You are put up for auction

You follow close behind Nell as he comes to the middle of the square. Here there is a small table in front of a huge stage with many people gathered around, all seemingly waiting for some event to start. Nell steps up to speak with the man at the table, though you can't quite make out what he is saying over the murmur of the crowd. Before you can fully understand what's going on, both of your arms are grabbed from behind. You don't have much choice but to allow yourself to be picked up and carried over to the opposite side of the stage. Lifted several feet off the ground, most of the crowd gets a good look at your nude upper body, your tits bouncing lewdly with every step your captor takes. After being paraded all the way across the crowd, you are placed inside a large cage where several other slaves are already waiting. When you are set down, you are turned around and the large orc who brought you here rips off your **** tag and snaps on a new one, no doubt identical to the ones you saw on your fellow captives, marking you as "for sale". After the orc closes and locks the gate behind you, you cower in an empty corner of the cage, left with nothing to do to pass the time but contemplate your fate.

You look toward your fellow captives for some sort of comfort but find none. Most of the other slaves marked for sale are either sitting or lying down silently with sullen, lifeless eyes simply awaiting their fate. The only exceptions are a pair of female elves seated in the opposite corner of the cell. One is sobbing uncontrollably while the other is futilely attempting to console her. No doubt they are a pair of sisters, or perhaps a mother and daughter, recently enslaved and now up for auction. Your only consolation is that the cage has a solid roof, protecting you from the heat of the sun while you wait for the auction to start. You lose track of time as dozens of people stop by the cell, trying to get a good look at all the "merchandise" available that day. You hang your head down, trying not to react to the constant stream of men catcalling you and attempting to get a better look at your nude form. Occasionally, another **** is placed in the cage in an identical manner to you - roughly dropped in the cage, given a new tag, and left to wait until the auction starts.

After what you think has been at least several hours pass, the orc who placed you in this cage again unlocks it and says "Line up, it's time to go." Being near the gate, you step directly in front of the guard, not wanting to see what would happen if you got on his bad side. As the lot of you line up, he repeatedly checks a piece of paper before moving each **** to their proper place in line. You are placed second, just behind the elf who was sobbing when you were left in here. As soon as you are assembled in order, you are waved through, though before you are paraded out the orc has to slap the elf in front of you hard on the ass, as she remains hesitant about her inevitable fate.

You are lined up next to a ramp leading up to the stage, with several large guards in between you and the crowd gathered for the auction. An auctioneer is already up on the stage, getting the crowd hyped up for the event about to take place. He soon calls for the auction to begin, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd. The elf in front of you is ushered onto the stage, but when she hesitates, she is forcefully grabbed by the elbow and pulled up the ramp to be displayed in front of everyone. No matter how hard she pulls against the guard, however, she cannot break his grip on her arm. This elicits a few jeers and whistles from the crowd as the auctioneer introduces her. Although in your position behind the stage you cannot pick out everything that is said, you do hear that she was supposedly a servant of an even noble who was accused of stealing from her lord and sold into slavery as punishment. Throughout the bidding process she repeatedly exclaims that she is innocent and she didn't do anything she was accused of, but all of her words fall on deaf ears and after several outbursts the guard holding her in place covers her mouth with his other hand to prevent her from speaking over the auctioneer. Soon the winner of the auction is decided and she is brought back down the ramp to be given to her new owner.

You are up next, and, not wanting to be handled as roughly as the first ****, voluntarily step up the ramp and walk out onto the stage. As you meekly make your way up next to the auctioneer, he yells out over the crowd, "Our next **** is a virgin human female, only eighteen years old!" You wonder for a moment why he opened with the fact that you are a virgin, and how he knew both that and your correct age, but you push those thoughts out of your mind as he continues. "She is a mage specializing in support and healing spells. Her new owner can have a magic lock placed on her **** collar for no charge if you like!" Your eyes go wide at these words. A magic lock? You had heard the term before but you thought it was just a myth. If it was real, your magic abilities could be muted, except when your owner allowed you to use them. "This specimen is already fully submissive and ready to do anything you request!" As if to prove the auctioneer's point, the guard ushering you on stage slaps your ass, eliciting a jump in surprise, making your boobs bounce all over the place. The sight makes many in the crowd gawk in awe, but you don't get to look over your potential owners for too long before you are **** to turn around and pushed to your knees. The orc slaps your ass again and whispers to you to put your face down and spread your legs, which you oblige immediately. Your face goes completely red as you give the entire crowd now a full view of your bare asshole and pussy and even the small patch of pubic hair underneath. In order to give everyone the best view, the orc takes one of your asscheeks in each hand and spreads your ass and pussy open, though even with his relatively massive hands he can still barely hold the roundness of your butt.

"Bidding starts at ONE HUNDRED GOLD!" The auctioneer suddenly exclaims, apparently satisfied with the show you have put on. As the crowd erupts in a bidding frenzy, you are completely shocked at the starting price. You did not grow up poor, but 100 gold pieces is a larger sum than you've ever seen in one place, and that was the starting bid! You attempt to get up on your hands and knees to get a glimpse at the crowd bidding on you but the guard swiftly slaps your ass again, causing your round cheek to ripple and drawing a few cheers from the crowd. That is all the convincing you need and you obediently press your breasts against the floor again. The guard teasingly slides his finger up and down your spread folds several times before returning his hand to your asscheek and putting your nethers on full display again. You sigh as you suffice yourself to simply listen to the auction go on, getting more and more anxious as the auctioneer continues to announce higher and higher prices. Over the next several minutes the price skyrockets past 500 gold, 1000 gold, even 2000 gold before the final call is made at 2500 gold pieces.

Only when the final "SOLD!" call is made does the guard let go of your ass and let you stand back up. You are quickly ushered back off the stage before you can turn around and see who made the final bid. When you reach the ground level, you get one final glimpse of Nell, who gives you a satisfied smirk as one of the auctioneers hands him a massive bag of money. You watch him open the bag to marvel at his cut of the sale as you are turned away to be brought to your new owner.