You recall your turn approaching the auction block

The female guards to either side of you had gripped your arms with a startling ****. You had looked up at both of them in surprise. Hadn't they known that this was something you were looking forward to? Their muscled forms had towered over your 5'6" height further augmented by the high heels of their boots. The chains of the metal shackles binding your wrists and ankles clattered with each of your awkward steps as they pulled you through the gate and up the stairs.

You pushed onto the auction stage.

The light before you had been blinding! Squinting you could make out the shape of a naked girl locked in a stockade at the center of the stage beneath its powerful beam! The metal frame entrapping her was firmly mounted beneath the spot light and ran up behind the girls back. Her ankles were pulled far apart in a spreader bar welded to the bottom and wrists were trapped within metal clasps welded the metal frame behind her.

She looked so... ****. You strained against the tight grip of the guards to either side to get a better look. Her skin glistened under the heat of the spotlight. Her head was turned and her eyes were shut tight to avoid the beam. From behind her you could just make out the gentle curve of her breasts to either side of her torso and her hair fell down to the small of her naked back. She shifted her feet uncomfortably against the shackles of the spreader bar.

"SOLD!" A harsh woman's voice announced over a loud speaker, "to House Whitlock!"

There was the bang of a gavel and guards moved in to unlock the girl and drag her away.

You were roughly pulled forward and locked into the stockade. Your skin burned and you squinted into the light. It was dark but you could just make out the first few rows of seating that extended beyond your vision. Figures moved indistinguishably but one thing was clear. You could feel hundreds of eyes upon your naked body. With your arms locked behind you and your legs **** apart in the spreader bar, nothing was left to their imagination. Your face flushed.

The strident voice continued on the loud speaker, " Up next, we have Yoshino from house Shigaraki."She is 18 years old, 5'6" tall, with a thin build. As you see, her long black hair is straight and extends to her ass, but can be styled to your Master's liking. She weighs 118lbs and has A-cup breasts. She comes from good breeding stock. Her birth mother, is a high ranking member Shigaraki Upper Harem. You can see her health screening information on your screens. She is anticipated to be very fertile and a fine prize for any harem once trained."

You heard women's voices softly conferring within the darkness before you.

"She's pretty but my master is not into asians..."

"...that's fine my master actually prefers them..."

"...her breasts are too small for my Master..."

"....I like her height in heels..."

"...Shigaraki is known for the high stock of his girls..."