Define "Sell"?

You paused to gather your wits and shut your gaping jaw. It was a thing like nothing you've ever heard before. The look in Doe's eyes told you that she was deadly serious about this. The most truly bizarre thing was who she was in her day to day life. She wasn't just some nobody. Doe was a barrister. An up and coming lawyer. She could be fierce and prideful and provocative. If anything, you were the quieter calmer one in the relationship.

And she wanted to be...."sold"? That one required a bit more explanation.

"So..." You scratched the top of your head. "...you're telling me that your biggest fantasy is to be like the women in the movie, and to be sold as a sex **** to a man?"

"Yes." She paused for a moment, tilting her head slightly. "Well, I suppose it could be a woman too now that I think about it. I don't know. You know I'm mostly straight, but there's something to it about having my preferences whittled down by my buyer..."

"Right..."

"And how long do you want this to go on for?" You sighed and pressed yourself close to her body. It was as if you were searching for her warmth. "This selling thing. Is this just like a one night auction? Or something more...well permanent?"

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