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18 Feb 2012 (3)  

SubMonique101 68T
5 posts
12/24/2020 11:05 pm
18 Feb 2012 (3)


This was just the start of an evening of firsts and for the next hour the guests bartered over four more subs, 2 guys and two girls, like it was an everyday occurrence. Watching this from a distance made it seem more like theatrics until the next sissy was presented. While the speech of 'her' qualifications were read two of the earlier slaves began circling the room whispering something the gentlemen. A few waved them away before finally escorting one of the Doms a side room, which fortunately I had a perfect view through the partially closed door.

I don't know what brought her over, but Mary must have spotted something before leaning in close to whisper, "What is stopping you from joining them?" At that moment the two slaves had dropped down to their knees and was already stroking the man's hardening cock through the opening in his pants. I tried to stay cool, but still nervously laughed through my response, "I am just here as an observer" Taking a sip from my drink I turned to look directly into her deep blue eyes, "Maybe next time, if I ever get invited back." Mary stared deep into me as she nearly purred her response, "I will put in a good word for you with Mr. Paul." As she returned to another of her bar patrons I turned my attention back to the back room show. The slaves had stripped down to their panties, garter belts and stockings and the Dom was sucking on the blondes heaving tits while the brunette was deep throating his veiny erection.

Watching this occur nearly became in a sense a transference to me because I too was wearing a garter belt and stockings underneath my tight pants. Until that moment I didn't think it would be a problem, but the more excited I got the more aware I was of my own<b> lingerie </font></b>clinging to my body. I had to force myself to look away and when I turned back toward the bar Steve was gone and Mr. Paul was standing in his place, Noticing what I had been watching <r. Paul started his soft , "I am glad to see that none of this has effected you negatively," I wasn't quite sure what he meant, although I took it several different ways, "I'll admit the evening was quite different than I imagined, but this action is quite a bit out of my price range." We both laughed at the comment before he continued, "Well, you are always welcome as a guest, or if you want to make some on the side we could find some work for you in some capacity." I thanked him for his gracious offer, quite nervously, and started scanning the room for my wingman Steve. "If I can give you one suggestion about your choice of attire when attending one of my auctions. If you want to avoid being hit on by any of the Doms, be sure to wear something that doesn't reveal that tell-tale shape of garters under your pants."

My God! I was caught and didn't know how to respond. Mr. Paul was smiling and waiting for me to say anything. As I attempted to begin some kind of explanation Steve rushed to us and said, "Hey, you know that chick at work that I have been hitting on for a couple months? Well, look what she just texted!" He showed us a picture of our dowdy-looking receptionist posing more like a Penthouse fuck animal. "Dude, I have got leave right now! She says tonight IS the night." Steve was desperate and I had my opening to gracefully exit out of a tricky situation before anything got beyond my control, "I am ready to call it a night too. Thank you Mr. Paul it has been quite a memorable evening."

Almost on cue Mary popped in out of nowhere again, "Do you have to go already? We can arrange a limo to take you home if you want to stay." My resistance nearly melted just listening to her kind offer. Part of me wanted to stay, but knew I needed to go, so I graciously said my good nights and thankfully rushed off to the elevator with Steve. I never felt safe for the entire ride home. Steve was talking non stop, but all I could think about was having Mr. Paul know my little secret. I locked myself in my hillside condo, stripped down to the<b> lingerie </font></b>I had worn to the party, and then only tossed and turned the entire night thinking about a whole new world I knew nothing about.

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