Aaron sat in the cool room, his hands twisting together nervously. The room was dimly lit and a single candle was the only source of light. Aaron wondered as to what reason his Mistress had brought him to this place. He had arrived home from work earlier that evening to find her dressed and ready to go out.
"Shower and dress in the clothes that I have laid out on the bed." She told him. "Make sure that you look in the box first."
It was a special thing to receive a gift from his mistress, and Aaron raced to the bedroom. He found his clothes lying on the bed, along with a large black box. Aaron opened the box to find an outfit to be worn underneath his clothing. The ensemble consisted of a silver collar that was engraved with his Mistress and his names. The next piece looked like a pair of leather briefs. The briefs were strong but soft, with a black anal plug attached inside. The front of the briefs had a hole for his cock, with an adjustable silver ring to fit behind his balls. The waistband of the briefs was belted with a silver band that matched his new collar. At the bottom of the box was a card that read: 'a special set, to a slave who fills me with pride. - Mistress'
Aaron hurriedly showered and shaved, then began to dress. Aaron was delighted by the new under gear because it fit perfectly. He knew that his mistress must have designed the pieces herself, and had them custom made. The collar fit snugly, but not tight around his neck, and the briefs fit like a second skin. Even the plug was exactly the right size, being neither too large nor too small. The cockring was truly spectacular, as it fastened behind his balls, thrusting his member proudly forward.
Aaron finished dressing, and proudly waited for his Mistress by the front door. As usual, his Mistress did not tell him where they were going. She instructed him to drive to a part of town that he had not been before, and finally to stop in front of a large house.
A man around Aaron's age answered the door, and escorted them into the house. Once inside, his Mistress instructed Aaron to follow the man, and to do as he was told. Aaron was directed to a small room, and instructed to remove his outer garments and wait.
Aaron now found himself waiting anxiously for what was to take place. He could hear very little of what was happening outside of the room. The suspense was becoming intolerable, and then the door opened. A young woman, around twenty-five came into the room. She was dressed in a tight leather corset, with matching skirt and boots. Aaron would have mistaken her for a Domme, had she not been wearing a studded leather collar around her neck.
"Follow me." She instructed him.
Aaron quietly followed the red-haired woman down a series of hallways and stair. Aaron found himself led into another small room, and was again instructed to wait. He waited quietly, and watched another door in the room. He could hear voices on the other side of the door, but could not make out what was being said. He did not wait long before the door opened. Another young woman, dressed similarly as the first stepped in.
"It's time. Follow me." She told him.
Aaron stood to follow her, and she stopped him at the door. She placed a heavy leather blindfold over his eyes, cutting off his sight. The women took Aaron by the hand, and led him out of the door. He followed the woman until she pressed her hand to his chest, stopping him. Aaron strained his ears to listen, and could hear faint movement in the room. He heard another person move nearby, and then heard a throat clear.
"Now, this prime piece of real estate comes from a most gracious Mistress." A woman spoke. "He is trained in all forms of worship, and . . . hmm. He is quite skilled with his tongue, and has strong endurance."
Aaron flushed at what was being said about him. This seemed to be an auction of some sort. It was something that he had never considered his Mistress doing.
"He is well skilled in massage techniques as well as an excellent cook." The woman continued. "Well ladies, we seem to have an all-around package here." She said with interest.
"Now, he does look quite well behaved, and quite satisfying." She said, as Aaron felt his cock and balls being fondled by the woman next to him. His cock immediately swelled as the woman stroked his shaft.
"Quite impressive Slave Aaron. Your Mistress should be proud." The speaking woman called to him. "Now ladies, let us have a sample of his abilities." She said. "Lila, If You will."
Aaron felt the hand of the woman near him, who must be Lila, push him down gently on the shoulder. He took the command, and knelt down, keeping his head held high. Aaron heard the slight rustling of fabric, then felt a leg drape over his shoulder, and a very aroused slit pressed to his mouth. Aaron knew what was expected of him, and with his tongue, began to deftly explore the womanly flesh before him. His efforts were met with a sigh of approval from his partner as he slid his tongue between her wet lips.
Aaron could hear movement as he licked, and became aware of people around him. The mixed scents of perfume, as well as the increase of heat alerted him to the presence of many women. He could hear their hushed comments as they watched. Aaron almost lost his concentration when a hand grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. He continued to lick, extending his tongue so as not to lose contact with the increasingly wet slit he labored to please. Aaron continued to stab his tongue between Lila's lips, and then glide upward to run over her rock hard clit. He knew that she was on the verge of climaxing when he felt her hips rock, and her heel pressed hard into his back.
Aaron began to linger on her clit with each stroke. After a few more licks, she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. When she calmed down, she pressed her soaked pussy to his mouth, and Aaron dutifully licked her clean. Once satisfied, Lila withdrew from Aaron, leaving him kneeling on the floor. He could feel the women leave from around him, then felt Lila's hand on his arm. She guided him to stand, then left him.
"Well now ladies, after a performance like that, what can I say?" The speaker said, resuming her pitch. "This happy slave, this man who knows his place is a bargain at any price!"
"One hundred!" came a voice from the room.
"Well I guess we will start the bidding at One hundred dollars!" the auctioneer said with an amused tone.
"Do I hear Two Hundred?" she yelled
"Two hundred!" called another voice.
"I've got two hundred. Do I hear three? Three hundred for an entire evening to use such a fine slave?"
Aaron was comforted to know that his time for being sold would only be an evening. He was both amazed and proud as the bidding prices escalated. Aaron was downright shocked when he was purchased for almost two thousand dollars. The voice of the woman who purchased him was smooth and silky, yet held a hint of youth. She sounded no older than his true Mistress.
Aaron found himself lead out of the room. The blindfold was still in place as he was lead back down the hallways and stair. He was finally stopped by his handler, and waited as she opened a door. Aaron was ushered into a room, and instructed to kneel on a small carpet.
"You will stay her until the Mistress comes." His handler ordered him.
Aaron waited for quite a while before he heard the door open, and could smell a hint of perfume.
"I am going to enjoy using you. Your display was quite impressive, but I plan on testing that stamina of yours." Said the woman with the silken voice
Aaron was glad when she removed the blindfold, and blinked his eyes to clear his vision. He was pleased as he finally viewed his temporary Mistress. She had long black hair that spilled over her shoulders, and seemed to be almost as tall as he. The woman was dressed in a black and blue leather dress. Her matching high-heeled shoes had straps that crisscrossed up her calves. She had a curvy figure, which was far from the thin waif models that society seemed to find pretty. Aaron was becoming aroused at the mere sight of her full hips and strong looking legs. This Mistress shared many of the qualities that he adored in his own Mistress. "My name is Mistress Dawn. Your Mistress has sold you to me until the stroke of six in the morning. Until that time, you will do whatever I tell you. I brook no insolence from a slave, and have full authority to punish you any way I see fit. Is that clear?" she said to him.
