Watching A Auction

Doe takes a seat next to you on a cushion facing the stage. The two of you are secluded in the back of the pit. If anyone can see you, it's only from the stage.

"Are you ready?" You ask her.

She's just shaking though. Petite, short haired, blond thing that she is, she's totally unique in an African **** market.

"To watch my most forbidden and degrading fantasy play out on stage in front of me?" She smiled weakly. "Is anyone ever ready for that?"

"I bet the partners at the firm would laugh..." She muttered to herself.

The thought was silenced by the beginning of proceedings. A naked woman, curvy and luscious, was being dragged by a metal leash on stage. One by one, the other slaves were dragged up behind her. They took up a posture with bent head and standing straight. How could they raise their heads in defiance under an iron collar?

Some of the men rose from the cushions for the inspects. Doe's breathing grew louder at the sight of it. A litany of men, some just peasants, others well dressed, fingering and prodding the chattle. Checking the condition of their teeth. A few hands drifting between the legs.

Doe squirmed as though she were the one being inspected.

Afterwards the real auction began. The men took their seats, and the first of the slaves was brought to the center.

"1 Dollar!" A man cried.

"1.20!" Another responded.

Doe's eyes went wide. She was no doubt noticing the same thing you were. The price of a single **** might be prohibitive to those who lived here. But, a naked human might be sold into a life of slavery here for the price of a bottle of coke.

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