Debbie had already spent several hours in a room adjacent to the auction room, where she had been "purified and prepared". Now, nervously, she was going to be led onto the stage to be presented to the audience. As was customary, she would be led by her master, Sir Barkley.
She was dressed in a black silk bodysuit, open at the crotch, a bra that pushed up her breasts and left her nipples exposed, and high stiletto Louboutin heels that made it awkward to walk. She was heavily made up, with eyeliner and false lashes, and bright red lipstick - she would hardly be able to recognize herself in the mirror. Her skin shone glistening from the light oil that had been sprayed all over her body. Her labia were swollen and engorged from her "preparation" and also bright red, since the same lipstick had been applied to her cunt lips. Also, in her "preparation", she had been forced to insert an anal plug, with a reflective mirror handle which was squeezed between her buttocks. Sir Barkley led her onto the stage pulling her with a gold chain, attached to her labia majora through a piercing ring. As she came on to the stage, there was a murmur of appreciation from the men in the audience.
Sir Barkley gave her quiet and gentle instructions. As she reached the center of the stage, he told her "face the audience darling". She turned to face the audience. He removed the chain from her labia ring. "Smile and make eye contact - look at each man directly and make him feel that you desire him".... She did as instructed. Some men returned her smile. Some seemed to be a bit shy and looked away. Others looked hard at her, from top to bottom, but focused their gaze on her breasts or her sex.
"Spread your legs apart", Sir Barkley instructed. She did so, about shoulder width apart. "Now, drop down into a deep squat". She dropped down, "ass to grass" - easy for an Asian girl. As she was squatting before them, she was conscious that her cunt was completely pushed forward and exposed to the audience, her labia slightly open. Suddenly, a spotlight from the back of the room illuminated her cunt. As she looked down, she noticed to her shame and embarrassment that a long fluid thread of clear viscous liquid was dripping down from her cunt and onto the floor, in a little puddle... illuminated by the spotlight....
"Stand up darling". She stood up, feeling the wetness between her legs. "Turn around"... She turned her back to the audience. "Now bend over".... She bent way down - she was a flexible girl. "Now put your hands on your buttocks and spread them apart wide". She did so. She heard another murmur from the audience. Some of the men were shifting in their seats, trying to get a better look. There was a feeling of growing erotic tension in the room - several men had unbuttoned their trousers and were stroking their cocks..
