floor. Be assured the only time you will have in here is for puppy games and to be petted.”

We were sat on the floor with a bowl of water as the Sirs had a few drinks, again I have to say, nothing in excess, to make them drunk.

Sir took us back to the last room. We were told to each lay on a bed for inspection, heads just over the end.

I knew that was for cock sucking from behind the head, I loved a man`s balls hitting my eyes and forehead as he pounds my mouth and throat.

“You may talk girls, not too loud or it will hurt.”

“Yes Sir,” I was the only one to reply, the others nodded.

The other two girls asked the milker what it was like, I had already assumed if she was there voluntarily, she loved it.

“The feeling is like a thousand mouths sucking my nipples and when my milk flows it makes me proud to belong to my Sir.

I love to see them drinking it or suckling me for more.

Also I am usually fucked or mouthed as I am milked, so win, win, win.

What acts do the rest of you favour?”

“I just love serving a Sir or Sirs any way I can sexually and being over a Sir’s knee for a spanking, oh and a cock down my throat.”

I did not think there was much more we could be used for, until!

“I love water sports, pissing in front of people on demand, being pissed on and drinking a Sir’s or Mistress’s piss, oh and a good fucking of course.”

“I have to say I love everything especially when puppy was mentioned, if I had to choose, the whip hitting my back and wrapping around my nipples makes me enter a whole new world. Oh and girl on girl, doing a display in the middle of the room for all to see, and watching all the men either wanking or being wanked with the enjoyment I bring.”

Our host asked, “Are we all new here?”

The water sports lover answered, “No Sir I have been here a few years, I live with the Sir I came in with, and his wife and two sons, so get wet, a lot.” we all laughed.

“It`s not only us and them, we often have slave parties when every room is full, the buzz is electric.

Or the room is hired out and four or five of us are brought in to entertain.”

Introductions over we girls were taken to the numerous rooms, mine was the first one with the stocks.

I did not need any explanation and climbed over the tummy rest and put my head in the centre hole and hands in the ones either side of it.

It was remarkably comfortable as the top came down and rested on me.

I had two gentlemen with me, one spanked me and the other pushed fingers in my mouth for me to suck.

Spanking and finger sucking over, they undressed, and I pushed backwards as I was being fingered and at the same time a slackish cock was offered, I opened my lips to suck

He tasted divine and he fucked my face, they swapped places and my hard sucking work was rewarded with his cock gently pushing into my pussy.

My mouth was refilled with another semi-hard cock and both fucked their holes.

They soon swapped and I was drinking my first of the day, then my second.

I was helped out of the stocks and had a silk gown draped over my shoulders as the men put on dressing gowns.

We sat and chatted; I was given a drink.

Another man came in and stood in front of me and opened his gown.

I took hold of his cock and wanked him hard.

I was bent back into the stock and he fucked me to a few cums.

I thought if I would stay in here but was soon taken through the main hall, where a girl was fetching a bone to a gentleman.

She dropped it in front of him and sucked his cock until it was thrown again.

She stopped chasing and looked at me.

She was whistled back, he took her lead, put her on her back and thrashed her tits and tummy.

We went into the shower area and I watched as a couple of the men were pissing on a girl, holding her mouth open to drink.

Oh my lord, how disgusting my brain wondered, but my pussy had other thoughts as I shuddered and cum.

I was offered the chance to go in and felt it my duty to obey, after all they had been good to me so far.

I was told to lay down as two men peed on me, one thing I learnt, that I wondered was impossible, a man can Pee when he is hard, it was like a fountain, up in the air then showering down onto me!

The other girl was ordered to squat over my head and drench me.

Anyway, to cut a long, wet story short, the men left, so we showered each other and one thing led to another until one of the gentleman caught us in the act.

It was not disallowed but we were taken to the bar area and onto the wooden floor where we were told to continue. I was not sure, but soon found her head between my legs and we made the most gorgeous love, it was as though we were alone and there was no audience.

There was a break for a drinks and nibbles, we all had our silk gowns on and the men theirs.

They sat in their large armchairs and we were on the floor at their feet.

I liked that idea a lot, a slave at her Master’s feet.

The man who bought me led us all into room 2, we lined up and he touched the tit of one of the girls.

She walked forward and set herself up on the cross, not bound, just hands and feet in the slots provided facing the cross.

A man picked up a long whip and called the rest of the group.

The rest of us three girls were put between two men each, I followed the others, grabbing two willys and wanked them seductively, little finger rubbing the balls on the downward stroke.

The girl on the cross got her lashes. She cried, maybe the odd scream, but stood her position and counted each lash.

She was then taken down and bent over one of the armchairs to be fucked.

Then four of the men sat on armchairs and a girl went over each knee.

As we were being spanked we had a cock in our mouths, got to say my spanker was very heavy handed and I cried tears over the Sir’s cock, that made him push harder and faster.

The evening ended, the girls were taken home in their gowns and I was stood in the middle of the hallway.

“You may pick a room slave.”

I grabbed his cock and led him into room 2 and took my position on the cross.

He kissed my hair, “Good Girl.”

I looked over my shoulder as he selected a whip, I knew I had to try it before it was my turn in front of the others.

“Seven” he called, I looked at him as I turned my head back, pushed out my bottom and gripped the straps.

Whoosh Crack, OWWWWWW, “one, thank you Sir.”

Whoosh Crack, SCREAM, “two, thank you Sir.”

At, Whoosh Crack, Noooooooo, “seven, thank you Sir,” I looked back over my shoulder and he put the whip away.

The understanding we had from the time he had me kneel for his seven inch measure was good to see carried on, hopefully for all my life in his home.

He helped me down and we went to my room where he stayed all night, yes, he was my new Master, but I felt we had been together forever.

We showered together in the morning and I knelt to show my loyalty, I could not wait for my new life to unfold.