The Charity Auction
After his appalling experiences with Connie and her predatory staff, David rested and recuperated for two weeks. For the first time since he'd become a Gargarean, he wondered whether he'd made the right decision.
Soon, Ms. Esme approached him with another assignment and assured him that this experience would not be nearly as bad. She would be hosting a charity auction that promoted women's rights and benefited women's support groups and wanted him to contribute. She would auction his sexual services to the highest bidder, who would doubtless be a compassionate -- and wealthy -- longtime Amazon.
"I will be in the theater at all times, to make sure the all-female audience treats you well," she'd told him. "I can assure you that you will be respected and admired by each and every lady." She'd also slyly reminded him that, "Our state, county, and local laws prohibit male nudity at public events."
Believing that for once he would not be stripped, exhibited, and exploited, David agreed to participate.
--- The Gargarean Group ---
To celebrate Ariel's eighteenth birthday, her fun-loving Aunt Nora gave her favorite niece a one-year membership to 'The Gargarean Group.'
"What's 'The Gargarean Group'?" Ariel had asked.
"It is a very special, exclusive women's club," her aunt had answered evasively. "You'll find out more when I take you to your first club function."
Ariel loved and trusted her Aunt Nora, for the older woman was cool: modern, fashionable, and open-minded. Not like her mother, a conservative housewife who believed young women should be prim and proper at all times, servants to their husband's needs and always at his service, domestically and sexually. That's not what Ariel wanted out of life. She'd learned from her aunt that she wanted men to desire her and seek her attention; to cater to her wants and needs.
A few weeks later, Aunt Nora announced, "I am taking you to your first Gargarean Group event tonight!" She advised, "I'll be wearing something flirty and sexy. You should, too!"
Both women donned dresses guaranteed to catch the roving eye of every guy. Aunt Nora's was a midnight blue color that contrasted well with her shoulder-length blonde hair. It featured a plunging neckline that gave risqué glimpses of her fine boobs. Ariel's shimmery blue dress went well with her strawberry-blonde hair. It had a more modest bodice but a mini hemline that daringly bared her long legs from just below her panties to her open-toed sandals.
Despite her fondness for her trendsetting aunt, Ariel had her doubts about that evening when they arrived at the theater. She spotted a sign that read, 'THE GARGAREAN GROUP CHARITY AUCTION.' Charity auction? It sounded boring -- a bunch of cushy, wealthy women bidding on furniture, pottery, and artwork. Sure enough, she didn't see one guy -- of any age -- entering the theater, just a bunch of young and mature women wearing tarty dresses.
Ariel worriedly wondered, 'Why did Aunt Nora want her to dress in sexy clothes when all she saw were women? Could 'The Gargarean Group' be a club for lesbians? Were they older women who desired younger girls?' But she reminded herself that her Aunt Nora had never shown any homosexual tendencies; in fact, she flirted with guys all the time, and the younger the boy the more she flirted. There must be something else going on.
They entered a modern theater with cabaret-style seating arranged around a raised, semicircular dance floor in front of a stage. Auditorium seating backed the dozen cocktail tables on the floor. A twin-g clef symbol hung above the stage. Aunt Nora surprised her niece by leading her to the round table directly in front of the dance floor, where two other women already sat: another, willowy blonde teenager named Janey who'd also just celebrated her eighteenth birthday and Janey's Aunt Kelly, a lovely, raven-haired forty-year-old wearing a bright red minidress with a plunging neckline.
While the two aunts got acquainted, Ariel greeted Janey. The girl had shoulder-length, wheat-colored blonde hair, a cherubic face, and a curvy body with nice boobs. The dress she wore was a pastel-blue minidress with a scoop neckline that revealed the tops of her breasts.
"Do you know anything about this auction?" Janey whispered.
"Nothing. Aunt Nora won't tell me anything."
"The same with my Aunt Kelly," said Janey. "I hope it's not as boring as I think it will be."
Ariel smiled. "I was thinking exactly the same thing."
The teens stopped talking when a red-velvet curtain on the stage parted to reveal a small dance band that began to play a mellow Gershwin tune as the last of the women entered the auditorium and filled the seats. The musicians consisted of three guitarists, a cellist, two violinists, a trumpeter, a saxophone player, a trombonist, a drummer with a trap set and timpani, and a pianist -- all female players led by a gray-haired director.
The song came to an end and the overhead lights illuminating the audience suddenly dimmed. Ariel sighed, resigning herself to a boring evening; but she sensed a curious excitement amongst 'The Gargarean Group' members surrounding her when the timpani player began a muted drum roll. A tall and shapely, dark-complexioned woman wearing an 'Amazon' costume walked onto the stage. She had a fringed, deerskin halter covering her full bosoms and a short, matching skirt that bared her long legs. She was barefoot, adding to her tribal appearance. Her long, dark hair was held back by a headband with sequins that reflected the blazing torch she carried. Behind her, walking with stately dignity, was a shorter and older woman wearing a black, floor-length gown. Her appearance was met with a warm round of applause.
"Who's that?" whispered Ariel to her aunt.
"Ms. Esme. It's her auction."
Ariel watched as the two women reached the front of the stage. The beautiful Amazon stood a step behind the hostess, with her blazing torch held high.
The hostess said, "Good evening, ladies, and thank you for attending my first charity auction. I am Esme, founder of this chapter of 'The Gargarean Group.' As in all our club auctions, bids will be silent and entered on our webpage via your smartphones. The highest bidders will be announced tomorrow. All of tonight's proceeds will go to several local groups that support the health of women and children and give aid to victims of domestic violence and sexual crimes, so please bid generously. You will want to bid high, when you see the studs we have available tonight: almost two dozen handsome boys for you to enjoy."
The women enthusiastically applauded as an excited buzz of chatter went through the crowd. Confused, Ariel glanced at Janey while wondering if she'd heard correctly. 'Handsome boys?' She thought this was going to be a general auction, with artwork, pottery, jewelry, and furniture. What kind of an auction sold guys?
Janey gawped back, looking just as baffled and confused.
"We have six new Amazons in attendance tonight," Esme continued; "VIPs who recently celebrated their eighteenth birthdays." Ariel sat up straighter as the hostess made a sweeping gesture to encompass the three round tables in front of her. Women applauded the newcomers. "For their benefit, I would like to read an excerpt of a letter I recently received from 'The Gargarean Group's' National President, and the Chair of the National Board of Directors. She wrote to congratulate us on the success of our chapter and for holding our first auction. The letter in its entirety is posted on our webpage. I would like to read to you what she wrote about the origins of 'The Gargarean Group.' I quote, 'In Greek mythology, the Gargareans were a tribe of males who were exploited by an all-female Amazon tribe. That is why our members are called Amazons and our boys are called Gargareans. The ancient Amazons raided the Gargarean tribe and kidnapped their most attractive boys, bound and blindfolded them, and took them back to their camp. The boys were then stripped naked and used for the pleasure of the Amazon women. Fertile females would mount the boys' erect penises and drain them of their life seed, thereby ensuring the continuation of both tribes. The Amazons kept all resulting female babies and gave the males to the Gargareans, to continue their supply of virile boys. By the way, in 'The Gargarean Group', we refer to males of all ages as 'boys' because after passing through puberty they reach the age of stupidity and remain stupid all their lives. Gargareans are lovely beings but not very bright; boys who are ours to use and enjoy.'"
