NOTE:
This is the final chapter of this story and will be more entertaining IF you read the first 4 parts and then read this one BUT this part can stand alone too. Just an FYI
My Very First Time... Part 5 of 5
By Sherry DeAnn
As I finished dressing I had butterflies in my stomach. Today was the last day of my slave contract with Master Nick. What would the day bring? Would I get a pass from Nick and get my motorcycle today?
Mark had me dress in a short, snap front Irish green plaid skirt with suspenders and black leather thong panties and a black, front hook leather bra that pushed my tits up so high they almost fell out. I finished off this outfit with short, black lace up Harley boots and a black Harley jacket with fringe. My hair was bangs in front and two very long high ponytails one on each side. The schoolgirl look and the usual black slut eye makeup. False eyelashes and slut red lipstick which matched my nails and looked hot with my waist length very blonde hair.
We were riding Mark's stroker Shovelhead today and my skirt was only halfway snapped so you could see a lot of leg and a tease of my panties.
It was about an hour ride up to Nick's shop and when we rolled up I was shocked to see a whole parking lot full of bikes. It was Sunday and Nick's shop is closed on Sunday's. Not today though.
Today was some kind of event and the posters on the outside wall had a big photo of me and it said "Adults Only Party by Invite Only."
Mark parked the bike and we walked up to the nearest poster so I could see what my photo had to do with this event?
Holy Shit! They were having a private adult's only party with live music and BBQ. The main event of the day was a raffle and I was the grand prize. Holy Shit!
I looked at Mark and he winked at me and smiled. I never expected this but it was probably planned from the beginning. Entry fee was $50 per person at the door. Mark was holding my hand and walked us right past the door guy who nodded at us and smiled.
My slave contract called for 32 hours of acceptable labor from me to Master Nick and if I was submissive enough to earn 4 lipstick kisses representing 4 Sundays, I would get a custom built motorcycle from Nick's shop. Today was to be my last day but Nick planned to make all his money off this raffle so my bike would be paid in full, My labor was icing on the cake and not the real payment that I thought it would be.
Very sneaky but according to the contract I signed I still owed Nick 8 hours today regardless of how much money he made raffling me off as his grand prize. Which as my owner for the day he had every right to do.
Mark walked me into the showroom and up on the stage that Nick had put up for this event. Nick took my hand and addressed the crowd.
"Okay guys, and gals, this is DeAnn, our grand prize in today's drawing. Tickets are $100 a piece and will be sold until a half hour before we pick a winner. The winner will have DeAnn for an hour of, well, whatever? I'll provide a private room for the winner."
Nick was still holding my hand as he spun me around for the crowd to leer at. A round of applause went up and lot's of whistles from the crowd. I knew somebody out there would have me for an hour but I still wasn't sure what the rules were?
Yeah, I kinda knew, "No Rules."
Sex slave for another stranger. I looked the crowd over from up on the stage and there were some pretty hard core looking guys out there.
Nick pointed at the band and they started playing "Simply Irresistible" by Robert Palmer and Nick told me, "Dance and strip for the crowd. Make me some money."
I nodded and started dancing. I love this song so it was easy to get into it. I unsnapped the skirt and let it fall onto the stage and then I twirled around and opened my front hook bra and it too hit the stage floor. Now I was dancing in my panties and boots and as the song ended Nick stepped up.
Then said, "Take those panties off and hold them up."
So I did and the crowd went crazy. I was the prize in what amounted to a slave auction and as I held up my leather panties Nick yelled out, "Do I hear a $100 bucks for DeAnn's panties?"
I was naked except for my boots and these guys were bidding and it got kinda wild. In the end this young guy paid $1200 bucks for my black panties. He wanted a photo of himself and me so he came up on the stage and I handed him my panties and he got his photo. Then he hugged me, kissed me, squeezed my tit and left the stage smiling.
Actually the crowd was taking all kinds of photos and videos from the moment I got up on the stage. I saw one guy taking photos that I recognized as a staffer from a major biker magazine. Maybe I'd make the cover I thought? That would be so cool.
I was starting to really have fun up there. Naked in my Harley boots. Makes me wonder sometimes, who, has the power, the master or the slave that everybody desires? Yeah, I know, dumb question.
Kat, Nick's wife, was selling raffle tickets for $100 bucks each and she was getting mobbed by the crowd. These guys seemed to have a lot of disposable income in their jeans and I could see that they wanted me. Yeah, they wanted ME and I knew what they wanted me for. I had goose bumps and it wasn't cold in there. As usual when I'm scared I also get a certain feeling of excitement too and I was definitely feeling excited.
Nick had a pole mounted in the stage and the band kept playing hot tunes and Nick had me pole dancing. The band rocked out "A whole lotta rosie" by AC/DC and I just danced my ass off. The crowd was actually throwing money up on the stage and we're talking lots of $20 dollar bills.