Brought and used

As the auction begins, the room falls silent except for the hushed whispers among the audience members. The old slaver points at Ben first, "Starting bid for this fine specimen here is 20 caps!" he announces loudly. A few people murmur amongst each other before an older man in fancy clothes stands up and throws down a pouch filled with glittering caps onto the stage.

The bidding war ensues, with prices skyrocketing higher and higher until finally, a burly human with tattoos all over his body wins the bid for Ben. He grins menacingly as he drags Ben away, leaving you alone on the stage once more. Your heart races with fear and anxiety, knowing that it's your turn next.

"Alright then," the old slaver says, turning back towards you, "let's see what we have here… Starting bid for our winged friend is 25 caps… come on he's Captain of the wind riders! Come now, don't be shy, let's get those bids rolling in!" Again, the crowd starts whispering and discussing amongst themselves. You can feel their eyes burning into your skin like fire, making you shiver involuntarily.

Finally, after what feels like hours of tense silence, a woman dressed in elegant silk steps forward and places her bid - 125 caps. The room erupts in applause and cheers as she takes center stage to claim her prize: you. As soon as the auction ends, the woman roughly pulls you off the stage by your chained ankles, dragging you through the crowded theater towards her home.

As you enter her mansion, you notice that it's filled with exotic artifacts from all over the wasteland. It seems this woman has quite the taste for collecting rare items – including slaves. She leads you up to one of the upper floors where there are several rooms lined along a long hallway. Each door has intricate carvings depicting various scenes of pleasure and pain with prices listed below. Your heart sinks at the thought of what might happen next. "Welcome to your new life." She says coldly before pushing you into a darkened room, as you realize what this place really is a plush prison.

The moment the door slams shut behind you, the woman starts undressing herself, revealing a body that could rival any goddess's. Her breasts were full and firm, nipples hardening under your eager gaze; her waist slim yet curvy leading down to perfectly sculpted hips. The sight alone made your cock twitch in anticipation.

She approaches you slowly, eyes locked onto yours, making sure she has your complete attention. With every step closer, she peels off another layer until finally standing naked before you. You can see the wetness glistening between her legs - an invitation no man could resist.

Without warning or consent, she pushes you against the wall, forcing your back to press firmly against it. One hand reaches out to grab your throat, your erection springing up stiffly, throbbing painfully from both excitement and fear.

"I own you now," she growls into your ear, causing shivers of dread and desire to run through your entire being. "And I will use you however I please." She says this not like a question but more so as a statement of fact.

With a smirk on her face, she positions herself over you, guiding your hardened length inside her slick entrance. The sensation is overwhelming; hot, tight, and incredibly pleasurable. Her eyes roll back in pleasure while biting her lip to stifle any moans that might escape.

She begins riding you relentlessly, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy coursing through both bodies. Sweat drips off their skin mingling together creating an erotic symphony only they could hear - slaps against flesh, heavy breathing, grunts of exertion all adding to the cacophony of lust-filled sounds filling up the room.

As she continues bouncing on top of you, her hands wander freely across your body – pinching nipples, grabbing ass cheeks, scratching marks into your chest. It's clear she wants complete control over every aspect of this encounter. And you are powerless to stop it.

Your own hands roam wildly too, gripping onto whatever part of her body comes within reach: hips, thighs, breasts…anything to keep yourself grounded amidst this whirlwind of passion. You can feel her muscles clench around your cock with each downward plunge, milking you for everything you have.

The intensity builds until finally, you explode deep inside her, releasing a torrent of hot cum that fills her completely. She rides out the aftershocks, her pussy still pulsating around your softening member as if trying to milk one last drop from its depths.

Exhausted and spent, both bodies collapse together in a heap, panting heavily, skin glistening with sweat and traces of lovemaking. As they lay there intertwined, the woman whispers softly into your ear, "You were good tonight." With those words echoing through your mind, you drift off into an uneasy sleep filled with mixed emotions – satisfaction tainted by doubt and rebellion...