A virtual auction block

The rest of Friday night and Saturday passed without much incident, Diane had spent Friday night in the latex vacuum bed enduring occasional shocks from the electric device and listening to Jenna's recording explaining her new role in life. Saturday had been spent as it had with her other slaves on their first weekend with their new mistress. She was taken to a city, two hours away where she was provided with a journal to keep track of her assigned tasks, her thoughts on them, and her punishments. Then she was taken to get fetish ware. While Diane's included the standard maid, cheerleader, dress more suited to a little girl, and school girl, the clothing Jenna purchased for Diane also included a sexy devil costume as a further insult to the deeply devout older woman.

"Come on you two, don't doddle," Jenna said as she led Melissa and Diane to the basement, and out of the furnished area to the area she had recently built. He held the leash attached to Melissa's collar tightly in her hand, Diane followed close behind her daughter, her collar attached to Melissa's by a three-foot chain. Jenna wore a pink tee shirt and blue jeans that hugged her curves flatteringly. She looked behind her at the mother/daughter pair. Melissa wore nothing but a short pink silk robe, her mother behind her had been dressed in her schoolgirl garb. Jenna had hoped it would reinforce that she was there to learn.

"What the..." Diane thought as she looked in shock at a small circular platform that sat under two overhead lights that sat slightly off-center and directed to shine on it. In front of the stage were two cameras connected to a laptop computer that sat on a small desk, next to the laptop was a headset with a microphone.

"Are you impressed, Diane?" Jenna asked with a smile.

"I suppose so, Mistress," the older woman said remembering to address the younger woman properly at the last possible second.

"Really? I had it built just for you," she said as she fondled Diane's breast through the tight-fitting tied-off white top. The older woman said nothing before trying to take a step back. Jenna let go of Melissa's leash and grabbed the short chain that kept Diane tethered to her daughter. "Uh uh uh," Jenna chided as she grabbed the small chain pulled Diane forward, and slapped her across the face. "You will learn to appreciate my touch. If you misbehave and make me angry, I'll bring Melissa down here, and rent her out to the highest bidder. Really piss me off, and I might just sell her outright."

"You, you wouldn't!" Diane said in a panic at the thought of her daughter being sold to a complete stranger for sex.

"I would, and just to prove it," she said before turning her attention to Mellisa."Robe off and on the pedestal."

"Yes, Mistress," Melissa said as she removed her robe and waited for Jenna to unclip the leash from her collar. Once she did, Melissa stepped up onto the pedestal and stood as she had been priorly instructed, with her feet shoulder-width apart, her hands behind her back, and her head held high.

"Melissa, no!" Diane yelled. She was so distracted that she had failed to notice that Jenna had now clipped the leash to her collar and tethered it to a ring in the floor assuring that she would not interfere in what was about to happen. By the time she did realize it, Jenna sat at the computer with the headset on.

Jenna hit a switch in the floor with her foot and the pedestal began to slowly spin and the cameras began to record. "Thanks to some friends of mine, over the last couple of weeks I have a few potential let's call them renters that live nearby to take Melissa next weekend," Jenna said smiling evilly at Diane as she she booted up the computer.

"No, no, please! I'll do whatever you want, just don't sell out my daughter!" Diane pled, "Please, Mistress, don't do this!"

Jenna and Melissa both ignored the pleas of the older woman as the webcasting program Jenna had started loaded, and began to run. On the left side of the screen, she saw what the cameras showed an interchangeable image of Melissa slowly spinning in place. On the right, a total of six faces including her own. "Ladies, welcome in," Jenna said smiling into the laptop's webcam. "This is my **** Melissa. She did identify as heterosexual. She has limited experience but is eager to please. For two nights and one day, with the lovely Melissa, who will bid me $500?"

Diane watched in horror as a small screen lowered from a hidden compartment in the ceiling and almost instantly went from showing $0 to showing $500. Seconds later $525, then $550, then $575. _"No, no, no!" Diane thought being too terrified to speak. She could not believe what was happening. "What if she's wrong and they don't give Melissa back? Oh God, please I'll do whatever she wants me to do, I'll try and be happy about it, just please don't let someone take my little girl away from me,"_ she silently pled as she watched the number on the small screen go up higher and higher. Finally, it stalled out at $1500.

"Congratulations, as soon as the funds clear, I'll send you a form to fill out going over what you expect of Melissa, as well as some information on what I will allow and what I won't since she is still my property."

A short time later, Jenna sat on the living room couch with Melissa's face between her legs. Diane knelt behind her daughter watching intently as her daughter ate their mistress' pussy. "What's the matter, Diane? Would you like a taste?"

"Yes, please Mistress," she answered, fearful of what would happen if she refused. Jenna smiled before tapping Melissa on the head. Melissa let out a slight whine as she pulled her head back.

"Well?" Jenna asked when Diane did not move from where she was. The older woman quickly crawled to her younger mistress and buried her face between her legs. "Very good, once you make me cum you'll all be dismissed for the week. Of course, keep an eye out for your tasks. Each of you will have at least one this week."

"Yes, Mistress," they all answered together.

"Lauren, isn't your husband gone on a work trip this week?"

"Yes, Mistress, he leaves tomorrow."

"Then, after he leaves, you will be my life in **** this week."

"Yes, Mistress!" Lauren said excitedly.