Tranfer of Owner-Slut

My back arching softly, I find myself enjoying being let about, my exposed skin feeling the cool air blowing gently across me. I moan softly as goosebumps form on my skin, my breath growing more pronounced by the moment. Not caring to hide me one bit, I find myself being led openly before whoever may look out their window, and the street lights accent my curves as brightly as the sun.

After a few blocks, he stops at a seemingly random door and knocks. We wait in silence a moment, and the door opens, and a young man with dark hair steps out, "Got another one for us, do you? Easy on the eyes... Don't witty, you'd get the usual cut."

He nods, his right hand cupping my breast casually as I gasp before them, surprised at the sudden turn of events, and yet both helpless and oddly aroused all at once. 'Well, at least it gets me out of that situation, ' I thought wryly, even as I'm left with another one... one that may prove as complex as the last.

The tech-guy whom I let haul me this way simply smirks, his left hand moving along my waist, before declaring, "Alright, sure done… See ya at the card table next week!", and with that, I find myself thrust into the new guy's hand, and I moan as his grip tightens around me.

He looks me up and down slowly, a lewd expression on his face, "My, you'd make for a great plaything... but, I dare not mess up a deal with a partner like him. " He paused, and I yelp as he bounces me roughly before him, and he chcukles before declaring, "Course, I could always 'test out' the 'ol merchandise a bit beforehand.... You know, check how valuable a scrumpet like yourself could be worth on the open market. I could use a good tussle..."

As he thinks to himself, I moan as he grasps my ass, laughing as I let out a yip of surprise, before he pulls me inside, naked, bound and gagged, into his abode...