Sex wins, or does it?

"The winner is the woman! Her winning bid, an entire night to do with her as I please. Payment will be taken before the prize, therefore princess Llexilwen will be returned to the back among the other lots until sunrise. Just for fun," the auctioneer wriggled his eyebrows, "I do reserve the right to reward the lot if it would make life more interesting."

"Alright! That's it! My body is worth more than a soul, more than a million dollars," Kat danced, twirling away from her chair and the table, then bobbing her head and shoulders, "that's fucking right, you other women can suck it! I dare you to try and earn a million dollars in a night with your body — dare you to fail!" She started twerking right there, uncaring who might be watching, actually excited to draw every eye. When she saw Wyatt watching her she smirked, "you could have had this already Wyatt, but you're just too much of a pussy to take what's on offer, or what you want," her gaze slid over to Kayla, who was staring, shocked.

"Ahem, this is quite the interesting demonstration, but please, to the front miss—"

"Kat! Hottest around, Kitty Kat!" she grinned.

"Yes well, payment is due, up here Kat. I must make some use of your body, and while I have the entire night, I do not like to have my whims delayed unnecessarily."

"Whatever, a bit boring, but I guess I did agree to this," Kat stalked up to the front and put an arm on the auctioneer's shoulder, "so what? If you want your payment now, you must have a plan. We going off to the back for a quickie? Ooh, or maybe you're not boring, and you have some. . . exhibitionist tendencies you'd like to display. Am I taking your cock out here and now?"

"My you are shameless," said the auctioneer, eyeing her up and down with a leer on his lips, "I think I'll have quite a bit of fun with you. For the moment, you listen, and then obey, understood?"

"A little master-servant kink? My my. Understood," said Kat, leaning in to whisper the word to the auctioneer.

He smiled, "good, stand right here by me," the auctioneer bowed to the crowd, and flourished with his free hand, the other, with the gavel, poised to slam down.

"And now—!"