rest of the auction

The King tied up the hands of the other seven girls, but not Lika and Agathe. They were then led back into the large hall for the rest of the auction. The other seven girls went back to join their rows with their **** trainers, and immediately were the centre of attention for the prospective owners around the room.

There were still girls being inspected all over the hall, with rich merchants, politicians and Generals peering intently at bottoms, pussies, legs, breasts and mouths. Some girls were requested to get on their knees to see how their height would match their prospective owner's phallus. Other girls were being told to stick their bottom in the air so that the men could compare them and make notes. Some girls were on their backs opening their legs for their pussies to be stared at.

The seven girls who had returned were quickly swamped with requests and Agathe and Lika stared with interest around the large hall as they were led to the front, where on a raised dais the King sat in an opulent chair and signalled for them to sit on his knee, on on each leg. 'We're going to watch the rest of the auction girls,' he said gleefully. The **** Master rang a bell and the auction began.

One by one the girls were led, naked save for their collar with their number, hands tied, up to the dais, and the bidding began. As the auction went on it was clear that this was a much celebrated day in the Sodomistani calendar. There was cheering and whooping as girls were bought and rivals celebrated outbidding each other. One particularly wealthy man bought four slaves, each tall and athletic. 'He always buys the tall slaves,' the King explained, 'he is a very tall man.'

As the slaves were being bought, Agathe sat demurely on the king's knee, with Lika on the other. In between sales, he would ask them to kiss each other, and to touch each other's breasts. Sometimes he would place a hand on Agathe's bottom, perilously close to her pussy, but never touching, and then gently stroke her bottom hole, where only a few minutes before he had buried his phallus to the hilt and filled her with seed. She could feel herself getting aroused - her nipples were hard, and her pussy wet - and she was pretty sure that the King could feel her arousal as her bare pussy was pressed on his thigh as he sat. She could see that with his other hand he was playing with Lika's bottom.

What was being the King's **** going to be like? Would Agathe and Lika be always together?