Maybe a Month?

"There's an answer I want to give, and an answer I know I have to give." She looks back at you with the same fire as a moment before when she first revealed this desire. "The idea of it being for real...for good...being chained up on that stage and having my body sold like merchandise...well it's the heart of the fantasy. It's the stuff I've masturbated to since I learned how to masturbate."

"It's not just important to me." Her inflection was firm. To her being sold really was the thing she seemed to want most. "I"m willing to give up a lot to make it real. Maybe too much."

"But, I can't just run away from the rest of my life. My thought process is that I can use being sold as almost a vacation. I map out a month or two without commitments. Then you'd connect me to a buyer and sell me. In that time they'd do whatever they want with me. I'd be their complete ****. Their chattel."

She almost shivered at that last word.

"Then when the deal is up, I come back to you. I come back to you." You felt her lips press against your cheek for a kiss. "I love you, John. Life needs to go back to normal. At least until I can find another chance to try it again."

"What do you think? Can you handle that?"

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